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dreamcrystals2022-09-09 09:02 pm
stillarhino) wrote in dreamcrystals2022-09-09 09:02 pm
open 💀 first recording | passive dream
Sender: Beat
To: Everyone
Subject: Passive Dream Recording
Warnings: Some spoilers for the OG The World Ends With You.
Whenever this time of the year came around, a sense of dread would bubble up deep within him. It would start in his stomach and slowly make its way up to his throat, settling itself there. It was uncomfortable and no matter what he'd do to try to gulp it down, it remained stuck.
This day was no different.
Beat seems to be a few years younger, wearing a slouchy beanie with a skull sewn onto it, his hair pulled back and tucked underneath it. His usual headphones are absent from his head. He’s dressed in a school uniform, but his surroundings do not depict him to be in any such place.
Instead, he wanders Shibuya aimlessly—riding down the streets of Dogenzaka on his skateboard, perusing new albums available in Tower Records, even just hanging out at the convenience store by the Moyai statue. Everywhere but where he was supposed to be.
He reaches into his pocket to pull out his phone, navigating his way to the unread message from someone named “Rhyme”.
A moment passes before he types up a reply:
His message was cold and he knows it deep down. But he sends it anyway, tucking his phone away before he continues loitering about the city.
By nightfall, he finds himself staring up at a modest two-story home, standing just outside its gate. He doesn't know how much time has passed since he's gotten here, but he lets out a sigh, steeling himself for what was to come. The gate’s hinges creak slightly as he pushes it open, a plaque on the gate reading the family name “Bito”.
The lump in his throat still remains.
It isn’t before long that he finds himself standing in front of a Japanese man, dressed in business attire, his tie loose around his neck after a long day at work. To his side sits a rather tall woman with blond hair, an apron draped in front of her dress. He’s filled with dread once again, the pit in his stomach growing larger and deeper as a tightness begins to form in his chest.
Beat reaches out and hands over a card toward them. On it are his grades for the semester. They are well above the passing grade, but nothing spectacular. He knows they’re nothing spectacular. He knows he isn’t anything spectacular. Not in their eyes.
The expression on his face is hard to read as they go over his grades and Beat hasn’t said a single word throughout. His lips remain a straight line and his eyes appear to be downcast. Is it apathy? Is it fear?
He opens his mouth, ready to put himself down, ready to fight them. That’s how it always is after all.
“Good job, son.”
The words catch in his throat before they could leave him. Beat’s eyes widen and his mouth hangs open, staring at them. They look back at him with proud smiles on their faces.
“You did well, Daisukenojo,” said the man.
Beat recoils when he hears the name but doesn’t say anything at first. He continues to stare at them for a moment longer, dumbfounded by the turn of events. “Are you two serious?” he finally asks. His usual manner of speech is missing, but the same inflections and brash tone of his voice remain.
“Of course we’re serious.” This time it’s the woman who speaks, looking back at him incredulously. “You did your best, didn’t you? As long as you do that, we couldn’t be any prouder of you.”
The man stands from his seat and walks to Beat, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Let’s eat out tonight to celebrate, all four of us. How does hot pot sound?”
Beat looks at the man, then the woman. Finally, the surprise on his face disappears and he lets out a laugh. His voice almost cracks when he speaks. “Yeah, hot pot sounds great, dad.”
He hears a quiet ring of a bell nearby. Turning towards the source, he sees a young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes smiling at him, a bell pendant hanging from a leather strap around her neck. He smiles back at her, blinking back the tears that begin to pool at the edge of his eyes.
And then he wakes.
To: Everyone
Subject: Passive Dream Recording
Warnings: Some spoilers for the OG The World Ends With You.
Whenever this time of the year came around, a sense of dread would bubble up deep within him. It would start in his stomach and slowly make its way up to his throat, settling itself there. It was uncomfortable and no matter what he'd do to try to gulp it down, it remained stuck.
This day was no different.
Beat seems to be a few years younger, wearing a slouchy beanie with a skull sewn onto it, his hair pulled back and tucked underneath it. His usual headphones are absent from his head. He’s dressed in a school uniform, but his surroundings do not depict him to be in any such place.
Instead, he wanders Shibuya aimlessly—riding down the streets of Dogenzaka on his skateboard, perusing new albums available in Tower Records, even just hanging out at the convenience store by the Moyai statue. Everywhere but where he was supposed to be.
