pianosongs: (Default)
How's My Driving?
Perfect pitch? Off key? You tell me!
anon::on || unscreened

contact info under cut )
pianosongs: (dangerous eyes)


"You've reached the voicemail of Masato Hijirikawa. I'm sorry I was unable to answer.
Please leave your contact information and I'll return the call as soon as possible."


[text ♩ voice ♪ video ♫ action]
pianosongs: (unsure....)
Masato Hijirikawa
yamato nadeshiko



Age: 18
Canon: Uta no Prince-sama - End of Maji Love 2000%

how do you solve a problem like Masato? )
pianosongs: (unsure....)
In which Masato and Mitsuki realize there is a problem... )


[It's then that Masato turns on his gear, an overly-serious expression on his face. Not that he doesn't normally look serious, but he actually seems somewhat troubled. Not at all bothered by the fact that strange pokemon have been raining from the sky or other strange nonsense, no. This is far more serious.]

Ah... It seems like two of our friends have gone missing. Ren Jinguji, and his fiance, Utau Hoshina. The two were in Goldenrod as of late, and...

[He sighs, eyes shutting for a moment.]

This may be futile, as... a few of their pokemon have landed in our boxes, but... I figured it was worth asking.

Thank you.
pianosongs: (whispers in the dark)
[Masato appears in the post, looking as calm as ever. Definitely not the happiest camper, but he's got a newfound determination.

...and a very eager Karrablast sitting on his shoulder who, thankfully, isn't drooling on him today.
]

...If one was to begin a journey to collect badges... Would you advise starting at Pallet Town or New Bark Town? I've done research on both, and... well, I'm actually a bit of a distance from either.

[He takes a deep breath.]

Although it's been over a year... I think it may be time for me to begin a quest of my own here. To find my meaning in this world.

...It'll at least give me something to do, wouldn't it?

[And with that, he glances away. A look of longing gently drifts onto his face, and he quietly turns the gear off. He's been thinking, long and hard about this. He's spent too much time being dependent on others. It was time to be stronger, for himself.]

[[Private to Ren Jinguji and Utau Hoshina]]

I'm sorry to have left so suddenly. Parting, however sorrowful, is sometimes necessary. At least for a short while.

I'll find you both again when I have a few badges in my collection.
pianosongs: (Default)
[So there's Masato. Standing tall, a little upset, and...



...in a flowing white dress with a delicate pink sweater. And small heels. He's not even sure why he's in this, but he... can't take it off.
]

Ah...

I... am not quite certain what has happened here, but... [He sighs.] If anyone is willing to assist with finding a pair of pants, it would be greatly appreciated.
pianosongs: (whispers in the dark)
[Masato comes on looking as business as usual, although it seems ridiculously forced. He's in Celadon again, sitting inside the PokeMart.]

...It seems Mitsuki Kooyama has returned to her world. To those who knew her, I apologize for delivering such news.

[He takes a breath, and actually shuts his eyes for a moment; he almost got teary for a moment. Not even a minute later, he's back to his stony composure.]

...Killua Zoldyck, and Jinguji: she's left letters for you both. We can work on an arrangement for you both to receive them... Well. [Not so sure bout you, Jinguji.]

I... think that's it. So soon after the departure of Natsuki Shinomiya, I... guess I'm on my own for now.
pianosongs: (I have a secret)
[And here is Masato, standing in the room of a Mart in his apron. Some things are just plaguing his mind, so he decided to finally ask for advice: and completely lock the post from a certain someone.]

Ah... I had a question. For those who tend to celebrate the holidays...

Where I'm from, in Japan... it's more customary for women to give gifts to men. But I've heard things about other cultures where men give gifts to women on this day regardless.

[he swallows. Just asking is a little unnerving, even if it's locked from her.]

...would that be an... appropriate way to express affection? And if so... what's a good gift?

[Yes. He's asking if he can give his girlfriend a Valentine's day present.]
pianosongs: (trying to brood here)

Holiday Sale - Knitted Accessories


If you'd like, I am offering knitted winter accessories this holiday season. Hats, scarves, mittens, wing sleeves - whatever you would like in an assortment of colors. For both Pokémon and trainers alike.

Cost: P500, to cover materials.

Free delivery to wherever you'd like them to go.

Deadline: 31/12.


[To his nearby friends... that hat only lasted ten minutes after this photo before it was acid-sneezed on and promptly consumed by the Karrablast. Feel free to find him in his inn room, arranging his new yarn stash.]
pianosongs: (why are you touching there)
[The gear clatters on the moment Masato gasps aloud, hand shooting out and... accidentally launching launching the gear clear across his hotel room. There's heavy breathing, along with a panicked squeak from the Deerling that had been sitting over there. She taps her nose curiously at the gear once before just crossing the room, moving over to where Masato is slowly sitting up.

Even through the darkness, his moves are rather erratic and panicked, and he just reaches over, pulling the blanket a little closer. With a sigh, he bows his head and just takes a few deep breaths. The pokémon hurries to his side, and he actually takes a good minute or two of just watching her before he gingerly reaches out to rub her ears.
]

Another one... I apologize for spooking you, Sonata.

[As he leans over, he notices the blink of the gear in the corner and just sighs. Moving back from the pokémon, he climbs out of bed and approaches it, purposefully aiming it at the floor as he turns the transmission off. You saw nothing.]
pianosongs: (frowning moepants)
[Once the gear is on, Masato gives the camera a small bow.]

I've... been requested to sing another song. An... original work, written by a member of my musical group of STARISH.

[And with that, there's a very, very dark look sent off camera before he just clears his throat and hits play. All of a sudden, an oldies style pop song begins to play. Then, on cue, Masato starts to sing.]

