||[Jun. 23rd, 2005|03:34 pm]
The Jrock Battle Royale Roleplay Game!
Kisaki's nails dug into his kneecaps as he sat shivering in fright. The air seemed still, and every leaf in a tree blowing slightly in the corner of his eye would look like someone standing there with a gun, till he would look sharply around and feel even more patheric.|
The sound of smashing wood made him jump even more, and he froze, scared to death that he would have compromised his position.
Eventually, after a small period of silence, he poked his head cautiously around the edge of the car. The doors had been smashed in, but he couldn't see the two figures from there. Kisaki shuddered as a sense of foreboding washed over him. The shattered wood and gaping dark hole drew him closer, beconing him inside, despite the intense fear that was slowly poisoning him.
The sound of voices made Kisaki stop dead. He was halfway towards the door. Silently he prayed that no one would come out and find him there. The voice in the back of his head laughed for a few moments. You dumb ass! You were going in! You're gonna meet them anyway!
But the voices weren't followed by someone coming out. Instead, there was the sound of footsteps as if they were going upstairs. Emiru...
Kisaki felt like fainting. Emiru was up there, and Kisaki needed to do something to save his life, but he was too scared. He wasn't ready! This wasn't fair!
Memories of Emiru flashed before his eyes. Meeting at the pub. Kisaki going to a Lareine concert. Emiru helping Kisaki with some paperwork for his record label. Kisaki buying Emiru a new bass. Emiru's last birthday party. That time they had sat next to a lake together.
Raising his head, Kisaki gripped the flail tightly, and ran full speed through the door, the determination set on his face like concrete. The arcade was dark, and as soon as he entered, the first thing he noticed was the light from a flashlight at the other end. Someone was still down there... with him...
But Kisaki had once again misjudged the situation more than he imagined. He fell over something on the floor, unseen in the darkness. Immediately, the flashlight was turned on him. There was a high pitched scream, and whoever it was there with Kisaki dropped the flashlight. It made a metalic clang as it hit the floor. There was the sound of shashing glass, and everything went black.