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[glitterpants]

<sub>[ Ending up on a space craft without as much explanation as Karamatsu would have liked (you'll find out quickly he's a wordy one) has undoubtedly sent this (1) NEET into a low-key, anxious fit. His personality and character type isn't fit for a place like this— he has had a hard enough time making a life of his own on Earth, how the hell is he supposed to survive here?
It's a fear that after awhile, he's trying to keep hidden. Nobody can know about it.

It's finally time for him to make his debut to everyone.

He's posed, looking as if he's been practicing (he has) for this moment. He's wearing sunglasses in his quarters, leaning most of his weight on his elbow against the wall and his other hand is on his hip. His communicator is feeding from a distance off, as if it is set on something.
The lighting is dramatic— the composition was impeccable. It was almost as if he was recording himself for a movie picture.

Then, without warning, he begins shitprosing: ]</sub>

Heh.
So divine Fate has brought us all together, hasn't it? It is no problem, as we cannot change the course it has predestined for us. It is for the better that we make the best of it— to love one another with the highest purity— to work together and be cooperative.
I know we can do it. I believe in you.
_{[ He takes a moment to pull out a comb and slick part of his hair back. ]}

My name is Matsuno Karamatsu. I am the second eldest in a litter of sextuplets. I am looking for my beloved, long-lost and long-separated brothers: Osomatsu, Choromatsu, Ichimatsu, Jyushimatsu and Todomatsu, as Mommy would be worried sick to find us all missing but also not all together, either. They should not be hard to fine, ah, as they are all blessed with my handsome face. If you should see one of them, please let them know their dear brother is looking for them.

As for my skills to assist the the best of my ability, I have provided a list for you. I do hope I can do whatever I can for you all as I care for your well-being and our operations at hand! Hmph— I hope you are dazzled and impressed.

_{[ there's a text message following soon after: ]}

MATSUNO KARAMATSU'S SKILLS:
1. MUSICALLY TALENTED: ACOUSTIC GUITAR.
2. DESIGNER: PERFECT FASHION.
3. PROFESSIONAL POETRY.
4. FLOWER ARRANGING.
5. DOOR-OPENER (ALSO DOOR-STOPPER.)
6. GRAVITY CHECKER (FALLING OFF THE ROOF.)
7. TOILER PAPER RE-PLACER.
8. LULLABY SINGER.
9. LOYAL FRIENDSHIPPER.
10. ACTING.
11. CAN CURL TONGUE.
12. CAN DO THE SPLITS.

_{[ as you can see, he's .... really..... struggling to find what he's good at and how he can help since he's a loser, but maybe if he puts a bunch of stuff down, people will think he is awesome. ]}

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[remainingtwin]

[She nods, looking a bit distant a moment.] My sister isn't here. [Won't ever be here she assumes. The grief is still a little too raw, but Karamatsu at least can understand it partially, even if she's pretty sure his siblings are at least all alive.]

It's a little... lonely. [To say the least.] It's like you're missing a limb, yeah?

--But, even though I haven't seen your siblings, it doesn't mean they won't show up later. New people are arriving all the time.

[glitterpants]

_{[ yeah, that's right! ]}

That is true. Though I'm not sure if I would wish something like this upon my dear brothers.
_{[ even if they treat him like shit. ]}

They have their own lives.. back at home, now. I wonder if they miss me.
_{[ He knows they don't. ]}

[remainingtwin]

You want them here, but you don't want them to have to deal with this kind of thing either. [She gets that too.

She blinks in surprise and her brow furrows sightly in confusion] Of course they do. They're your twins, aren't they? Like I said, losing a twin is like losing a limb. Just because you have a lot of them doesn't mean you're not going to miss when one disappears. [Come on man!! Chin up!!]

[glitterpants]

_{[ lmaaaaao.. if only she knew. ]}
Heh. I guess you're right.
_{[ he says this but.. when your own siblings don't even care that you got put in danger, it kind of hangs with you for awhile. ]}

That is how you feel about your sister, but... men can be different.

[remainingtwin]

[Mio can't help but roll her eyes. Men!!]

Why do guys always have to make things complicated...? [WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS]

[glitterpants]

_{[ His fingers splay dramatically over his chest.
#BUTNOTALLMEN. ]}

A-ah, I feel as if I am missing all of my organs— the very things that brings me life— being separated by my brothers!
But I am not certain if they feel similar.

Through the years, they all adopted a habit of harshly ignoring my existence. I'm not sure why.
_{[ He does. It's because he's embarrassing. ]}

[remainingtwin]

[. . .

After a display like that, she can maybe understand why. But she looks like she's fighting a smile, struggling not to just outright laugh at him]

Maybe they just hide it better. Men sometimes don't like to show their emotions and all, right? Something something 'being manly'...

[glitterpants]

That's true. They do like being manly.
But.. for a majority of our lives? Ah, they've hid it very well..! It all would make sense though!
_{[ poor guy.. ]}

[remainingtwin]

[...Should she feel bad? She feels a little bad.]

...Yeah, maybe. [But maybe she's giving him some hope or. something. God. She needs a subject change.]

I'm Amakura Mio, by the way. I work at the newspaper here-- a photographer. You said your name''s Karamatsu, right? Where are you working?

[glitterpants]

_{[ Good thinking, Mio. Smart choice. An easy distraction is to focus the conversation back on Karamatsu. Excellent. ]}

Oh, you're correct! Karamatsu is my name.. I am working as an entertainer— a beat poet— at Bean Grinding All Night.
As you probably know, it's an important duty.
_{[ ??? ]}

[remainingtwin]

[Her eyebrows raise, because... no she has no idea.]

What does a beat poet do? [She assumes something with reciting poetry. That'd make sense, at least??] Are you good with poetry?

[His little list of shit he can do includes "professional poetry" but what does that mean.]

[glitterpants]

I entertain others... with my presence and charisma! I recite poetry to them while they drink their coffee.
_{[ yeah it sounds.. REAL IMPORTANT.. ]}

Of course I am. Shall I recite some for you?

[remainingtwin]

[Well. That doesn't sound so bad. Maybe he doesn't even write his own poems, though Mio can't really think something like that-- for all she knows, he's an amazing poet. She probably shouldn't judge him already.

Probably.]

...Sure, why not. Who else cans a they get a private poetry show from a beat poet? [She doesn't mean it seriously, because probably a lot of people could say that but WHATEVER.

She's going to regret this, isn't she.]

[glitterpants]

_{[ He's always happy to do stuff like this for people. So, he clears his throat, looking as if he is concentrating. He has poems for everything! But of course he's going to recite a love one: ]}

When my dreams have ended,
And all my troubles arise,
Something pure that I see,
Whispers truth; overpowers these lies,

The beauty in your eyes,
Sparkle so bright,
The words you speak, so kind,
In this darkness, gives me light,

I'll protect you,
My lady, such class,
I'll use my hand wipe your—

Tears—

Kiss me now,
Say no more,
You're the one,
That I adore~

_{[ oh... ]}

[remainingtwin]

[...Huh.]

That's... not bad, actually. [Except for that weird part about wiping tears but she'll ignore that, thanks.]

Where's it from?

[glitterpants]

Heh. I wrote it.
For somebody that I know back home.
_{[ He looks.. super proud about it all. ]}

[remainingtwin]

A girlfriend?

[That seems like the sort of poem you'd send a girlfriend, ri...ght..??]

[glitterpants]

_{[ Almost. ]}
Ah, well.. to her, she probably is not but..
She is my girlfriend... in my heart.
_{[ ???
just thinking of Totoko-chan makes him sad. ]}