Ooh, We're on a battleground...
You know the rules and so do I
A full-fledged battle's what I'm thinking of
You won't get this training from any other guy.


[By the way his head rocks a little to the song, he's keeping the beat rather well, but he doesn't look particularly enthusiastic with this performance. However, he seems to be taking this ridiculously seriously and has put his heart into singing this to the best of his ability.]

cut for lyrics )
pianosongs: (whispers in the dark)
[There's a moment of silence from the get-go, but Masato quietly begins to speak, the emotionless tone evidently forced. It still takes him a minute or so to gain the courage to ask this next question.]

...Is anyone skilled in basic first aid available to answer a few questions regarding... broken bones? Or fractures? It's a little urgent but...

[There's another pause. He's struggling a little, but just takes a deep breath. He's a man; real men can handle this.]

Nothing life-threatening. I'd appreciate whatever assistance offered. Thank you.
pianosongs: (taken aback)
[Masato is just staring at the chaos going on around him. It's... strange, to know that there are so many people, especially when the city only looked a third of the way populated last night.

He also has a giant, five-foot-tall of melon bread. He's not sure where it came from, but he and his Karrablast are definitely just seated on a nearby bench, slowly working his way through this thing.
]

...I can only imagine that I've fallen into some sort of disorienting dream. If that's the case, then I see no use in complaining.

[Yeah. Because melon bread. Want some?]



[OOC: TAGS WILL COME SUNDAY EVENING OR LATER.]
pianosongs: (disappointed with life)
[When the screen turns on, it's to a very somber and serious-looking Masato. Not to say he doesn't ALWAYS look serious, but... well, it's more serious than usual.]

I... wanted to apologize to anyone I may have encountered while... incapacitated, at the prom this past weekend. I'm sure I wasn't the only one, but I deeply regret having behaved as I did, and for anyone I may have burdened or bothered, as I...

I don't quite... remember... what happened.

[He bows his head to the gear, then reaches over to turn it off. But before his hand can reach for the off switch, there's a sudden crash behind him. Masato tries to hurry and turn it off but just abandons it on the chair, where it's propped at just an angle to see his hotel room, and more specifically, the little egg in a light green cloth... egg-cosy of sorts? Along with various scraps of fabric and a small sewing kit with threads and pin cushion scattered on the floor.]

--Ah! The egg!

[His Karrablast is standing there, looking a little startled and entertained by his own mess. Masato just hurries over to scoop up the egg, examining it for any cracks. But it seems like it was just a gentle fall. There's an audible sigh of relief before Masato just picks it up, deciding to carry it back over to the couch with him... Only to notice that his gear never turned off. Then, deciding to just pretend none of this happened, he closes it completely to properly end the termination. You didn't see sewing stuff okay.]
pianosongs: (running my fingers all over your...piano)
[There's some sort of cheesy 90s-esque pop instrumental playing in the background when the post begins. As lights turn on, giving the room a theatre-like glow, Masato smiles. He's dressed in a very classy black blazer, looking rather flushed (sickness? embarrassment?) and holding what seems to be some sort of... candy bar?]

It's pretty amazing how such a small treat can have such marvelous effects. You all love your pokémon, don't you? Why not treat them to something special?

Whether they've helped you win another gym badge or just kept your feet warm in the bitter freeze of winter, why not show them how much you care?

With a RageCandyBar!

[He holds the bar out rather quickly, and for a moment, his face pales. He takes a second and just gives the gear a more sensual expression.]

Show them you love them this Valentine's day.

[And then he just holds this expression, rather awkwardly, as a posterboard appears at the bottom of the screen.

'AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE
OUTSIDE GOLDENROD MART
ONLY P10000!!
LOOK FOR THIS GIRLY BOY
'

Then finally the gear moves downward, and Masato relaxes, grimacing. It just shows his feet and a little Karrablast drooling onto the sign as he carries it away. Masato coughs softly, and two or three voices erupt into laughter right as the gear clicks off.]


[Ooc: This, ladies and gentlefolk, is why you don't let the locals convince you to make a low-budget commercial. (At least he got paid for this.) He'll be responding to the network now, or you can catch him outside the PokéMart with a basket full of the overpriced candy or in the base being miserable about having done this.]
pianosongs: (miserable)
[Unhappy Masato is unhappy. Then again, so would you be if you have someone over here telling you to be evil. He's frowning with displeasure at the gear, the look in his eyes pretty much showing that he wants to say something but is refraining from it.]

...So I've... been told I'm here until further notice.

[His frown deepens.] I'm... quite suspicious that this may be the work of Principal Saotome, but even he does not seem to be capable of such a... ridiculous scheme.

Actually, I stand corrected. While he does seem quite capable of a kidnapping and organization plot, he doesn't strike me as one who is capable of creating these... creatures.

[And with that, he turns his gear to the little Karrablast sitting on the floor. It's currently holding a black cap, gnawing on the brim every once in a while. He turns the gear back to himself.]

It's... Am I truly responsible for this during my stay here? Hopefully it's brief. If anyone has any further information regarding this place, it would be most appreciated.
pianosongs: (snow sulking)
Character
Name: Masato Hijirikawa
Series: Uta no Prince-sama: Maji Love 1000%
Timeline: middle of episode 10

Pokémon Information
Affiliation: Team Rocket
Starter: Karrablast

knocking on the mind )
pianosongs: (Default)


"You've reached the voicemail of Masato Hijirikawa. I'm sorry I was unable to answer.
Please leave your contact information and I'll return the call as soon as possible."
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