My Sloppy Writing Example (for fun post)

|| I figure people don't know the lengths I can go to write out story and plots. So, here is a bit of a not so well-written one I think/feel. This is to give you a general idea of how /perform/.

|| This was a post/starter for a person who's not around anymore (would love to see that burning dragon's return or was it the other girls from Arknight? I dunno. Sorta forgot. Here goes your memory!), so I figured I'll drop this here.
*This isn't the best writing since I was goofing around and meme a little.
*You can tell I rushed this.
*I was having a bit too much fun.


Golden rays of summer's last days illuminating the blue atmosphere for the millions of lifeforms dwelling below shall feel the last wraith of the afternoon's sun rising towards its peak. The temperature rises, the galactic lightbulb accomplished hovering at the highest peak it shall accomplish today mindlessly as it rotated in space in one spot. A brush of any's palm was welcomed with beads of sweat. For travelers of the city known as Shihano, it can be hectic in areas populated with people.

These streets have been filled with the flocks of mankind drawn to numerous attractions charming them by advertisements inward, aside from their jobs of course. Not another sweaty soul stuck inside of a facility they wished not to be. Cars stuck in traffic; people were geared for the last days of summer weather for their getaway. Resorts, beaches, you name it and bodies were swarming the place.

The booming music from a local cafe echoed almost out of the restaurant for a person was seated alone with a cup in hand to indulge a drink from. "...Baka Mitai." Were this individual's last words a person sung from now the ending music. A touch of the image they've gazed at and sucked in the liquids from the cup. The disgruntle noise as their shoulders slump down. This man dressed in a white suit finally stepped out and left.

"Please come again." A feminine voice bowed in the highest gratitude for them dining in today. Another person slumped over the counter with teary eyes. "I...I can understand his paaaaaaaaain!!" The co-worker sniffles; palm pressed inward to each other. "Now, now. Get back to work. Let's not draw any additional attention upfront. Even yakuza have trouble in their steel hearts." Another worker mentioned disappearing to a table with a tray of food.

"Alright. I'm out. Thanks for the meal like usual guys! You sure know how to whip it upright for me!" A voice exclaimed at a table, then darted off."

-

"---Yeah. And Hanzu, take this necklace." Another conversation like many dozen outside for these people dressed in black suits also in the midst of a discussion. "Just /do/ what's told okay? If you feel so confident about talking back, you will hear from the boss...The boss loves to---"

RRRRHMMMM!!!

Shielding their eyes, a cloud of dust elevated into their optics. Several coughs came, they hunched into the street to check out the person breezing by creating an alarming bundle of horns to sound off. The noise beaconed numerous pairs of eyes to shift, seeing a shaggy black-haired young man riding away. Sorry? No, he wasn't at all for he was savoring the last mouthwatering taste of a sugary sweet in his mouth. Several heart bubbles were not floating from him. "Mmmmmmm~!! I can still taste my favorite snack in my mouth still...! I just..can't control myself! It's always the best part of---"

"Hey! Watch you dumbass! You almost rammed into me you brat! Get off the road!" The dreamy land the boy has fallen into was disturbed by an angry person. Releasing the handlebars of the bike, the guilty teenager was attempting to dismiss the situation. "Sorry! Sorry! I'm..uhmm....it's my first day!" Which in fact was a lie while gesturing his innocent doesn't last too long for..

THUMPH!!

A collision and the victorious winner in the clash of vehicles was the car against a blue scooter bike. "What's that..!? Is that a bird? Is that my lousy neighbor's cat finally getting hit which I cross my fingers hoping for?!" Voices questioned the propelling body that was now sparkling like a star--literary, he was sparkling as he did a star pose into a fourth story window. Shattering glass made a group of shadowy figures hunch defensively. "Did another kid manage to hit the window? We picked a higher floor this time! Grrr...Huh? Hold up...is that..."

A spotlight descended down upon the young teenager who had a makeshift chair only due to crashing directly into a file cabinet backwards. The smoke of the impact was fading away to reveal he's simply sitting comfortably there and seemingly unable to smooth with his legs in front of him. "You must be Hachimon's men. I'm here to free your captive. If you do not surrender her, i'll kick your asses..." What a fierce manly tone he had that rattled the people inside. "HAAAAA----" Amid a powerful shout that made them jump....the boy couldn't get out. The dark shading left his eyes for a nervous chuckle came. "Hey..."

"Get him!" And so this room was booming with a new tune. The beat down of a young man. As for the captive who was standing there in fear of this, her and a few men watched onwards. It became awkward, very awkward. The woman even joined in for the bloody boy to stop resisting. Warmer room now thanks to the breaths panting from their delivery of blows. A bloody teenager hung in the middle of the room seemingly unconscious.

"Damnit....Phew. I think I almost broke my first the number of times I nailed him. To think this was that kid Mishiranu Krirasagi we've been hearing about. In fact, we got nothing to fear. Let's hold him for ransom." A man said as now he turns to the woman who was whipping him. He clears his throat. "You may stop now. We need his face recognizable." This innocent woman shook her head. "...And he was supposed to save me?! Hmph."

Their conversation became friendly. The bad guys and the woman who was just another innocent kidnapped civilian. Footsteps collectively walking away stopped when hearing a dark chuckle. ".....So warn out you guys are...." A flash of emerald blue lightning illuminated the room with blinding light for several seconds. Quick to draw, gunshots echoed through the room and then the sound of bodies dropping down. Crimson blood dropped no longer from the boy, he was now standing up cleansing his face with one of their white rags.

The woman screamed. A hand covers her mouth, then a pair of lips curved into a smirk. "Oi. Oi. Not so loud. We wouldn't want any more of them to---" And just like that, the door bashed open. "What's going on in--"

-

The building blew up in different locations. Out from the smoke of the front entrance was Mishiranu Kirasagi and the woman. "Thanks for---" Before she finished, he was already gone on his bike. He made it back to his two-story building the Odd-Jobs. Adjusting the label of looking for new hires. This was when a familiar like spirit floated beside him. "...Seems like those injuries need tending to.."

"Y-Yeah..." Mishiranu Kirasagi mutters his way into sleep for the next day. Thus, rumors of the chaos spread like fire, Mishiranu Kirasagi was involved again.



|| I didn't review this at all before posting. :)