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I've always liked storms.
Everything about them. There is no logic to them. The quiet before we have no choice but to pay attention. There is all kinds of science, but even advanced human attempts to give anyone a heads up, to communicate, warn the population, their systems have widely failed. There are a great many, perhaps even you, that are afraid. Are there many like that here? I can understand that. But, I am here to help you beyond your concerns. Beyond what you are reading, about what might or might not be a powerful torrent. You out there, reading about this unstoppable inevitability. I find myself sometimes enduring a discomfort once in a while with the truly angry, sometimes bereft sound of Thor's hammer. A true force, a true construct of mother nature bent on what some would consider harm, perhaps a God's attempt at finding fun. If you look closely, you'll find the truth in the eye of a malevolent being turned benevolent in the centre of its all encompassing arms. Torrents of wind and power. The eye of the storm that welcomes you to where the wrath of these Gods are best seen. Gods though? Perhaps to some a Reaper. To you? There isn't any denying that. Death is a possibility in the worst of storms.

However, with common sense and with perseverance against Darwin's theory, at least to me, it means you can survive. You may hide under all your beds, you could do that if you want. Under all your blankets, but really if you're inside you're alright. Despite that a lot of you think you're not safe. Those outside, brave enough to stray from the warmth and comfort of your fears homes for necessities or for others, might I offer that even if it’s not raining or there aren’t clouds overhead, you’re not safe from lightning. There are more than seven hundred thousand people in this place and the statistics based in the USA of which a great many countries enjoy using their statistics. The games of numbers, pleasures for those out there so mathematically inclined.

I digress, but with your furthered education in mind, out of those listed statistics in a lifetime, one in three thousand will be hit by it. I imagine already that means a great amount of you will miss the big it: Lightning. You know, I'm in the favour of full disclosure, mostly after a lightning strike, life isn't a kinder of the two options. Why is it then that a lot of us are out in this? Is it a temptation? Are those full of fear more free? I don't think so. I think that the chances I see everyone taking are comforting. Braving their ultimate ending. I like to see bravery in the face of mortality.
Or maybe for you it's the sound? Why don't you tell me what it is I have to discuss if I am to change your mind about storms. Come then. To me we're all a brother or a sister here, aren't we? Struggling to survive and help a world around us thrive? I've detailed you small tidbits and the tippy top of my information on things that might go bump in the night for you to digest. Please, either ask so I may abate your fears or perhaps we can discuss them in greater length so I may understand your side. Respond as you wish.

((OOC: This is a bold-use-cipher. The key is located at that link. This is Beyond's permission post as well, I promise it's short as hell but very important that you at least read especially if you're going to reply in video. Thank you!))

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[[Double luckily, Beyond likes games and he knows that Mello is watching. It's just funnier for him, for now. In the future maybe not so much, but the other side of that double luck is no one can see him smiling or hear what it sounds like when he tries to emulate happiness.]]

Really? Until him I hadn't considered that there were other people using communication methods for things as important as dating. If he sees this, maybe I will be lucky enough. Then again, if we're finally in the same place at the same time...

You may be so bold.
[[Too bold, really. But please, stroke his ego about how intelligent he is even if it comes with a backhanded remark about his cipher.]]
Ahh... The easiest answer is: You're not as simple as you think you are. In fact, you're the only one to, as they say, "call me out" and understand the true meaning behind my post. Wouldn't that make you equally intelligent?

[Kuroko was in fact a sports idiot, and it was hard peeling one of those off of you when they thought they could make you their friend. Beyond was certainly welcome to try.]

I don't know the chances of both of you coming here, having never seen each other, but several of my friends have been here before me. If you are both important to each other, I'm sure you will find a way soon.

I don't really consider myself that, though. I'm the middle of my class. I do not have any outstanding qualities, as some may put it.

Oh they're astronomical chances, actually. You see, I'm not certain of the population in comparison to Earth, but at the current time on Earth it's 2 out of 6.432 billion. Imagine with those sorts of odds what the chances are of us both being here? I had an inkling that I wouldn't be taken alone. There had to be a purpose, maybe he could be that purpose.

Nonsense, you were able to suss out the situation and have very helpful insight on it. Now I don't feel so shy or as though I couldn't reach out if I wanted to. Perhaps we will be very fond friends after all, both of us. How old are you if you're still in class?

Thank you for the compliments; I'm not used to accepting things like this.

My teammate is here with me. As well as two of my friends from middle school. It's probably useless now to think of the odds, and just focus on being here.

I am turning 17 in January, though I am not sure if time has changed at all from my arrival here. Are you an adult then?

You're welcome.

