07 September 2012 @ 04:42 pm
Seventh Flame  
Oi, everyone still alive? [Read: Everyone I know/care about still alive?] Tell me now if you're not. [So concerned.] Even if you're fine, tell me. [Yes, this is as close to caring as he gets.]
 
 
18 July 2012 @ 12:47 am
Sixth Flame  
Phone:

This damn town finally did something right. Now if it'd give me a reason to use it, then I might actually like it here.

Action, later at the park:

[Sol hasn't had a chance to make use of his regain just yet and now was high time. Having the Fuuenken back was like having an old friend come back...An old friend that let him burn everything in his way.

He's out in the middle of park near dusk, making use of his fire magic. It's quite a show and there's pretty much no grass left in the surrounding area. Feel free to bother him, he's in a good mood.]
 
 
06 June 2012 @ 02:53 pm
Fifth Flame  
[Nothing like dying and coming back like nothing happened. Only slightly different than being erased from time, after all. A fight against Dizzy while being completely powerless...That never ended well. Sol eventually makes his way out to his mailbox and finds a package with his name on it. Weird, but he opens it anyway. The familiar strength he'd missed was back, though he had a moment of panic as he made sure he had his limiter, as well. The fuuenken was the only thing missing to complete this. No matter.

He had some beatings to give. He picks up the phone.]


Sin. Get your ass over here. I have something I owe you. [Yep. That's it for the call. He's not interested in anything else but making sure Sin pays for being such a douche to him. He'll be doing this publically, so anyone's free to stop in while this is going on.]
 
 
28 May 2012 @ 09:35 pm
Fourth Flame  
[Sol has been droned for a few weeks now. Waking up today is somewhat harder than usual. What had happened? Frustration was the only thing he felt. There's a pause before he picks the phone up.]

The hell's been going on? It fucking sucks to lose three weeks of your goddamn life... [He sighs.]

If you need me, you'll have to find me. [He slams the receiver down.]
 
 
13 April 2012 @ 05:43 pm
Third Flame  
Action: Taylor Road



[Upon waking up, Sol immediately notices something very wrong. There are simultaneously too many and not enough things growing from his body. He didn't go to bed with a tail......Oh, shit, he recognized that tail. This is now officially the worst thing to ever happen to him. He mutters to himself as he gets dressed, not even bothering to brush out his -- er, Dizzy's hair. He might do it later, if he felt so inclined, but it wasn't even a priority at this point.

Sol heads outside and stands in the driveway, looking angry at the world. It's very, very strange to see someone like Dizzy looking so angry.]


Phone, later:



[And now, for words that would never come out of Dizzy's mouth!]

Okay, I thought that pranking bullshit was the worst that could happen...I was wrong. Fuck this piece of shit town. And fuck everyone else here. [And he slams the receiver down angrily.]
 
 
05 April 2012 @ 02:25 pm
Second flame  
Phone:

This April Fools shit done with yet? It's fucking stupid. You're all idiots for getting involved with it.

Action - Taylor Road, later in the day

[Yes, Sol is a grumpy gus, but what else is new? He's sitting on the curb near his home, smoking a cigarette. It's the usual for him, except he's flicking the butts with far more force that necessary. He'll probably hit passers-by with them -- hell, he seems to be aiming for people with them. Petty? Maybe, but he's in a fouler mood than normal.]
 
 
26 February 2012 @ 06:40 pm
First flame  
[Sol is, of course, understandably upset about waking up in a strange place (maybe a strange time, too) after dealing with I-no. He's also disturbed about his limiter being missing. The first thing he does upon waking in his new bed was to check himself in the mirror. The Gear mark on his forehead is missing completely, along with the limiter. Hell, he had nothing on him, not even the Fuuenken. Something is very, very wrong. It wasn't the same time period at all...All of the old technology that he remembered from many years ago was right here in front of him. Well, not all of it, just most of it.

When he finally picks the phone up to make a call, there's only a few words from him.]


A musician in red. Anyone seen her?

((OOC: Action is fine for residents of 1124 Taylor, if you'd like that.))