Shinji app!

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

Shinji pulls on his Regular uniform quickly, knowing that the rest of the team is already on the courts for practice. He's late, and hopes that Tachibana isn't too upset with his tardiness.

Zipping up his jacket, Shinji hefts his tennis bag onto his shoulder and goes to exit the diminutive clubroom, but freezes in his tracks not a few steps out the door.

He wasn't completely sure, but as a cartoon mouse and a strangely-colored cat approached him, Shinji could have sworn that this was not the tennis courts at Fudomine Junior High.

Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"

Shinji blinks at him blankly for a moment before answering, "Ibu Shinji."

"What is your quest?" asks the Cat. It's perched, suddenly, on the roof of one of the gate-stiles.

"My quest?" Shinji repeats. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not on a quest. What makes you think I'm on a quest? You shouldn't just assume things about people like that."

"'What is the average w..?'" Mickey frowns down at the notebook. "You know, I don't really see why that's important." He flips a page. "'If you could be granted three wishes, what would they be?'"

Shinji pauses a moment before saying, "I don't know why I need to tell you this. Why do you want to know? I guess that I would wish for Fudomine to make it to Nationals. Though I think it would be better to attain that with our own strength instead of it being magically granted to us, because if we don't work for it then everyone will continue to underestimate our tennis team. Also people won't aknowledge what a great captain Tachibana-san is if our success is only because of some silly wish, when actually it's because of Tachibana-san that we've become so strong and gotten so far. And-" Miracle upon miracles, Shinji realizes that he's rambling and shuts his mouth.

"Or," the Cat says, examining its tail with interest, "if you were a genie and someone you were trying to give three wishes to was trying to trick you into giving him more, what would you say?"

"That's a cheap tactic," he says. "I wouldn't let them do that. They should work to get what they want, anyway. And I'll never be a genie, so it doesn't matter. Genies don't exist in the first place. Don't you know that?" Shinji is pretty sure that talking animals don't exist, either, but they certainly are talking to him now, so he dismisses it.

Mickey looks rather nonplused at the next, but reads, "'When the revolution comes, what skills will you be able to barter for food?'"

"Revolution?" Shinji deadpans. "What are you talking about? I don't know anything of a revolution. Is there some sort of conspiracy going on? Is that why I'm here? I don't want to be here. This is distressing. I'm supposed to be having tennis practice right now. Tachibana-san is expecting me, he'll be disappointed if I don't show up. I don't want to be pulled into some revolution here, I have better things to do with my life."

The Cat rolls its eyes in a friendly (and rather disconcertingly out-of-sync) way, and asks, "Milk, dark, or white chocolate?"

"What does this have to do with anything? I don't really like chocolate that much. I guess it's okay, but it's not my favorite food or anything. Out of the choices I'd probably prefer dark chocolate, but I don't see how that's relevant," Shinji answers.

"'Choose the two coolest: robots, pirates, fairies, bears, ninjas, monkeys, vampires, or humans,'" says Mickey, giggling a bit as he goes through the list. "'Explain.'"

Shinji continues in his monotone voice. "Is this some kind of survey? It seems very illogical. What are these questions for? Pirates are okay, I guess. Except for the whole sailing part. I don't like water much, but as long as I'm not a pirate, that doesn't matter. You're not recruiting me to a pirate crew, are you? I can't be a pirate, I hate the sea. Bears are cool too, they're strong. But I don't want to be a bear, either. I'd probably have to give up tennis if I were a bear, and then all my hard work would be for naught. You should just send me home, I want nothing to do with this conspiracy."

"Great!" Mickey flips through the blank pages of the notebook at top, cartoon-y speed. "Well, I think that's just about it! Oh, and I'm supposed to ask, 'for your safety: are you carrying anything sharp?'"

"No, just my tennis stuff," Shinji replies, shifting his tennis bag on his shoulder. Then his eyebrows raise slightly, as a thought seems to occur to him. "Hey, is the rest of my tennis team here too? That would certainly make this more bearable. Though I wouldn't want them to be involved in this conspiracy either." He pauses for a moment before adding, "Can I go home now?"


((Application for Ibu Shinji from Prince of Tennis~! :D [I'm also a new player, if I'm accepted; hello!] Okay, it doesn't really matter what point in canon Shinji is from, because it's a freaking series about tennis. Though considering his responses, probably sometime before Nationals. ...Also, sorry about his rambling, but unfortunately it's quite chronic. :D))

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[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

((♥♥♥!))

"They ain't gonna send you home," Katou says, raising an eyebrow and looking over the new comer. "You're stuck here like the rest of us." Oh please, tennis?

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

((:DDD Shinji is the BOMB.))

Shinji stared blankly at Katou for a long moment before finally saying, "Oh. Where is here? And who are you?"

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

((Yus indeedy~))

"Disneyland," Katou said as though it were completely natural to be stuck in Disneyland (he'd had several months to warm up to the idea). "My name's Katou." He lit a smoke.

[caycep]

((Yay fresh meat new player! XD))

If this influx of Japanese youngsters keeps up, Cayce is going to be tempted to find some way to erect a statue of Hachiko in the arrival plaza.

"Hi there. I'm Cayce Pollard. And welcome to the extradimensional Disneyland."

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

((Yay! XDD))

Shinji nods slightly in greeting. "I'm Ibu Shinji. Would you happen to know how I got here? I was supposed to be going to tennis practice. I didn't think I took a wrong turn..." He continues mumbling under his breath thoughtfully.

