First Person (VOICE): [The audio clicks on, there are muffled screams in the background before, by the sound of it, a heavy metal door is shut and steps approach the recording device. As the steps come closer, the rustle of leather clothes can also be heard. The person sits down in front of the microphone and begins to speak. He sounds young and confident.] „So, dramadramaduck. This site is all my laptop seems to be able to access anymore, and I'm sure you have some sort of explanation for that.
I realize that this is all much too elaborately set up to be a game or a joke, and given the most recent turn of events, I am compelled to believe that all of you really do come from different worlds.
I'm sure this place will at least be able to entertain me for a while. So whoever else is out there, you may call me Mello.“
Third Person:Prompt: Solitude Mello has, always, had more people skills than Near. That was the one skill, the one competition that he won without trying, even though he didn't really appreciate it much. Mello took this for granted, and most people were simply a means to an end to him. In that sense, he was very much alone. When he was on the street, when he joined the Mafia... it was all about him, about his goals. He didn't care about lives any more than he cared about money. Nice having people to do the dirty work, but not strictly necessary. Well, there was one exception.
...and that was Matt. He called him sometimes. And on even rarer occasions, he stopped by where he lived, when he was in the area. It was something that came naturally to Mello, even though he had to admit that he wasn't particularly good at keeping in touch. But he still did.
In spite of this though: when the Task Force raided the mafia hideout, he wound up alone. Burnt, bleeding and humiliated beyond belief, he struggled on. It was hard, facing Near this way. But only after that, having looked his rival into his empty, emotion- and colourless eyes after going through this hell, did he work up the courage to call his friend again. ...maybe he wasn't made for solitude.
...geez, sorry. Messed up on the prompts, I'd copied the ones from the old application post. If that is some sort of problem, I can write another sample for you. Sorry for all the TD;DR everyone...
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Mello 6/7
„So, dramadramaduck. This site is all my laptop seems to be able to access anymore, and I'm sure you have some sort of explanation for that.
I realize that this is all much too elaborately set up to be a game or a joke, and given the most recent turn of events, I am compelled to believe that all of you really do come from different worlds.
I'm sure this place will at least be able to entertain me for a while.
So whoever else is out there, you may call me Mello.“
Mello 7/7 done!
Mello has, always, had more people skills than Near. That was the one skill, the one competition that he won without trying, even though he didn't really appreciate it much. Mello took this for granted, and most people were simply a means to an end to him. In that sense, he was very much alone. When he was on the street, when he joined the Mafia... it was all about him, about his goals. He didn't care about lives any more than he cared about money. Nice having people to do the dirty work, but not strictly necessary. Well, there was one exception.
...and that was Matt.
He called him sometimes. And on even rarer occasions, he stopped by where he lived, when he was in the area. It was something that came naturally to Mello, even though he had to admit that he wasn't particularly good at keeping in touch. But he still did.
In spite of this though: when the Task Force raided the mafia hideout, he wound up alone. Burnt, bleeding and humiliated beyond belief, he struggled on. It was hard, facing Near this way. But only after that, having looked his rival into his empty, emotion- and colourless eyes after going through this hell, did he work up the courage to call his friend again.
...maybe he wasn't made for solitude.
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Sorry for all the TD;DR everyone...
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Only bit of spamming I'll do!
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and I say you're absolutely right. And so is he. And that's why I picked it. ;)
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INSTANT WIN, I SAY. INSTANT WIN.
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