A simple job...[Mission]
Nov 14, 2012 17:05:49 GMT -7
Post by dubcheck on Nov 14, 2012 17:05:49 GMT -7
Daichi would travel off on the road in earth country which would take him to the country of bird. He had been given directions in which to head, but had no general map and so he sort of just headed out westward. He wore his usual garb: Black hoody, red muscle vest over it, belt, charcoal pants with black bandaged greaves and black ninja boots. He wore his but bag at the left butt cheek and wore his sword at the small of his back horizontally. He had a melody arm on his right hand, and his headband on his forehead. His necklace with the black diamond was worn as well. IN his butt bag where all his secondary items. He also carried his rogue acoustic guitar on his back by a shoulder strap. Under his left arm was tucked a wooden polished box that was wrapped in some cloth which had a seal on it that would keep the package held secure.
As Daichi walked he would take out a bag of sun flower seed's and pop some in his mouth, then he'd grab his guitar and begin playing a nice song to help him pass time on the road. As he walked he would begin to groove while he played his song, bobbing his head while striking the strings with a beutiful display of finger dexterity and an ease of hand trasition that made this look easy. The vibrant sound of the acoustic body out here in the wide quiet open would sound very loud and clear, able to be heard by anyone clearly from about 50 meter's around.
He would slightly twirl around and walk backwards while playing as his mind began to get into the soul of the song, his face contorting into what seemed like pains of soulful enjoyment, his mind lost in ecstacy as his bangs began to fall over his face as he swayed in time to the beat of this song. A smile would cross his face after he passed the first section of freestyle and returned to the chorus. He began to sing, using his mental reflex to put together sensable rhyming into words off the top of his head...
"...My name is Daichi...And Im just a kid yeah yeah...I live at home, the village of stone ohohoh, I got a box, but it's not for meeee, taken it to...someone in bird countryyyy!!!"
And so the kid was completely lost in the rapt music of his instrument, jamming out with a lack of conscious appeal for the ambience around him.
As Daichi walked he would take out a bag of sun flower seed's and pop some in his mouth, then he'd grab his guitar and begin playing a nice song to help him pass time on the road. As he walked he would begin to groove while he played his song, bobbing his head while striking the strings with a beutiful display of finger dexterity and an ease of hand trasition that made this look easy. The vibrant sound of the acoustic body out here in the wide quiet open would sound very loud and clear, able to be heard by anyone clearly from about 50 meter's around.
He would slightly twirl around and walk backwards while playing as his mind began to get into the soul of the song, his face contorting into what seemed like pains of soulful enjoyment, his mind lost in ecstacy as his bangs began to fall over his face as he swayed in time to the beat of this song. A smile would cross his face after he passed the first section of freestyle and returned to the chorus. He began to sing, using his mental reflex to put together sensable rhyming into words off the top of his head...
"...My name is Daichi...And Im just a kid yeah yeah...I live at home, the village of stone ohohoh, I got a box, but it's not for meeee, taken it to...someone in bird countryyyy!!!"
And so the kid was completely lost in the rapt music of his instrument, jamming out with a lack of conscious appeal for the ambience around him.
[Travel to bird country pleas. Random encounter would be appreciated!]