🎧 homophonic | pcs | lee rang

[silicone]

i go to funeral homes on purpose, too.

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wknd 0, saturday

[silicone]

[ rolling a sad gutter ball to some oontz oontz oontz and just throwing his hands up in the air. ]

Bowling shouldn't be that hard.

[ a tiny white stoat just squeaks sadly at him. ]

[foxicide]

[oontz oontz oontz clap clap clap as rang applauds the gutter ball]

Maybe it's the player and not the game?

[he waves hi to eiden's cute stoat]

Especially if it's your first time.

[silicone]

[ thanks his gutter ball was so finessed. ]

It's been a while since I did anything like bowling. It's definitely me.

[ topper just chirps briefly at the wave and skitters to try and climb up eiden's leg to hand around his shoulders. ]

Are you any better at it?

week 0, monday

[foxicide]

[Rang is currently loitering under the Single Tree in this park, one hand placed on the trunk as he just Casually Lounges, as all foxes do.

His eyes track the movements of everyone else passing by, and for once -- is silent. at least, until Eiden comes by to presumably join him? Or walk by? Either way, Rang frowns as he draws nearer --]

I was here first.

[this is his tree eiden >:(!!! get your own >:(!!!!]

[silicone]

[ rly it was to sit at the roots and draw, but if he's gonna be like this... ]

There's only one tree, Rang, you have to share.

[ he has a little ikea pencil over his ear and some receipt paper with some indiscernible drawings on it. topper is already climbing the tree while these numbnuts waste their own breath. ]

Mr. BDSM? What a name.

[foxicide]

[NOOO Rang clicks his tongue,]

Don't start.

[a beat, then he attempts a snatch -- moving close to swipe the pencil, and since it's touch week his fingers graze Eiden's ear]

week 0, saturday

[foxicide]

[hi eiden, rang will wave like they're not emotionally exhausted from the previous 9 hours. he seems as unruffled as ever, though he's still wearing his dirty coat.]

That was close.

[for him? for everyone??? maybe all of the above]

[silicone]

[ hi rang. he looks at his dirty coat, but... doesn't comment just yet. ]

Yeah. Don't think anyone wanted to think about having to vote to "erase" someone.

[ huffing a little bit ]

Acting out doesn't help. Don't make trouble for your team.

[foxicide]

[hmmm]

Is it really acting out if I was just presenting options?

week 1, monday

[foxicide]

[i was gonna put them in church so they can find god but this idea is funnier,

a gondola will slowly pass by and coast to a stop near the canal. rang is seated on it, shades on, lounging on it like one of those french girls.


he lifts his shades to look at Eiden,]

Feel free to join me, if you like.

go to church

[silicone]

—Rang?

[ as he sees rang lift up his shades, he glances at the gondola and carefully climbs on because it's going slow enough... as he kind of tries to balance himself he laughs a little. ]

Hey. Nice ride.

that's (affectionate) right

[foxicide]

[rang will keep his feet on the seat in front of him because he's rude, but he slides to the left and like

gestures at the empty space next to him like this is safe and a good option,]

I like it better than a blimp. At least this way I can push people out when they annoy me, you know?

week 1, friday

[foxicide]

[Rang is seated at a park bench in the park, his gaze is afar -- focused on something in the distance. as eiden passes by, he speaks up]

If you're gonna die, then at least do it properly.

[silicone]

[ hahaha god he just. drops himself down on the bench without even asking, hunched over a little. muttering: ]

What "properly"?

[foxicide]

You felt it this week, didn't you?

[please elaborate rang]

Who are you connected to?

wk 1, sunday

[silicone]

[ where the hell is this fox. where is here. eiden is going to find him wherever he is, hands shoved into his pockets. when he does, wherever this rat is (besides a warehouse) he will just beeline it to him. ]

Hey. You see someone to heal you yet?

[ considering y'all just fuckin went at it in the jonasseum. there's quiet concern in his voice as he kind of clenches fingers into his palms in his jacket now. ]

[foxicide]

[IT'S FINE HE'S OUTSIDE SOMEWHERE (spins wheel) lake bc eiden missed out on rang standing at the lake like a freak on saturday,

he turns to look at eiden as he approaches, there is a faint scar visible on his neck]

I healed myself.

[because of course rang wouldn't ask, even while bloodied and faint, because he is That Way]

week 2, tuesday

[foxicide]

[fcking LAUGHS IN BITES

anyway maybe eiden is having a nice meal at top pate, because rang slides into the seat across from him like he was meant to be there. his weird ass emotions overfloweth, in that he feels a lot like a cat that's just seen a cute mouse, layered over an ever-present sense of boredom and general apathy. normal emotions an immortal would have,]

Do you need help?

[with... WHAT]

[silicone]

[ he is having a nice meal at top pate, it's mostly just him pushing around some food on a plate, though. so like. the having part is /wobbles hand. it doesn't look like it's been touched much. when rang slides into the booth, there's a little taut string of...

curiosity? there is no fear here. ]

With... what exactly? You wanna finish for me?

[ he points at the plate with his fork. ]

w2, friday after dana's inevitable betrayal of us

[silicone]

[ eiden leaves him on read in public and texts him privately, telling him where he is - which is deep inside the jungle of numerous ikea displays. his eyes are currently sweating a lot, and by sweating, i mean crying, but the minute he hears footsteps, he will quickly push his hands into his eyes.

very small as he glances out of the side of his eye at rang. ]

Hi. What's up.

I KNOW IM GONNA GOOFERIZE HER

[foxicide]

[OUR EIDEN

ikea is a large place but rang is pulled towards eiden by the emotions, emotions he thinks eiden of all people would feel. and not so different from his, if he wasn't keeping it all locked up as tight as possible, a hum of tension throughout]

I spoke to Fei Du and Kazuki. I assume you all saw the same thing.

week 2, saturday

[foxicide]

[well!! that happened!!!! rang is watching the sweet theory members depart, his eyes are on libby the entire time as eli takes her wherever she needs to go,

the vibe here is. unfortunately. very bloodthirsty, and murderous]

[silicone]

[ yeah that sure fucking happened. eiden is just here watching libby leave and he is just.

silently overwhelmed. he gazes downwards for a moment before he balls up his fists tightly. ]

Rang...

[ the bloodthirstiness. he shivers a little, it's a weird feeling to have reflecting onto him. he just shakes his head. he's only just a very deep, dark confusion and frustration, a slowly mounting anger himself. ]

Rang, hey. Come on. [ he touches his arm. ] Let's get out of here...

w7, monday (HAPPY 200)

[silicone]

[ focusing on his pin while sitting in a pile of wildflowers by a tree. ]

Hey, ring ring. Rang, you there?

HAPPY 200!!!!!

[foxicide]

[rang appears!! for the sake of hilarity he's in the middle of pulling on his sweater so eiden will get to see abdomen... with a side dish of scar stretching across it,

he pulls down the sweater]

Wow. That's some timing. [hi eiden]