bakerstreet | Angst Meme

Angst Meme

ANGST MEME

Sometimes we all want to play some angst and see just how far our characters will fall.
- Post your characters, name and series in the subject along with any preferences.
- Go to random.org and roll.
- Play!

1. just depressed.
Things are tough, you're feeling worn out, or whatever the case, you're depressed. You need help or someone else thinks you do anyway.

2. abandoned.
You were left behind by everyone you hold dear and now you're forced to see how well they've adjusted, how happy they all are while you're screaming inside.

3. sick.
Cold, flu, or something even worse, all you can do is lay back and let someone take care of you.

4. fight.
You've been fighting nonstop with the other person and it just keep escalating.

5. break up.
You're being broken up with and they won't reconsider... Damn.

6. separated.
For some reason, you've been separated from the other person for a long time.

7. kidnapped.
You've been held captive for how long now? Maybe they've been torturing you even, using your blood to write ransom notes, threatening to cut off fingers to send next, etc. Rescue is on the way though, right?

8. beaten up.
Just because someone didn't like you or maybe they wanted something you had, whatever the case is, you're coming home sporting some nasty wounds and bruises.

9. jealousy.
You just have this undeniable jealousy suddenly and you need to let it out.

10. cheated on.
This goes beyond just suspicion and you have full on proof of what your lover has done. How do you handle it?

11. apathetic.
You're not sad, you're not happy, you just... don't feel much anymore. The sparkle of life has gone right out of you and you're just going through the motions now.

12. addicted.
Drugs, alcohol, whatever your drug of choice is, you can't fight the draw and you can't draw yourself out of the hole, but the other person is going to try.

13. bad romance.
You know this isn't good for either of you, but you can't stop now.

14. fear.
Nightmares, the feeling someone is following you, etc. You can't shake the feeling.

15. insanity.
You're seeing things and hearing them, waking up only to realize you've done things you don't remember or you're in a place you weren't before. You're losing it and you don't know what to do.

16. guilt.
It's eating you up inside and you have to tell someone about it now. You want to be punished and you won't take no for an answer.

17. loss
You've lost something dear to you.

18. wild card.
Combine some options or make your own!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only | Expand All

[In order to keep their identities a secret, Kotarou was hired (more like forced) into being an errand boy by that bizarre manager of this zombie idol group. He had stumbled onto their home by accident as he was pursuing an UMA sighting and he was sworn to secrecy. As expected of an idol group, these girls were still very alive with different personalities... And as expected, there were bound to be in-group fighting that would happen every now and then.

Junko had went running out of the house and Kotarou had decided to go find her while Sakura calms everyone down. Junko was usually the quiet one who seemed to have problems getting out of her shell, so Kotarou felt that he should try to break down those invisible walls that she was putting up. He recalled a beach nearby as he was heading through the forest... Since she was a zombie, he hoped that she didn't lose any body parts or anything while she was running away. If not the attic, then was she waiting there?]

--Junko-san! Junko-saaaaan! Where are you?!

[Going to the beach had been the right decision. When Kotarou stops and listens for a reply to his calls he’ll hear small sniffs and cries coming from under a nearby tree. Junko is sitting there with her knees to her chest crying.

She usually wouldn’t be so broken up about a bad rehearsal, but she just couldn’t master their latest dance move. The rest of the girls were getting exasperated with her and Ai’s frustrated look in particular made her crumble. Th we had tried one more time and Junko had failed again, it was like something in her body wouldn’t let her succeed. Something about that though had scared her and she’d burst out of the room running from the house without any makeup. Now she was here, she didn’t want to go back to the house but there was nowhere else she could go.]

[The idol life felt much more cutthroat than Kotarou had expected. He had remembered whenever he tried his best to get the friends of his club to become school idols and while they didn't hit stardom and their debut was bad... Kotarou felt like they all had fun. He was sitting in the producer's seat, so he had a front row seat to all of those frustrations that the girls had to deal with. Whenever he heard the sniffing, Kotarou lets out a sigh of relief seeing Junko all by herself here.]

