[noicle] exchange [omegle 02072016]
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You both like dramatical murder, noicle, and dmmd.
You: Wowza, I didn't expect to find a NoiCle shipper.
You: Are you up for an RP?
You: Any plot ideas? Canonverse or AU?
Stranger: I'd say I enjoy high school AUs
Stranger: With Noiz being the exchange student and all.
You: I'm down with that! o0o Would you rather be Noiz or Clear?
Stranger: I'd like to be Clear if you don't mind!
You: Yay, I'm better at Noiz tbh, so I'm glad. Should I start or you?
Stranger: Aha, that's good! Could you? Also, if it disconnects, I'm sorry but my internet acts up sometimes.
You: Oh, my email is ****@hotmail.com, tumblr is magnificientfailwrites, and skype is **** if we do disconnect then. ovo
You: ((i have other social sites if none of those work. :"D ))
You: (( wait is noiz a live-in exchange student or like...????))
Stranger: (Oh great! Thanks! I'll email you in that case! I'm ****@onet.pl )
You: (( all righty. ovo is he living with clear? ))
Stranger: ((That would give them more time to bond so yes :>))
You: (( huzzah ill shut up and start writing now. feel free to tell me if its shit and ill attempt to rewrite it. ))
Stranger: ((It's okay! I'll probably ask questions further on as well! ))
You: Noiz waited at the airport expectantly, surveying the surroundings of Midorijima. The climate was something to adjust to, and he tugged a bit at the lucky hat he always wore no matter the weather looking for his host family. He stood out like a sore thumb with his albino features, but at least the fashion sense here was to his standards. He waited, toying with the tongue piercing as he stood next to his suitcases. The only reason he was here was because his parents wanted rid of him, and the best way to do that without disgracing his family even further was being shipped off to an entirely different country.
Stranger: ((Oh, should Clear wear his mask? You don't need to rewrite btw, it's great!))
You: (( thanks. gug and if he wants. i can see clear being ridiculous in any au and still writing the mask. ))
Taking German classes was something Clear found quite useful. He was pretty good as well and it made his grandpa really proud. And since his German was really advanced, the teacher offered him to take in and exchange student from Europe. He was very much excited and happy, especially that hid grandpa didn't seem to mind taking in another person in. After the formalities were done, Clear made room in his bedroom for another guest. Their house was small, but still warm and cosy. Clear fortunately had room to move a second bed in as the older man assured him he was fine with a futon. And so, after a small redecorating of the house, it was ready. The day has come and he white haired man anxiously rubbed at his mask as they drove to the airport. Clear was the one to run around to find the German boy. It wasn't that hard, fortunately. He walked up to the blonde man, finding his features quite fascinating and beautiful. He cleared his throat, "Are you perhaps Noiz-san?" he asked cheerfully, just to be sure.
You: Noiz looked over at the man he was facing and stared at the ridiculous gas mask that made him think that he was going to have to hide from some sort of oncoming bombing. "Yeah, are you Clear?" he asked a bit taken aback, but he guessed he had seen stranger things on the internet. He probably should have done a little more research on his host family to be safe, but honestly, what could be worse than being at home? His accent was thick wrapping around the Japanese syllables. The most he had spoken was just on the rare phone calls with the administration of the exchange program and the even rarer conversation with Clear after he found out he would be living with him.
Stranger: Clear knew that strangers didn't really react all that well when they first meet him so he patiently waited until the other recovered from shock. Thankfully, it didn't take long and Noiz didn't throw in any comments yet. "Yes, that's me!" he grinned, even though the blonde couldn't see it, "Welcome to Midorijima!" he exclaimed happily, "Your Japanese is really nice," he complimented as he moved to take a part of Noiz's suitcases, "Grandpa is waiting for us so let's go, I hope you'll enjoy your stay here!" he hummed as he walked ahead, looking back to check if the other was following him.
You: "Does everyone in Midorijima wear a gas mask?" he asked taking his other suitcases as he followed after Clear, trying to adjust to the mask. He was glad that it seemed his Japanese was good enough for him to understand. Being unable to communicate much with the outside world always made him uncomfortable with speaking. This guy was astoundingly bubbly. It was a little hard to wrap his mind around. His entire family was proper and stern, and he was rarely confronted with any form of expression. "How far is your place from here?" he asked as he pulled out his customised PDA to look up their geo location before even finishing with his question.
Stranger: "No, that's just me," Clear answered, even though it brought his mood a little down, he still decided to be in high spirits. He could do at least that much for someone who was in a foreign country, probably for the first time. He walked with Noiz for a while in silence until the boy spoke again. He hummed in thought, "It's around forty minutes. We live a bit outside the town so we'll be taking a bus to school, hope you don't mind," he answered, keeping his tone polite and cheerful, "We'll be passing by many interesting things so I'll be sure to tell you what is what!" he assured just as they reached the car. It was an older model as well and a man was waiting for them. "Noiz-san, this is my grandpa!"
