#genialgem

This place truly was something. With such names ranging from 'The Cultural Sector' to 'The Ghetto', how can you not be somewhat interested in this place? Even so, Neku found himself back in Sector oo6, the 'Shopping District'. It reminded him a lot of Shibuya. The ever-flowing river of people, the crowded markets, the countless shops around him; it truly was a shopping district.

But Neku felt the need that something was missing from his life. Something had gone stale- no, worse. Boring. What he needed was more music. Quickly, he needs to find the nearest music store possibly available. CDs, concert DVDs, hell, a damned vinyl record would keep him at bay if need be. He searched and searched for a few minutes, passing by the talkative crowds, searching...

But stops. Was that... a ukulele? Of all the instruments Neku could hear in a place like this, a ukulele was not one of the ones he had been expecting. Curious, he walked to the sound, only to find a young boy playing it, he looks to be around 11 years old judging by his face and general body. But this was only an assumption, of course.

{yeah let’s do this}

genialgem replied to your post:ooc;; whew, okay, time to get started finally. If...

raises both hands so gosh darn hig h

((He had a bit too many Cookie Cats so his big brother had to carry him home.

The overwhelming smell of a nearby picnic was drawing the god like a moth to a flame. A boy sat alone at said picnic, a basket of food at his side (quite a lonely picnic!). With no one to scold her for the lack of mannerism, Amaterasu would sprawl out on her stomach, beginning to slowly crawl towards the boy each time he glanced away, a glint of hunger in her eyes.