There you are! I was starting to worried here! [Giving her a bright smile, Kotarou reaches into his pocket to hand her a handkerchief as he bends over.]

--Guess you won't be going back to the mansion anytime soon, huh? You're free to crash with me for the night if you wanna chill out for a minute.

[After a moment Junko accepts the handkerchief and gently wipes her eyes. She has to be gentle with this cursed body or she might knock something off. It’s the last thing she wants to have to worry about at the moment. She didn’t have the experience of being in a group, her whole life she had been sheltered and now she was thrown in the deep end, she just felt so overwhelmed. She looked up at Kotarou, her eyes still streaked with tears and her voice soft and uncertain.]

Is everyone mad at me?

Well... Sakura-san is doing her best to try and calm things down, but I think everyone's more worried than mad. Ai-san might be the hardest sell down there, though. She was looking real frustrated... So they decided to call it a night.

[With that said, Kotarou decides to sit down next to Junko. It felt like Ai was usually the strict and straitlaced one. He could understand why serious types like that were difficult to work with.]

You've still got a little while before your next concert... So it's okay to take a breather. Is there something going on with your body that's making it difficult to work with?

[Junko sniffed again, she hated disappointing Ai. They were supposed to be the only professionals in the group, she should be someone Ai could count on, but she couldn’t do it. And every time she messed up a dark thought kept growing in the back of her mind.]

I… I don’t know if it is my body.

[It felt like it might've been a deeper issue than something physical. Kotarou did note that her and Ai were both professionals in the past, so it was no wonder why this would hit her harder compared to the others. Still, he couldn't discount Junko having compatibility dancing issues with the other group members as well.]

What else do you think it could be? Do you think the problem is with Ai-san?

No, Ai-San tries to take the whole world on her shoulders. It causes problems sometimes but I understand it.

[She sniffles a bit unable to stop herself from starting to cry again. Her problem is physical but it’s so weird, how could a normal human understand.]

When I have problems with my body, I get scared. The other girls died differently than me. I died in a plane crash, you can see where I was stitched back together.

[She lifts her arm to show the multi colored patches of skin and the rough stitching holding them all together.]

How do I know It’s all Me?

That's a good point... Everyone's bodies looks like they were assembled in different ways, so that could affect your performances.

[That's definitely a tricky question as he notices how she was stitched up. It looked like that wacky manager of hers might've used spare body parts to bring her back to life. On the surface, Kotarou was about as human as could be... However, he had a hidden power that had caused him a lot of grief in the past. He certainly knew the pain of isolation and being different from the rest.

He might've not been a zombie, but he still wanted to help Junko. He felt that giving her a pep talk wasn't going to completely fix the issue. Undead or not, her body was still quite human... So it was only natural that she might have a few kinks here or there. They might be in places that she's not even aware of...]

Uh... This might be forward of me, but... Would it be okay if I gave you a massage to see what places feel iffy and what doesn't?

I guess, if you think that will help. I just want to do well.

[She hated it when Ai was angry at her in particular. Junko should be there for her backing her up. If one of the other girls failed it messed up it wasn’t a big deal, none of them had done this before. Junko was supposed to be a professional, and yet she kept falling apart. everyone else had adapted better to being a zombie, why could t she just get over it. Maybe Kotarou could help after all. She tentatively extended her arm for him.]

[Reaching out, Kotarou will delicately grasp Junko's arm and he takes a moment to gently brush his fingertips across her skin. He's never touched a zombie before and he was expected it to be gross... But no, it actually felt pleasant. The stiches certainly added a nice lacy aesthetic to the rest of the skin. With that, he starts to feel out her wrist, then he moves his hand more down to her forearm.]

You know, Junko-san... You've got some really soft skin even if you're a zombie. Plus the patched skin look is kinda cute, actually.