You: Noiz did not seem to notice the slight change in mood, more focused on absorbing and analysing everything around him and soaking it in. He just nodded absently as his sage eyes settled on the elderly man sitting in the driver's seat. "Hello," he greeted with a small wave as he loaded his things into the trunk. He would offer to shake his hand, but he knew that was a bad idea considering they were covered in bandages at the moment. He didn't really feel like telling them about how he was broken (that being his CIPA) and having them think he was a freak just like his family.
Stranger: The man smiled warmly at him, saying a small greeting as well. He helped Noiz load the luggage into the car. He noticed that he actually had a lot of things, probably more than Clear, too. With a hum, he opened the door for Noiz as he looked at his grandpa, "I'll be sitting in the back with Noiz-san!" he informed him and got onto the other side of the car to get in. It was finally happening, he was having a guest from Germany and hopefully they'd become great friends. He also hoped Noiz would get along with his friends at school as it would be so cool to have an addition to their group.
You: The only thing on Noiz's mind was the opposite of socialisation. He would enjoy going out, but he wanted to see the night life, catch up on everything he had missed in the past decade of being locked in that cold room. He sat down in the back seat and gazed out the window. "You can just call me Noiz," he observed glancing at the albino beside him who seemed intent on using honourifics to his false name.
Stranger: Clear fastened his seatbelt and looked at Noiz, a little taken aback by his request. He stayed silent as the car started before taking a breath and trying to voice it out. "Um. N-Noiz..-kun," he said quickly and let out an embarrassed chuckle, "Um. Sorry, I'll work on that," he promised before gazing out the window. Soon, they were driving the main road with lots of people on the sidewalks. And so, as Clear said before, he began telling Noiz about the town. He pointed out nice cafes, shops with electronics or clothes, book shops and also their school. He added small stories here and there, kinda introducing his friends to him as well, hoping he liked the sound of them. Grandpa spoke a bit too, also saying a few interesting things about the town, mentioning an aquarium or the harbour.
You: Noiz was pretty silent, soaking everything in. Clear's voice sounded nice despite being distorted by the mask he wore covering all of his features. A soft smirk found its way to his lips at the fact Clear still couldn't stray from using some sort of suffix to his name. "It's fine Clear-kun," he couldn't help but tease as he began to look out the window again. He nodded occasionally, listening for the places he would explore later and saving them onto his mental hard drive to explore later when he had the time.
Shit, friends. Of course Clear had them. Noiz had not really thought about the prospect of introducing himself to other people nor had he comprehended that he would need to establish relationships if he was to go to an in-real-life school. He mentally counted them off in his head, hoping to minimise his involvement with them as soon as he had the chance.
Stranger: Clear wasn't the type to whine all that much but when Noiz teased him, he couldn't help letting one out. But still, Noiz seemed like a good person. He was quiet and nice, he was also very handsome and even though Clear didn't see him smile, he saw him smirk and it still was really breathtaking. He was just gushing about a foreigner in his head since he was so different from all those people around him. He was sure that if he were to walk Noiz around the town, people would stare. His mask usually made people look but if the gas mask guy was seen with a foreigner, it would most likely cause an uproar. The time passed and they were parking by the small house. "We're here! Welcome!" Clear chirped and hopped out of the car, "Let's carry your stuff to the bedroom then," he said as he took some of the blonde's luggage and entered the house after grandpa unlocked the door.
You: Noiz's laugh was internal as he went back to staring out the window. He followed after Clear again with the rest of his bags carried in his arms. The place was small, but it had a warmth to it that felt even more foreign than the country's language. It was so alien. He paused to pick up a family portrait, staring at it as Clear stood happily with his grandfather in that same ridiculous gas mask and a jumper. Even if he couldn't see it, he could imagine Clear's lips spread into a silly grin just like his quieter grandfather. "Where is it?" he asked speaking of the bedroom and putting the picture back down on the table where he had found it.
Stranger: Clear walked calmly, smiling a little to himself. He really loved this place. It held so many good memories, all thanks to his grandpa. He let out a quiet but happy sigh and then turned to Noiz. He didn't comment on him looking at that picture since well.. It kind of was supposed to be looked at. It was a really precious picture though. "Upstairs. There's our bedroom and grandpa's.. And a bathroom," he explained, "Here, we have a living room and the kitchen as you can see," he smiled and began climbing the stairs. He walked to the door with a jellyfish sticker on it and opened it, "Here we are."
You: Noiz took a note of everything adding it to the plethora of facts he already had to learn to live here. The bedroom was small and quaint with a bed in it (Thank fuck -- Noiz had been afraid he would have to sleep on a futon.) and a lot of jellyfish paraphernalia. He put his share of the car's luggage on the barer of the two beds, taking that one as being his. He immediately stooped down to one of the heavier of suitcases and began to unzip it, revealing a ridiculous amount of electronic devices. "Do you have an outlet?" he asked pulling out a surge protector.
