i. Gamer's Circle [ All right, the game plan was simple enough to follow: stay at the carnival, do his job and wait for the Ringmaster to do good on her word to send him back. Or maybe punch someone until it worked, whichever came first. But for now, he's going with the former, and his job almost seems like it was tailored to him: running a mildly rigged mini basketball booth, where the unsuspecting victim is supposed to make the basket thrice in a row.
The rig? Probably Aomine himself. It's not quite a one-on-one, and he's not really allowed to stand from his seat to get in the way, but given his height and skill, all it takes is a lift of his arm. Not that he's giving out any warnings, of course. ]
Hey, you. [ Comes his bored calling, followed by a ball tossed in the nearest passerby's direction. ] Up for a game? You can win a prize if you're good.
ii. Trying to leaf [ What does one do when lost in a forest filled to the brim with big, weirdass trees? Clearly the answer is to climb said weirdass trees-- or at least that's how it goes for someone with feline instincts. And unlike an actual cat, Aomine won't be easily distracted by shiny glowing fruits or trapped up there waiting for rescue.
Alas, even from his vantage point, there's nothing but green and carnival lights in sight. And, as someone who gets easily 1. bored and 2. pissed off at about the same rate, he's quick to leap off the branch he had been perching himself on.
And if anyone happens to be wandering around his neck of the woods just as a 192cm tall human cat leaps down from the shadows, well. He can only hope they weren't too... startled. ]
Daiki Aomine | Kuroko no Basket | newbie
[ All right, the game plan was simple enough to follow: stay at the carnival, do his job and wait for the Ringmaster to do good on her word to send him back. Or maybe punch someone until it worked, whichever came first. But for now, he's going with the former, and his job almost seems like it was tailored to him: running a mildly rigged mini basketball booth, where the unsuspecting victim is supposed to make the basket thrice in a row.
The rig? Probably Aomine himself. It's not quite a one-on-one, and he's not really allowed to stand from his seat to get in the way, but given his height and skill, all it takes is a lift of his arm. Not that he's giving out any warnings, of course. ]
Hey, you. [ Comes his bored calling, followed by a ball tossed in the nearest passerby's direction. ] Up for a game? You can win a prize if you're good.
ii. Trying to leaf
[ What does one do when lost in a forest filled to the brim with big, weirdass trees? Clearly the answer is to climb said weirdass trees-- or at least that's how it goes for someone with feline instincts. And unlike an actual cat, Aomine won't be easily distracted by shiny glowing fruits or trapped up there waiting for rescue.
Alas, even from his vantage point, there's nothing but green and carnival lights in sight. And, as someone who gets easily 1. bored and 2. pissed off at about the same rate, he's quick to leap off the branch he had been perching himself on.
And if anyone happens to be wandering around his neck of the woods just as a 192cm tall human cat leaps down from the shadows, well. He can only hope they weren't too... startled. ]
iii. Wild card
[ Choose your own scenario!]