He reaches into his pocket to pull out his phone, navigating his way to the unread message from someone named “Rhyme”.
Are you coming home soon?
A moment passes before he types up a reply:
ill head home when i feel like it
His message was cold and he knows it deep down. But he sends it anyway, tucking his phone away before he continues loitering about the city.
By nightfall, he finds himself staring up at a modest two-story home, standing just outside its gate. He doesn't know how much time has passed since he's gotten here, but he lets out a sigh, steeling himself for what was to come. The gate’s hinges creak slightly as he pushes it open, a plaque on the gate reading the family name “Bito”.
The lump in his throat still remains.
It isn’t before long that he finds himself standing in front of a Japanese man, dressed in business attire, his tie loose around his neck after a long day at work. To his side sits a rather tall woman with blond hair, an apron draped in front of her dress. He’s filled with dread once again, the pit in his stomach growing larger and deeper as a tightness begins to form in his chest.
Beat reaches out and hands over a card toward them. On it are his grades for the semester. They are well above the passing grade, but nothing spectacular. He knows they’re nothing spectacular. He knows he isn’t anything spectacular. Not in their eyes.
The expression on his face is hard to read as they go over his grades and Beat hasn’t said a single word throughout. His lips remain a straight line and his eyes appear to be downcast. Is it apathy? Is it fear?
He opens his mouth, ready to put himself down, ready to fight them. That’s how it always is after all.
“Good job, son.”
The words catch in his throat before they could leave him. Beat’s eyes widen and his mouth hangs open, staring at them. They look back at him with proud smiles on their faces.
“You did well, Daisukenojo,” said the man.
Beat recoils when he hears the name but doesn’t say anything at first. He continues to stare at them for a moment longer, dumbfounded by the turn of events. “Are you two serious?” he finally asks. His usual manner of speech is missing, but the same inflections and brash tone of his voice remain.
“Of course we’re serious.” This time it’s the woman who speaks, looking back at him incredulously. “You did your best, didn’t you? As long as you do that, we couldn’t be any prouder of you.”
The man stands from his seat and walks to Beat, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Let’s eat out tonight to celebrate, all four of us. How does hot pot sound?”
Beat looks at the man, then the woman. Finally, the surprise on his face disappears and he lets out a laugh. His voice almost cracks when he speaks. “Yeah, hot pot sounds great, dad.”
He hears a quiet ring of a bell nearby. Turning towards the source, he sees a young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes smiling at him, a bell pendant hanging from a leather strap around her neck. He smiles back at her, blinking back the tears that begin to pool at the edge of his eyes.
And then he wakes.
Sender: Futaba Sakura
But she does know that she can help some, maybe, by taking his mind off of some bittersweet memories(?)— or what a mind may wish could happen.]
Heyyy I'm from around Shibuya! Yongen-jaya, in fact! We have something in common beyond being Japanese, hehehe. o(^▽^)o Big Bang Burger is the fave place to eat among my friends, but I really, REALLY wanna try Imabari Teppan Yakitori Yamadori Shibuya next to the station sometime. Nothing better than some good yakitori!
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He can't help but smile though when she mentions that she was at least familiar with Shibuya as well. And bringing up food too? You sure know how to get his attention.]
yo you for real?
me and the rest of the hachiko gang hang around shibuya real often
but i aint never heard of big bang burger or that yakitori place you talking about before
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Yeah!! We all hang around Shibuya a lot when we're not doing other things or hanging at LeBlanc.
Oh man, Big Bang Burger has some really great food. They have four different challenges too, to see if you can eat one of their giant burgers under a time limit too. Wonder if you could do all four? Not in one sitting of course, but y'know.
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did the curry challenge in the wild harvest last month and totally crushed it
so i bet i can crush a burger challenge real easy too
even if ya got for of them for me
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I dunno... I saw Ren do it once, and the burger was HUGE! Like, tall as your hand and as round as a big plate... but the last one has SIX giant patties with cheese and all the other stuff on 'em, aptly named the COSMIC TOWER.
...Maaaaaan now I wish we had a Big bang Burger here so you could do the challenge! I wanna see you destroy those burgers and get the badges like in Capsule Creatures...
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it was like my whole body was on fire and i hadta keep from throwing up
but i cant let any of that curry go to waste either ya feel me?
six patties?! hell sounds like imma have to starve myself to finish all of that
even the hero burger over at justice burger dont got that much meat in it
next time theres some kinda food challenge around imma hit ya up so we can go together least that way u can see something like it even if we dont got big bang here
[...A pause because he's curious.]
is capsule creatures a game or something?
oh my god i gotta make up off-brand pokemon now
[SHE MIGHT.... BE A LITTLE BIASED.......]
Heh heh, Big Bang Burger has the best challenge, I dunno... I don't think you could do it. Gotta have a lot of guts. Do you think you have what it takes, Beat?!
[totally egging him on, but sounds like a plan for later if there's another food challenge!]
Man I'm gonna have to tell Kazuma to do another food challenge then, you gotta prove yourself!
And yeah, you know! "I pick you, Chuchupi! Go! Use Boom Thunder!" and they collect badges at the battle stages? Big Bang has badges like that, four of 'em! One for each successful completion of their challenges.
I'm sorry you had to but I love it
im totally with ya when it comes to curry
aint no other food better than it
[Great minds, Futaba. We're on the same team here!]
yo you just saying that cause you aint seen me chow down when im hungry yo
i can take down any food challenge you got for me
big bang burger or whatever it is imma show ya!
and tell them to put them badges too like in that game a yours
imma get every one of them they got!
[You may have just lit a fire under his ass, Futaba, because he is raring to go now.]
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[Ren can make it, sure, but she misses Sojiro.
Ah, her challenge was ACCEPTED]
Heh heh... I can probably make badges for each one now, but there's gotta be MORE of them. I really gotta bug Kazuma now, and there's a few other people who own food places, hm... guess I'm bugging them all now!! It's on like Donkey Kong!
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damn i wanna meet this guy if hes one helluva cook
might even give ken doi a run for his money
he a friend of yours or something?
aiiiiiight now you got me all kinds of pumped!!
yo you better make em badges yo
one for every challenge i finish from all of the food spots around here
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Well Capsule Creatures has 8 Stadiums, so 8 badges... yeah, I can do that.Better get 8 challenges lined up!!
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But considering the conversation they were having, he can't help but feel like he shouldn't bring down the mood, even if a rumble of thunder rolls outside his treehouse.
Eventually, he writes back to Futaba:]
yo if i can have curry the whole day imma do that too
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Ren can make it too, and he's here... I guess he's gonna have to make a bunch of curry so we can have curry ALL DAY. He's almost as good as Sojiro. But I'd probably have to fight you for more— I won't let anyone get between me and that curry!
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yo you giving me another challenge?
bet i can beat you easy shorty
even if it is one of your friends cooking up the meals
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[It went from just "curry" to "her curry" because of course it did.]
I'll be like the girl from "The Circle" and pop out of a well! I'll curse you if I have to!
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scare tactics aint gonna work on me yo
aint no way you gonna curse me and aint no way you gonna be the one finishing the curry
imma make sure of it!
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We'll see about that, Beat. I'm the Curry Queen! The Curry Empress! Don't count me out just 'cause I'm smaller than you! (งᓀ‸ᓂ)ง That gives me a tactical advantage.
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Though not usually perceptive when it comes to these sorts of things, his own gung-ho nature is still enough for him to call her bluff.]
aight even if ya was the queen or empresses or whatever what kinda tactical advantage you got because of your size?
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Ah shit is he asking her what she can do?! She's quiet for a moment on her end before another kaomoji appears.]
(･ω･人･ω･人･ω･)┌┛┌┛┌┛ ΣΣ((((ﾉﾟ x ﾟ):;*.’:;
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee! I can get closer to the ground, probably skitter around if I put my mind to it. You'd never catch me!
[...okay maybe not skittering— more like this.]
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whys the curry gonna be on the ground yo?
thats just a waste of food!
[Because clearly priorities.]
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It wouldn't be! And if it WAS, I'd be making sure it didn't drop on the ground.
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all this just sounds like another challenge yo
you up to making it one?
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[On that, she is confident.]
But if you wanna make it one, we can.
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aight shorty
you and mes gonna get some curry and we gonna see whos the real curry master
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