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Third Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon
Thursday, May 9th, 2019 03:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
handystandParked on the common room sofa, Okuyasu was marveling at what 2019 television had to offer. Especially what Fandom television had to offer.
"Gyeh, there's so much!" he exclaimed, completely unable to stop channel surfing and settle on one thing for more than thirty seconds.
When he realized he'd left his bag of potato chips on the other side of the room, since he thought he was in relative privacy he found himself doing something incredibly lazy, and summoning up The Hand and swiping away the space between his chips and himself, causing them to basically teleport over to him. Which, to anyone who saw, would seem like a neat trick of telekinesis. Though if they could see his Stand, that would be a whole different kettle of weird.
Assuming anyone saw.
[ooc: Open! If you think your character can see Stands, sure, I ain't gonna argue. :)]
"Gyeh, there's so much!" he exclaimed, completely unable to stop channel surfing and settle on one thing for more than thirty seconds.
When he realized he'd left his bag of potato chips on the other side of the room, since he thought he was in relative privacy he found himself doing something incredibly lazy, and summoning up The Hand and swiping away the space between his chips and himself, causing them to basically teleport over to him. Which, to anyone who saw, would seem like a neat trick of telekinesis. Though if they could see his Stand, that would be a whole different kettle of weird.
Assuming anyone saw.
[ooc: Open! If you think your character can see Stands, sure, I ain't gonna argue. :)]