[Undead or not, she was still a girl and Kotarou couldn't help and want to give her complements. He had to admit that after hanging out with them for this long... Kotarou couldn't deny that each of them had their charms.]

How do you feel? Anything gettin' tingly yet?

[His massage was at least enough of a distraction to draw her out of her self pity for a minute. She couldn’t deny it felt nice either, being undead it had been a long time since someone had taken care of her body like this. They all tended to be fairly rough on themselves given their boosted zombie toughness, but it was nice to be treated so… human. She blushed a little when he complimented her, even as a human she’d had trouble relating to other people.]

Thank you, you really think it’s cute? And should I be tingly?

Oh yeah! It's definitely an aesthetic I'm into. And uh... I guess it depends on where I touch you.

[His hand continues to massage her forearm, then it moves down to stop near her elbow. He had to wonder if she'd feel anything around her elbows and back as well. Admittedly, he's a bit nervous about all of this... Zombie or not, Junko was a cute girl. So he naturally couldn't help and feel his heart pounding a little more quickly. He had to wonder if it was okay to be attracted to a zombie girl... It wasn't like she smelled bad or anything.]

Do you want me get both of your elbows? There's gotta be some soreness there.

I mean, it does feel nice, it’s really relaxing.

[Junko rolled up her sleeves to her shoulders to let Kotarou keep touching her arms. She held them out hoping against hope that she wouldn’t lose one, or it wouldn’t turn a weird way or any of the new things her body did now. It wasn’t fair that she could still get sore from practice even Like this, but Kotarou’s gentle hands were helping her.]

You…you don’t have to pretend I’m cute you know. Just to make me feel better.

I'm not pretending! It's one thing if you're wearing all the make-up, but this is different!

[He couldn't help and find himself getting passionate about Junko's low self-esteem. The fans have seen them dancing and giving it their best on stage, but Kotarou has seen everything about them behind the scenes. He might've been a mere errand boy who was here against his will at first... But things have changed. Kotarou walks over to stand behind Junko and pulls her into a hug.]

Even right now... I can see that you're working so hard and that's one of the most amazing things about you, Junko-san. It doesn't matter if you're a zombie or not... I like you for who you are.

[Junko gasps at Kotarou’s words. The hug is a surprise but it’s not unwelcome, in fact as his arms wrap around her she discovers it’s something she desperately needs. She leans back into him and places her hands over his. It’s such a weight off her just to hear someone say they like her for herself. She can’t help but get flustered by the moment.]

Do you really? I mean thank you, I think you’re nice too.

Hahaha... Man, you're gonna make blush back here! But, uh... Thanks a lot.

[It was a good thing that Junko couldn't see him from behind because he actually was blushing. Her body was quite warm despite being undead... And honestly, Kotarou didn't mind that either. He really did like Junko even if she were living or zombie. Though he realized that he had to keep the massage going as he gingerly moves his hands to touch Junko's shoulders and starts to massage those too. His fingertips switch between gentle and firm motions to see if he could work out any kinks back there.]

How do your shoulders feel? I can even go down to your back if you want me to.

Huh? Oh yes, I’d appreciate if you could get my shoulders and my back.

[She’d been so distracted by his arms around her, she had almost forgotten about the massage. She wanted to continue though, because in addition to being relaxing, it was comforting to feel the muscles in her body connect to each other. It calmed her fears about herself. The producer may have viewed Kotarou as an errand boy but he was quickly becoming a key part of the group, especially to Junko.]

Would it help if I lay down for this. We’re on the beach so it shouldn’t be a problem.

S-Sure! Uh... If you want me to be really effective, then you're gonna have to take off your shirt. I, uh... I need to see some skin if I wanna feel the creaks back there.

