Mao's Journal

Have any questions about Mao or how I play him? Think I'm doing a good job or wanna give me some pointers instead? Or do you simply want to do some plotting with him? Then ask away here! I'm always trying to do my best when I roleplay and your input is always appreciated!

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[Mao looks pretty drained when he appears on screen, despite the small smile on his face. It's hidden though when he hugs a pillow to his chest.]

So... I guess the Animus were just messing with us like usual.

[Mao opens his mouth to say something else, but finds himself unable to say it. He stares blankly at the screen for a moment, before simply sighing and shaking his head. He then turns off the feed.]

[Mao sits on a box by the window, leaning on the sill and staring out in absolute boredom. He's bundled up in the coat he finally received from Negi, pulling away from the window briefly to button it up completely. He hums to himself for a moment before he starts to sing a little tune.]

A rustling rustle~
A fluffy fluff~
A howling wind~
Go, go~!

[Mao snickers to himself before turning to the PCD.]

I've never seen so much snow in my life. Hope everyone's keeping safe and warm. Try not to go outside unless you absolutely have to, okay?


[ooc: Mao's a pretty honest kid and speaks his mind. The only thing he really dodges is when he talks about himself and how he's REALLY doing. He just doesn't like worrying others.

ALSO TAGS WILL BE DONE WITH flameuser BECAUSE I HAVE MORE ICONS IN IT. BUT PLEASE DO NOT ADD IT~]

[There's some rustling when the sound comes on, like sheets moving. Then there's a bit of groaning before words can be made out from the gibberish.]

... The power.. of seven... I'm... the eye...

[The rustling continues, like someone's tossing a little in their sleep.]

... Earth... water... wind... light... darkness... I... am flame...

[There's then a small whimper that sounds like "mother," but is cut off by a crash and an immediate "Oww!" That's where the feed ends.]

[The feed clicks on to show the mall area of Adstring bobbing about as Mao walks around at a steady pace. There's an orange-ish glow flickering like fire, throwing shadows everywhere around him. He pauses abruptly, swerving around a couple times, before he starts walking again. This causes the PCD to fall to the ground though, clattering until it's lying on its side so that Mao can be seen completely. That glow before? That actually was fire that he has focused in his hand, probably for warmth. After all, he only has his default outfit on. Yes, that does mean he's wearing shorts at the moment. He trots back to pick the PCD up, smiling at the screen when he sees the feed is on. He speaks in his usual sing-song tone.]

Oops, turned it on by accident, my bad~

[He goes to turn it off, but stops, giving the screen a curious look.]

... Though while I have it on, I might as well ask. Would anyone happen to know if there's much left to scavenge around here? I'm pretty much set, but some additional things would be nice to have just in case. Thanks!

[Mao appears to be lying down when the feed clicks on staring blankly at the PCD. Not even he can keep a smile on his face when he's this tired. He also seems to be glancing to the side every so often, looking a bit uncomfortable.]

Is the event almost over...? I can't tell what day it is anymore...

( Filtered to Negi: Hackable )

[When the feed comes on, Mao can be seen staring out the window of the shop, slightly wide-eyed. It's not so much fear, as it was bewilderment, having never seen a real storm before (he had slept through the previous one). Whenever there's a flash of lightning or a crash of thunder, he visibly winces, drawing back from the window. A part of him really wished that Eugene was there to keep him company now. Being alone all this time was beginning to take a toll on him, though he would deny it for the most part.]

Uweehh...

[When the feed clicks on, the camera is rattling as if it had fallen on the ground. It had managed to land on an angle though so Mao is almost completely in view. He seems to be in a trance like state, with his head bowed and eyes closed, muttering words that cannot be picked up by the PCD. There's an odd red glow about him as well when his eyes suddenly snap open, and he raises one of his tonfas over his head.]

BLAZING HEARTS!

[As soon as those words leave his mouth, fire seems to materialize out of no where on both sides, shooting up towards the sky above him where they connect and create a fairly large explosion. It doesn't last long though and small sparks rain down around him, fizzling out before they touch the ground or himself. Mao grins, quite pleased with the result.]

At least I can still train here~


((OOC: Very, very sorry for not being as active as I should be. I'll try to do my best to be more so from now on;; ))

[When the feed clicks on, all that can be seen is a bright red eye that blinks several times before pulling away, revealing a young red haired boy looking to be around thirteen years old, possibly younger. He looks up from the PCD to stare around at his surroundings before returning to the device in his hands. Curiously, he pokes the screen several times, almost as if to see if there would be a reaction.]

Ehhh... what is this thing? I've never--

[He suddenly frowns and shakes his head as if to scold himself. He stares up from the PCD again, a new look up determination on his expression. If you look closely though, there is also a hint of worry.]

No, no, I shouldn't be playing with this; I have bigger things to worry about. Like if this is another one of Yuris' trials, I should be ready for anything... but everyone is gone this time. What should I do...?

[The PCD shakes around a bit before it is set to rest on the ground. The boy is still partially in view, and appears to be standing now. He cups his hands around his mouth and begins to shout as loudly as possible.]

Eugene!? Veigue!? Anyone!?