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Post by Punk Prince of New York July 11th 2021, 5:14 am

The broken sections of New York were still pretty broken since the last attack on the city. Ethan remembered that, mostly because traumatic events had a bad way of sticking and it was a special time for him too. Really gets under my skin why some people just insist on attacking me, The currently feminine voice complained in the back of his mind. Outrage and sorrow mixing together in the whiniest way possible.  Ethan shrugged, lip curling downward into usual unpleasant sneer.

”Prolly cause the cities a special kinda shithole,” He offered to seemingly no one, shaking the spray can in his hand. Rattling sound of the pea like music almost to the young man. Storm grey eyes scanning over his half-finished masterpiece on the wall. The air smelled of aerosol and fumes. Common sensations he experienced through his entire life.

and…you continue to spray my city with what you generously call art, The voice continued, sounding more judgemental than anything else. Well, that was how she sounded to him.

”Sounds like a personal problem,” He said, pressing the release and letting jets of black paint spread across brickwork. Forming a picture slowly from the steady and practiced hands of an illegal street artist. Not that he was worried about things like the cops. Pigs tended to be easy to escape from with his new powers. ”not gonna waste my time brushing up some fancy museum piece. Fuckers wouldn’t like it any more than this,”

No, not much love for art or culture anymore. I remember when…. She set off on a ramble about the past while he  shook another can and began forming the arcing shape of a sun. Brilliant yellow and even some oranges from the cans strapped to a large leather belt with many pouches around his waist. Honestly he could’ve called it a utility belt at this point.

Are you even listening to me?

”Yeah yeah, bird dancers and prostitution,” He muttered in placating agreement, though that only made the presence in his head even more annoyed.

You’re making me regret my decision more every second,

Despite that he continued, finishing the piece with a flourish of the arm. Something suggested by one of many street artists he didn’t hate across the city. A tribute to their hero, who he personally thought wasn’t that great on second viewing. Just looking in the distance he could see the half-demolished proof of his incompetence. Not that skyscrapers meant anything to people who weren’t already corporate fat cats.  

”At least you don’t have the voice in you’re head,” Putting the paint cans away he admired his work and all that came with it.  Set on the side of a store that banned him for perceived stealing. Sure, he did steal from them but not like they had to pull a dick move like that.

The fact no one was stopping him felt even better honestly. Like people knew this guy was a dick and that was all that mattered. Ethan was dressed for the night weather, a thick pullover with a pair of blue jeans worn through use rather than an artful intent. Splatter colored hat set on his head, which just his bangs peeking out from under.

”So what do we say about pizza? Know a good place a few streets down,”

Because I told you about it,

”Still counts. Do ya wanna go or not?”

Well yes I want to go. Just hate it when punks take credit for my knowledge,

”Well since we’re all fused and stuff, it’s our knowledge now,” With that he hopped down from the top of the heavily dented dumpster and worked through where he was supposed to be getting that pizza.
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Post by Leagalow Profiles September 6th 2021, 2:08 am

A small shudder shot through Takuma’s hands as he was bolstered with a sense of shock, eyes snapping open and a shot of adrenaline like a cup of caffeine being drawn through his body and making him aware of his surroundings.

Brown thick work coat with dusty cotton tanned pants, he adjusted his drawn in legs and shuffled a bit, feeling the ground from his sock-covered left ankle as he was wearing stained white sneakers, the right ankle meeting bare ground. He peeked over to his foot to find it uncovered, the sock nowhere to be seen with a lazy look around.

Takuma’s hands drew in, uncovered and dirty from digging around in various spots for something worth eating to no avail. Well, there were definitely many things sitting in the trash he decided to rest and hope he got lucky later, most of what he found was on the verge of welcoming a new stage of life and well capable of harboring it if it wasn’t already. So sitting down and resting against a wall, hand touching a round metallic bin, he wanted to use the vibrations to tell him if someone was coming close. Now despite this being felt, nobody was nearby.

Takuma’s legs drew in as with a bit of force he got himself standing upright in a single mechanical motion, turning and walking towards where he projected the vibrations came from.

Two corners were all it took, sharp eyes peering upwards and noticing first, an artistic depiction of a sun, and very close by, a young man with a bunch of spray paint on his person, digging through a trash bin. Takuma’s hand wrung once as he looked up before they limply dropped to his sides, still looking up he started walking towards the figure ahead. With slow steps he would make his way behind, expecting the figure ahead to acknowledge his existence, either he did or not, Takuma would silently walk up and then tap his elbow before pointing up at the painted sun.

“What does that mean?”
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Post by Punk Prince of New York October 24th 2021, 3:24 am

Ethan felt pleased with his work.

The spirit within him grumbled about it and he was sure the cops would have a few words if they caught him. Mostly freeze and the flash of pistols raised, both of which were not so fun. He didn’t like the idea of getting shot. Not enough to stay around if that threat came up.  Paint cans jingled around as he moved from his higher position, listening around for the sounds of the city around him.

Footsteps were what caught his ear, followed by a question. Enough pressure to suggest someone had moved close enough to even touch him.He whipped around, leaping back a few feet and feeling the power flow through him for a moment before quelling it. No, he couldn’t go around blasting anyone that just walked up to him. He felt that voice in the back of his head almost mocking him for the leap to violence.

Eyes narrowed in suspicious slits, keeping his attention on anything strange the guy might do. Looked around his age, though he was always a bad judge of age anyhow. ”That?” he turned to the bright yellows, oranges and blacks painted across the brickwork.

So someone was enjoying his work or it seemed like he was doing that. Hard not to feel a little pride, though these were the kind of streets where he couldn’t afford to take a person lightly. ”It means… a lotta things I guess. Walk around the city and you’ll see these anywhere. Before they get fucked up by the cops anyhow,” He huffed, though the spirit seemed fine with that.

With hands now buried into his jacket pockets he then bore his glare down towards the man before him. ”So who the fuck are you? Actually, ya know you shouldn’t just walk up to someone like that right?”
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