[It took a bit of effort for Kotarou to say this. He's still surprised that she did not push back regarding his hug and she was willing to let him give her a massage in the first place. Unlike her fans, he felt like he's gotten more close to her than any of them have. While he had some pride in it, Kotarou tries not to let it go to his head. But he couldn't deny that there were definitely some advantages hanging around an idol group of girls.

Awkwardly turning his back, he clears his throat. He could feel his heart racing loudly in his chest. Junko was one of the more petite members, but he did not see that as a flaw in any way.]

I'll give you some time to... Well, y'know. Just lemme know whenever you're ready!

[Usually Junko would never have even considered it, but she felt really close to Kotarou and the other girls kept telling her the rules of being an idol had changed since her days, so maybe it was ok. Being a natural introvert she’d taken to the rules about idols not dating easily, but she didn’t want to be alone forever.

She steeled her courage and pulled her top off over head. She was still wearing her bra of course. She lay down on a soft spot in the sand.]

Kotarou. I’m ready now.

R-Right! Uh... Gimme a second!

[Because Kotarou had to mentally prepared himself. They were getting more intimate than he was expecting... He really did like Junko a lot, so this felt like they were going into something much more than a simple massage. Especially from hearing the sounds of Junko pulling off her top and saying that she was "ready". He swallows hard before he turns around and walk over to kneel next to Junko. The sight of her bare back was simulating him along with her cute looking bra.]

Alirght... Here I go, Junko-san. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable in any way...

[Reaching out, he starts with her shoulders as he feels her joints with his fingers. Her bra straps were still in the way, but it wasn't a huge hinderance for now. He could still massage her shoulders like this. It wasn't until he moves down to her lower back that he swallows again and notices her bra hooks...]

If... If... I wanna get your whole back, then I'm gonna need to take your bra off. Is that okay with you?

[Junko hoped lying facing away from him hid how much she was blushing at his touch. She had no idea where he’d learned this skill but his hands were magical. She could feel the tension from the long day of rehearsal melting away. She was pulled out of her relaxation by his statement. She thought it over for a minute before answering.]

If it’s you, I’m okay with it. Would you mind unhooking it, it’s hard to each and stay covered from this angle.

Yeah, I'll do it. At this rate, we'll just have to make it a full body service.

[That's what Kotarou says awkwardly as he begins to unhook Junko's bra. It's slow, careful and a bit hesitate as he continues to move his hands. Right now, he didn't even care about her status as an idol or her position as a zombie... To Kotarou, she was a normal girl doing her best and really needed more of his touch. Perhaps more intimate human warmth was what she needed.

With that, he pulls off her bra once he has it all unhooked and places it aside. Now Junko's bare back was exposed to him. From this angle, he could even see the sides of her budding breasts.]

But that all depends if you want me to touch you in other ways too. Like how a boy can touch a girl he likes...

[Junkos gasps at Kotarou’s admission. She was kept so far from everyone as an idol that she’s never had a boy tell her he likes her before. She’s had fans say that, but they didn’t really know her, not like Kotarou did. He’d seen her at her most shy, he’d seen her breakdown over rehearsal, he’d even seen her scarred body and he still liked her. How was Junko supposed to resist that? She spoke meekly and quietly to him.]

I… I think I’d like that. I think I like you too. You promise you really like me right?

[So cute... Kotarou couldn't help and smile warmly at hearing that. Now he couldn't deny that the girls of Franchouchou all had their charms, but Junko held a special place in his heart. She might've not always said much and was shy, but she always worked the hardest in his eyes. And he would do his best to support her especially...]

I wouldn't lie to you about this. Konno Junko is the girl that I love the most in the world.

[There's so much warmth in his words that she'll feel it in his touch as well. Kotarou's hands move up to continue where they left off from her shoulders and he moves back down to her bare back. He's taking a lot of care to feel out her skin and stiches which was smooth to the touch for him. He realized that her lower body was still covered, but he would get to that in a moment.]

So... Would it be okay if I shared some of my life with yours?

1 + 4

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject