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new york (manhattan) > community > activities

Spare Adult Ticket; Jaguars Baseball Buddy Wanted

yousayyes

I just won two tickets for the game coming up this week. Problem is, I don't have anybody to see it with.

Even though I got them for free, it feels like such a waste to show up all alone when I have an extra on my hands... so I figured I might as well take this as an opportunity to invite someone from online.

Whether you're a fellow die-hard fan who also appreciates this minor league underdog, or you're totally indifferent and just want to shoot the breeze by the bases with somebody willing to cover the cost for the concession stand- get in contact with me and you can hang out in the bleachers for free.

OTA adult muses

sendai (morioh) > community > activities

(ง ಠ/^\ಠ)ง FIGHT ME

handotsukai

meet me behind tonios if u want an asskicking

OTA, likely violence/injury if you actually do meet up with him

"los angeles" > services > creative

📸❤️ Photographer for hire! 📸❤️

lottarazzi

Howdy! The name's Lotta Hart! I'm a freelance photographer, been in the trade for a good couple years. I reckon my rates're around $120/hour- you can try your hand at haggling with me on them, but be warned: I'm a mighty fierce haggler myself and y'all might wind up paying more'n double my base price when I'm done with ya! 💸💸

L.O.L., there I go blabbing about prices without even getting into the deets of what it is you'd be paying for. Alrighty then, I'll have you know that my MAIN area of expertise is in journalistic photography! Of ALL sorts, including, but not limiting to:

crime scene documentation
paranormal photography (the truth is out there!! 🛸👻👽)
celebrity tabloids

As you can see, I am just positively DYING to get a big scoop on my hands! ...but I know big scoops don't come along every day, so I ain't gonna turn down the pay if you wanna hire me for your humdrum little non-haunted wedding or whatever, either. Really, anything you can point a camera at, I'll shoot. So what're you waiting for?! Hit me up!

OTA, likely discussion of death given how every criminal case in Ace Attorney is a murder, as well as ghosts and miscellaneous other cryptids

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[A grimace crosses Okuyasu's face at that question.] Oof, this's always tough to explain... [He attempts to remember the way Keicho described it to him, way back when. Okuyasu figures if his brother managed to find a way to word it so even he could grasp the concept- that's about how he should describe it to Venkman.]

...right, so- think of it like... you got control over a ghost, and you can do cool magic stuff with it- but what kinda stuff it can do depends on the person. If that makes sense.

You askin' 'cause you got one and didn't know that's what it was, or 'cause you're just a normal guy?

I have absolutely no clue what that is, so I guess I'm a normal guy. You can control ghosts? Shit. Didn't realize that was a thing- a cop thought I did that once and tried to book me for it.

[He's already almost forgotten what they're here for.]

Well- they ain't really ghost-ghosts... I saw some real ghosts before, and I can't control them any more than anybody else. ...buuut Stands're magic and can phase through shit and normal guys can't see 'em, so callin' em "ghosts" is close enough? [Fuck, it's really hard to nail this down to somebody who doesn't already get what he's talking about.]

Look, I'm not smart enough t'put it into words right, so maybe I should just show you what mine does.

[At that- with no other warning- Okuyasu's body quickly distorts in one direction like a cartoon smear frame, repelling himself away from Venkman, blinking completely invisible for a second before reappearing about a yard back from where he was first standing.]

[So that's a thing.

Venkman takes a cautious step back, but he appears more curious than concerned.]

I think I understand less than I did before. [thats the jjba experience] Definitely not a real ghost thing, though. Not any I've seen.

What's yours do, exactly?

[He gives a short, frustrated grunt.] Erases stuff. ...all I gotta do is move the right arm like this-... [Okuyasu makes a long vertical swiping motion with his own arm, not his Stand's, to visibly demonstrate the motion to Venkman.] And anything I catch in that zone's just... gone. ...and nothing I get rid of can come back. So most the time I just do it to cut out the distance 'tween me and somethin' else.

...doesn't matter, 'cause I'm not supposed to be usin' it now. [He cranes his neck to the side until the bones crack.] I still gotta knock your face in 'till you can see ghosts.

I mean, I literally can see ghosts. I'd probably really suck at my job if I couldn't.

[His tone is flat, and it's genuinely hard to tell if he's intentionally being obtuse or not.]

[His eyebrows knit together as he tries to think of a comeback.] I- j- y-you- e- [...it'd probably work better if he knew what this guy's job was.]

Shut up! [He settles on belting out right before breaking into a sprint towards Venkman, holding a fully-extended fist out in front of himself like he's a knight rushing into his jousting opponent with a lance.]

[Well- the element of surprise is definitely A Strategy, and the sudden choice to attack counts as such. Deciding to attack while several feet away from his would-be punching victim whilst in full view of him, though- maybe not the best idea. You either gotta go whole hog with the surprise or not at all.

As it is, Venkman easily sidesteps the punch, and reaches out a hand to grab Okuyasu's outstretched forearm. His plan is to see if he can try to flip Okuyasu over using his own momentum, or at least keep the hand restrained if Okuyasu is a bit too grounded to be flipped like a pancake on a frying pan.]

Just tryin' to have a conversation, man!

[His tone is a bit mocking, and it looks like he's trying not to laugh.]

And I'm tryin' to have a fight! [There's a comeback. Great job, you finally did it, kid.]

[Of course, what he also did was clumsily charge in without much in the way of forethought regarding the consequences, as he is wont to do when feeling pressured to act.] Shit-! [He realizes his mistake once he realizes both his feet are off the ground, legs flailing in the air hoping he can somehow twist them enough to swat Venkman with his ankle or something.]

[By virtue of being Peter Venkman, he is not allowed to do anything sort of cool (IE: flipping a human being with one hand) without immediately being punished for it by the universe. Which means Okuyasu manages to smack Venkman in the jaw with one flailing foot. He's startled, of course, and it hurts like hell, but he doesn't loosen his grip- Okuyasu still goes careening towards the ground.

Venkman takes a second to rub at the spot where Okuyasu kicked him, grimacing.]

Y'know, you coulda broken my jaw, and then we'd both be in real trouble. I need that.

[insert "gift of gab" comment here]

[A visible glee crosses Okuyasu's face at how he managed to land a hit on Venkman... albeit, a very short lived glee, considering that the kick has done nothing to stop the oncoming collision.]

[The concrete does little to cushion his landing as his ribs hit the hard ground below. The dry, raspy wheeze he releases after the impact sounds like someone coming up for air after holding their head under water for a solid minute.]

I'm gonna put you in the dirt-

[Okuyasu shifts into position to deliver a below-the-belt donkey kick to Venkman, but it doesn't quite work out given that he still has one hand grasping at his aching side. ...so he just winds up losing his balance when he lifts a leg up, clumsily collapsing under his own weight. He's sucking air through his teeth and whispering curses under his breath, weakly attempting to prop himself back up again for a second attempt, but it's about as likely to succeed as the first.]

Good thing we're fighting near a cemetery.

[Venkman just kinda... Takes a step back (juuuust out of range of any kicks) and watches this whole mess unfold.]

Wow. Thought you woulda been able to put up more of a fight, considering you called me out here. Think you might be the one getting buried tonight, kid.

[His jaw is still throbbing with agony, but he's doing a pretty good job of ignoring it- or, more accurately, not letting Okuyasu see that he's actually hurting. The psychological damage of wheezing pathetically on the ground while your opponent doesn't break a sweat is so much more painful than any physical injury.]

Shut up, shithead. M'not used to fighting Standless. [And needless to say he's remembering how much easier it is to beat people up with an incorporeal guardian spirit that can throw a thousand punches in ten seconds without getting winded because of the whole "incorporeal spirit" thing. The urge to call off the rule of "no Stands", even against a non-Stand user, is really tempting him right now- but he can't allow himself to do it.]

[So instead, he pushes himself up until he's in an upright kneel. And, at that last comment, he barks out a laugh... less "amused", more "incredulous"... and of course, "pained" by the bruising of both his ribs and his ego.] Yeah, right- you're not even kicking me when I'm down, dumbass. And now I'm supposed to buy you having the guts to gimme a family reunion? [He barks, voice cracking and eyes twitching like he's about to cry.]

And I didn't know Stands existed. Guess you've been relying on fancy trick shit like that too much. Don't know how to fight for real anymore.

[The "family reunion" bit gives him pause- that's not really much of a taunt- but Venkman has no reason to really believe Okuyasu means immediate family- so he digs in a little.]

Didn't mean to beat your ass in front of your ancestors. Maybe you oughta've chosen a better venue.

[It's only after he verbally kicks the guy while he's down that Venkman registers the change to Okuyasu's expression- something he is no doubt going to feel real bad about soon.]

[With his hunched, quivering posture, teeth grit taut, and fists clenching the fabric of his jacket like it's Venkman's throat, Okuyasu's body language has the makings of an eruption of pure rage. ...except that, for as much anger as he has in his system, and as much as he wants to project that fury outside of himself right now... the tears finally flowing from his eyes make it pretty evident that what anger he has is being overtaken by... other, messier emotions.]

Didn't think a brother counted as an "ancestor", but sure- what the fuck do I know, anyway!?

[There is not a single physical blow that Okuyasu could have made that would have hit this dumbass anywhere near as hard as the psychological blow just dealt, via the two-fold realization that Venkman just taunted a stranger about his dead brother and that he beat up a teenager and made him cry. Psychological damage, indeed.

Granted, he barely even hit the guy, but that's beside the point.]

Oh, shit. My bad, man, I didn't know. Um- [Oh fuck this is like Kenny all over again but worse because he should've known better this time now that he has "made a twelve year old child run away crying" under his belt-] - please stop crying. I'm sorry.

[Venkman did not realize until this exact moment just how little he knows about the act of comforting a total stranger while they're crying.]

...went into it feeling like shit, s'all on me for being a dumbass- [Digging the base of his thumbs into closed eyes, trying to rub the tears away. This was supposed to be a way to blow off steam. So much for that. The whole thing was a stupid idea anyway.]

-ugh, goddamnit. This sucks. [He groans, dragging his hands down his face. Slouching deeper and curling up into himself like Venkman will just go away and leave him the hell alone if he stops looking at him.]

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