Stranger: Clear watched as Noiz opened a suitcase with lots of things that Clear has never seen before. Or it seemed like it, there were just so many things.. Noiz could run his own small shop with electronics, "Oh, yes," he nodded as he pointed to one near the bed, "So, you like doing things on computers and other things.." he murmured as he curiously looked at the other, "It's really lots of things, it's impressive.. We have a club for that at school so you could join it," he sat on the floor on his knees, "Do you need help unpacking? Or maybe you're hungry?"
You: (( fun fact: i lug around a surge protector, my laptop, my phone, my ds, and an electronic tablet everywhere, and my family finds me ridiculous. ))
Noiz nodded. "Yeah. I'm good with numbers and intel," he said not going into much detail as he knelt down to start setting things up. "I'm not really one for clubs." Not that he had any experience for them, but since he wasn't all that fond of online forums and guilds, he guessed that a club was just an IRL version of one. He looked across at Clear and wondered when he would see his host's face. Was he some sort of grotesque? That was the only reason Noiz could sort for his hiding behind tubes and metal. "Hungry," he answered. "Do you have any sweets?" Japan wasn't big on sugary delicacies, but Noiz knew there had to be some somewhere.
Stranger: Clear nodded a little, "Wow," he said with clear admiration in his voice, "Oh, that's fine! I don't really go around clubs either, just one bar since our senpai works there," he smiled, "It's pretty nice there though, not too crowded or too loud... You'll have to see for yourself!" he exclaimed happily. Somehow, he felt that Noiz would like that place. He obviously didn't like much noise despite his name. The white haired man then furrowed his eyebrows, "Sweets? That's.. I can give you some Pocky but wouldn't you rather have something warm?" he asked, tilting his head at the other.
You: The admiration made Noiz feel good. He was rarely praised. His parents saw his internet hobby as just another flaw, so Noiz had never bothered to tell them how useful it was for him. He shook his head. "No," he said with a roll of his shoulders. "I ran out of snacks on the plane ride, so I kinda want some more if you have any. What kind of Pocky is it?"
Stranger: Clear stood up then, walking over to his desk and taking out three packs of pocky. "Vanilla, blackberry and chocolate," he told him with a smile which again, Noiz couldn't see. But he could probably tell by the tone of his voice. "We'll have dinner later anyway so you'll have your belly full!" he assured him quickly as he showed him the three packs of pocky.
You: Noiz immediately went to the chocolate one but he paused wondering if it was the right decision. After all, he had never tried blackberry before. His hand froze as he struggled to make a decision, eyebrows furrowing. He was tempted to just take all three of them at this point.
Stranger: Clear has never seen anyone so focused on choosing a pack of candy. He found it cute. The blonde apparently had a sweet tooth and had yet to try some new flavours. "You can take them all, Noiz-kun," he said as he practically pushed the packs into Noiz's hands.
Stranger: Clear has never seen anyone so focused on choosing a pack of candy. He found it cute. The blonde apparently had a sweet tooth and had yet to try some new flavours. "You can take them all, Noiz-kun," he said as he practically pushed the packs into Noiz's hands.
You: The generosity took Noiz by surprise, but he was glad for it. He took the three packs gratefully and opened the blackberry one first. He slipped one into his mouth, letting out a pleased hum at the taste. It was sweet like he had anticipated and just the thing to quench his neglected sweet tooth.
Stranger: Clear smiled at the way Noiz reacted. He let out a small giggle as he watched the other. He thought that this was definitely going to be interesting. He had Yo make sure to show Noiz around all the cake shops and buy some more candy. "So you like sweet things, too.. That's nice. I like them too. We can go cake hunting or something," he proposed.
You: Noiz glanced at Clear at the giggle, almost frowning, but the cream-covered biscuit in his mouth prevented him from doing so. "All right," he said, and although the excitement did not show in his apathetic tone, it showed in the glint of his green eyes. His pupils were already dilated in anticipation. "What do those cafes have?"
Stranger: Clear immediately noticed that Noiz used a monotone tone of his voice and his face wasn't really expressive either.. But his eyes, his beautiful green eyes were glistening like those of a child's. It was another cute thing about Noiz. He couldn't wait to text Aoba about him. "Cafes have the usual chocolate cake, carrot cake, but in other shops there's also shortcakes, cheesecakes.. Muffins, donuts.. Things like strawberries in chocolate.. They're great."
You: Noiz could imagine. He finished the blackberry stick before deciding to try it as he also ate a vanilla one. "When can we go?" It was already late, but the anticipation at exploring had Noiz's adrenaline rushing. If it wasn't for the fact that it was so late that everything was probably closed, he would have went out to find some right then.
Stranger: has disconnected.
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