[caycep]

"'How did I get here' is the million-dollar question," Cayce says wryly. "I woke up here after I had some kind of blackout; some people were in transit to other places; and some people just looked up and boom, here they were. I'm really sorry."

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

((Double-yay new player! Please forgive Crowley, he's a complete jerk and doesn't speak for me. XD))

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" exclaims Crowley. He turns his head to glare at Mickey through his ever present sunglasses. "No more teenagers, mouse." It is, of course, an unspoken threat.

Turning back to Shinji, he says, "So what's your deal, kid?"

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

((Hi! :DD))

"My deal?" Shinji frowns slightly in confusion. "I don't know. What's your deal? Was that supposed to be a greeting? It wasn't a very good one. I'd be lying if I said that I felt welcomed by your greeting. You should work on your people skills."

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

"Actually, it was an excellent greeting," he replies smirking, "as my point was to, in fact, not make you feel welcome. So I feel I've succeeded wonderfully. That's my deal. You should work on minding your own damn business."

((Oh dear someone, Shinji and Doll should meet. XD They're both very blunt when discussing others' behaviour. Like this (http://community.livejournal.com/dizzy_land/24625.html#cutid1).))

[kzadbhat.livejournal.com]

"What's tennis?" asks Carrot curiously. "Oh, I'm Carrot Ironfoundersson, by the way, it's nice to meet you."

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

"You don't know what tennis is?" Shinji looks genuinely surprised. Well, sort of. ...His eyes are widened slightly, at least. "It's a sport that you play with a ball and a racket..." He pulls a racket out of his bag and holds it up. "You've at least seen something like this before, right?"

[kzadbhat.livejournal.com]

Carrot eyes it suspiciously. "What is it, some sort of weapon?" He unsheathes his own sword, although there doesn't appear to be any sort of threat in the gesture. Instead, he holds the sword out for comparison. "It doesn't look like it'd be as effective, although appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. Ah!" he quickly resheathes the sword. "It's one of those shoes they make near the Hub! For snow! It doesn't snow here, actually, you know."

[mokona-soel.livejournal.com]

((Mokona loves new players! They're so new and shiny and -- ofr the most part -- wide-eyed before our insanity!))

"Welcome!" Mokona says happily, bouncing towards the new arrival. "You can't go home, Mokona is afraid, but don't worry! Mokona is here!"

It decides to try to land on top of the new person's head with its next bounce.

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

Shinji tilts his head in curiosity before straightening it as Mokona leaps at him. He looks up to try and get a better look at the creature before asking, "What are you?"

[mokona-soel.livejournal.com]

"Mokona is Mokona!" Mokona replies very unhelpfully. "Mokona is a magical creature!"

[red-sharkey.livejournal.com]

((I'm only familiar with PoT through about ten chapters of the manga and some shounen-ai/yaoi doujinshi, but what the hey, I didn't know the fandoms of any of my current characters before joining this game. XD Welcome, shiny new player!))

"It seems the average physical age for the people stuck here is well under fucking twenty," Red remarks dryly. "A few more arrivals like you and I'll be one of the bloody seniors around here."

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

((I'm actually relatively new to PoT too; I hope I manage to get the hang of playing Shinji! XD;;))

Shinji frowns before retorting, "I'm sorry that I'm only fourteen. You shouldn't look down on me because of my age, though."

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

Shinji scowls slightly and says, "Up-front? I'm not up-front. I don't know what you're talking about. Why would you think that? I think you're delusional."

[thebadboyfriend.livejournal.com]

"Your big worry about hypothetically being a bear is that you'd have to give up tennis?" This kid is just ridiculously earnest. Clearly he must be hassled. "Maybe you could be a circus bear, and play while wearing a frilly pink tutu. They can ride bikes, so why wouldn't they play tennis? Unless the ASPCA got on their case or something. That's where 'the conspiracy' comes into play, I guess."

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

"I don't think that as a bear I would have the same reflexes as I do as a human, so it's likely that I won't be able to play tennis." Shinji replies. "Not to mention that bears don't have opposable thumbs. They don't, do they? I don't think they do. And you can't hold a tennis racket without opposable thumbs. Either way, I don't think I'd want to be a circus bear either, expecially not one in a pink tutu. I don't like pink. It doesn't look good on me, either. Though I guess I'd look different as a bear." He pauses before asking, "I'm not going to be turned into a bear, right? I never got an answer to that question. I'm not a bear yet, so I assume that I'm safe for the time being, but I don't really want to be a bear ever."

[teacup-doll.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately," Doll says as she enters the gate area, "they won't be sending you home. We're all stuck here, and I doubt your friends are here if you don't see them. Everyone is supposed to wait here until they get placed."

Doll would have looked around, but what's the point when she doesn't know what they look like?

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Okay." Shinji sighs slightly, wondering how long it would be until he could see Tachibana and Kamio and the others again. He also wondered how the tennis team would fare without him. There weren't enough members in the rebuilt tennis club to have any reserve players. Would they have to give up on Nationals because he wasn't there? He frowned. "This is stupid. I don't want to be here. Are you stuck here too? Why are we here? I don't want to be here."

[mickey-mous.livejournal.com]

"Ah, well, all righty then," Mickey squeaks excitedly. "Are you ready to find out which of our excitin' lands you're gonna live in?"

[bosoboso.livejournal.com]

Shinji stares down at Mickey for a moment before sighing in resignation. "Well I guess if I have to stay here..."