Ah, a teammate. I'm assuming because of school you mean an actual team. The actual odds are quite large, I assure you. If we were to take into the factor of other people from other worlds we would have to have proper census of every world to have even close to exact numbers. But you're right, we should focus on what we have which is right here. I will look for a census here instead.

[[No really he wants to know.]]

I would imagine time is still linear. I've seen people on the network talk about time being a chronological constant here too. In that I'm sure time only passes as it does here as it would back in your world. By age standards I suppose I'm an adult, I'm 20 years old if I'm remembering correctly.

[Time did seem to be flowing normally here, though his friends having been here longer threw him off when he first got here. Some normalcy would be nice.]

I consider that an adult, maturity notwithstanding.
As for my team, I play on Seirin High school's basketball team. I'm very lucky to have such excellent teammates and am excited to see my friend has open a sports center here.

Since you mentioned Earth I assume you are from a world similar to mine. Have you ever played basketball before?

[[His maturity level isn't that easy to discern even for himself. Age is a number, a ticking, ticking number.]]

Oh, I see. So you're a sports player. I'm sure that's very exciting for you, and to have someone you know open somewhere you can continue to bond is also very good for your age. These are still part of your formative years, you know.

No. There were no sports offered aside recess where I grew up and I did not participate in those games there. However, I am quite tall.

[Being a sports player was very exciting and there was absolutely no way his new friend was escaping now. Do not underestimate Kuroko.]

Height isn't everything;
I wouldn't mind teaching you. I'm always happy to find new people to play with.
It's rather sad your school wouldn't let you play any sort of sport. Were they very strict?

[[It's a hell of a thing and he doesn't really know about playing any sports past the rules of them by reading their manuals. RIP.]]

Then my height will not be a factor in your ability to teach me, then. I will make sure to put aside a day in which your tutelage will be taken in gratefully.
Mmm... They were in many ways, very strict on some, not on others. I grew up in an orphanage.

I was tasked with helping teach Kise-kun, and he is much taller than me, even in middle school.
I'm sorry, though.
It must be tough growing up in a place like that.
Teaching basketball is the least I can do.

I'm not aware of whom you speak but if you were supposed to teach someone who wasn't your junior, I can assume I will be in good hands. There's no need to be sorry, however, I don't know any other way to have grown up since I never experienced it.

I also have some medical difficulties that may prove frustrating to your teaching. I have limited lung capacity now and then, I had been working on "getting better" if I may use the term, but it... Hm. Creeps in when I least expect it. Can I play basketball still with these things in mind?

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As long as you're having fun, I don't see why not. There have been plenty of instances where people with disabilities still play sports.

You can contact me whenever it is good for you; Kise-kun's sports center is generally where I am at, besides the library or the park.

Ah that's right; I have a dog, too. His name is Nigou and you'll probably meet him at some point.

I don't know if I will or not, I've never tried. I've memorized certain aspects of all sorts of sports activities, however trying them wasn't the case.

Then, how about in three days I will come down to meet you at Kise's sports centre and we can take it from there? The Library is a good secondary place, and however I wouldn't mind if we did both. The park I haven't been to either, but there's no reason to do things all in one day.

Oh. I've never interacted with animals and the ones I have certainly didn't enjoy me. You will have to teach me how to approach your dog aside the skills that are commonly employed. I know I must curl my hand and present my scent to them that way, but it's as far as I'm aware.

That is fine by me; I look forward to this.

[He was always excited to meet someone new he could prattle on about basketball with, even if he was rather awkward when it came to social conduct.

He was waiting at the sports center with Nigou, both in their respective Seirin jerseys. Kuroko had a feeling that the man probably wasn't going to share a picture of himself, so he just had texted him a location and was waiting, spinning the ball on his finger while Nigou tried to get at it.]

Beyond was good about having the capability to listen, but sometimes he didn't always give the answer someone was looking for or thought they should get, either. That included answering what he looked like, or didn't look like. It wouldn't be hard to find his counterpart, Beyond had a knack for finding who he was looking for and with a finger to his lip he turned his head curiously to look around and consider for a fleeting, instantaneous second that the dog+basketball teen was whom he needed. The idea that he could also see names, well that helped.

All six feet of lumbering man, slouching his height down by the way he carried himself, made his way over and he watched the ball spin well before he ever bothered to make eye contact. The lack of eye contact also stemmed from the usual looks that Beyond got, the burns over his face and hands told a story of a fire hotter than hell that he dared let lick the precious layers of his skin. Sometimes, in other words, he could get self conscious about it.

"Hello, I have arrived." As if it were necessary to say as much.

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LMAO you and me both!

im sorry mello

I'M NOT. EAT IT MELLO.

kuroko believes you will find true love

lmao this whole man is a treasure.

also Beyond u aint gettin out of this without listening to basketball talk

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