How about an event?

[loadsavepoint.livejournal.com]

Fourth wall? What fourth wall?

Suddenly, characters are aware. Of what? Of everything. They know they come from a book, game, anime, what have you; they know they're being played badly by their muns; they know that hey, you're just doing this to embarrass me, aren't you? So better watch out; characters are busting through that fourth wall! Hopefully they can handle the knowledge... and hopefully you can handle your character.

Comments

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

You make it sound like I'm the only one guilty here.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

...Well, I guess you've got a point there. It's all the guy pullin' your strings. I don't think you could really be that aggressive on your own.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

What do you mean I couldn't b-!

...

No, wait. I'm not falling for that.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[You bet he's laughing.]

Hook, line and sinker much?

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Yeah, shut it.

[Have an ol' classic smack upside the head.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Ow, ow, ow! Watch it! I just suffered some recent abuse there!

I kept on saying it was a concussion, but they just passed it off as a bump!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

That wasn't even real, remember?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

You try saying it's not real when you've got a welt on the back of your skull!

[Looks like the melodramatics were real.]

And here you are, just making it worse with your smacking..

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Well, fine, I guess it was sort of real. We were played into doing that...

Anyway, your whining is the same either way.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Who's whining! No one's whining, you old geezer!

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[All he hears is "yap yap yap."]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[That might be because that's all he's saying.]

Look, at least I take care of Nanako-chan sometimes.

[Oooh, low blow.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

.....

[Another smack.]

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Well, at least it looks like that smack hurt. Adachi crouches down, hands over his head. He seems to be muttering something under his breath (probably to his player) about how that totally wasn't uncalled for.]

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[Good, because that was low.]

You could definitely use more tact, too.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi glares up at him.]

You just wait until I blow up on you. I'll show you tact.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

...Don't remind me about that.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Not looking forward to it?

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

Are you?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

I asked first.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[A pause, then a nonchalant shrug, looking away.]

Don't care. Just a hassle.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Adachi looks away to the side. Under his breath, with a small laugh:]

...Just a hassle, huh.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Well then, better get this over with! Don't know why they're stalling about it!

Obviously there's no trouble on this end. It's just a hassle.

[juneslater.livejournal.com]

[A frown, and Dojima flicks his forehead.]

Fighting's a hassle.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[A hand comes up, swatting the hand away.]

Attacking the front of my head now, Dojima-san?