( So, you know, this sand kind of sucks? The heat isn't helping, and it turns out that maybe Yamazaki was onto something with those exhibitionists clothes of his, because for all that Heisukes cover up this haori is starting to feel more like a death sentence than a uniform. Then he hasn't seen a familiar face for miles and — you know what, he could go on... There is, however, one light to this place. Sort of. Or well, it certainly seems to shine under the sunlight, anyway.
To be honest, Heisuke has never used a car. He's never really even seen a car. Being from the late Edo period of Japan isn't helping him here, but it's sure not gonna Stop him when he decides anything is better than trudging along like this. He figures out the important stuff pretty quick, too. )
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
( Unfortunately, the important stuff doesn't mean brakes. That's definitely smushed worms on the front of his car too, so since he's coming right towards you, you might want to look out! )
> PHASE IV:
( He's just leading a very unfortunate life right now.
Considering those worms and all, Heisuke wished for the obvious thing — water. Except, the exact opposite of the cool refreshing water is already kind of everywhere in this hot and dry place. It couldn't possibly get worse, right? ...Right?
Or maybe it could. That sucks, especially if you happen to be anywhere near him when this wish is made. Obviously what everybody here needs is even MORE sand, after all! Heisuke, for one, is not having any of this. He's ready to run the moment he sees more of it piling up, and he's honestly able to keep up the pace just well enough that his feet don't sink in far enough to figure out that this may just be quicksand. On the off chance that he catches someone else nearby or in his path as he runs from this sandy tidal wave, he doesn't waste any time in either grabbing their wrists to pull, or just plain shouting out his warning.]
heisuke toudou ＊ wasurenagusa
( So, you know, this sand kind of sucks? The heat isn't helping, and it turns out that maybe Yamazaki was onto something with those exhibitionists clothes of his, because for all that Heisukes cover up this haori is starting to feel more like a death sentence than a uniform. Then he hasn't seen a familiar face for miles and — you know what, he could go on... There is, however, one light to this place. Sort of. Or well, it certainly seems to shine under the sunlight, anyway.
To be honest, Heisuke has never used a car. He's never really even seen a car. Being from the late Edo period of Japan isn't helping him here, but it's sure not gonna Stop him when he decides anything is better than trudging along like this. He figures out the important stuff pretty quick, too. )
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
( Unfortunately, the important stuff doesn't mean brakes. That's definitely smushed worms on the front of his car too, so since he's coming right towards you, you might want to look out! )
> PHASE IV:
( He's just leading a very unfortunate life right now.
Considering those worms and all, Heisuke wished for the obvious thing — water. Except, the exact opposite of the cool refreshing water is already kind of everywhere in this hot and dry place. It couldn't possibly get worse, right? ...Right?
Or maybe it could. That sucks, especially if you happen to be anywhere near him when this wish is made. Obviously what everybody here needs is even MORE sand, after all! Heisuke, for one, is not having any of this. He's ready to run the moment he sees more of it piling up, and he's honestly able to keep up the pace just well enough that his feet don't sink in far enough to figure out that this may just be quicksand. On the off chance that he catches someone else nearby or in his path as he runs from this sandy tidal wave, he doesn't waste any time in either grabbing their wrists to pull, or just plain shouting out his warning.]
Run!!
> WILDCARD:
( Super open to any other ideas!! Hit me! )