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Sotaru Nekozawa, only 12 at the time, was a child of few interests. He mostly stayed locked up within his room or asked his parents to fly to certain places on their plane. You could say he was one of the stereotypical rich children that got whatever's asked for. He could even get away with anything. A regular kid wouldn't even be able to even begin imagining what kind of life-style he even lived.
Sotaru wasn't often moved much and would keep certain things to heart and mind, never changing and always the same. Never being fickle, he always went by a certain schedule and never changed one thing about it unless it was truly necessary. However at the time, he wasn't aware that his entire story would be rewritten and changed over. The list and schedule would be burned and crumpled to ashes, and his life's perspective would take a change for the better; the rich children say he turned to the "commoner's" approach to life, but their opinion mattered not. All that mattered was that change of life and meeting him.
Sotaru woke up, sitting up on his bed and scratching at his straw blonde hair. His blue eyes seemed to shine when the light came into the room. Despite the eyes looking so innocent, you couldn't help but feel the brush of coldness within them shudder into the body of the one staring into them. He shifted his legs over to the edge of the bed, sliding to the floor, and taking quick, yet not fast-paced, steps to the door.
Upon opening the door, he strolled over to diningroom was, starting to move slowly due to the shifting movements of the plane as not to fall down of run into something. He sat in his vacant seat and started eating the dull and plain food before him. "Gustov, where's my parents?" Sotaru asked coldly.
"Still planning your surprise Sir..." he replied.
"What is it?" Sotaru pushed.
"You'll find out once we land."
"I want to know now..." he said.
"I don't care what you want... your parents gave me specific orders not to tell you what it might even be."
Sotaru groaned in reply. "Oh, come on sire, cheer up."
"If you want me to cheer up, tell me what I'm waiting for."
"You are going to be very upset then until then, then."
I pouted. "I hate being tantalized..." he muttered to myself
His eyes were covered by a black bandana, his blonde hair seemed to curl up with every step he took and with every flick and flutter of the wind. Sotaru grew more and more anxious with every step he took. Whether it be a good thing or a bad thing would depend on his surprise. He could only imagine in his mind what he thought it would be. His parents were predictable to him after all. It was probably another nanny, tons of toys that he yearned for, or anything else that could be envied upon and repay Sotaru for his parents always being gone for the most part. He sighed upon the possibilities in a bored manner. "They more than likely won't even be there..." Sotaru knew in his mind. "Not like they would care anyway..."
Aughhhh!!! TODAY'S MICHAEL JACKSON'S B-DAY AND I HAVE BEEN GONE SINCE FOREVER!!!! O_O ALSO MICHAEL'S DEATH IS A HOMICIDE. THE DOCTOR KILLED HIM!!! Now back to our story...^^
I had to come up with something in order for Michael and I to stay alive! So I remembered something.
"Sorry but ummm- we have to go to an un-birthday! Yeah so can you try to hurt us tomorrow?" I asked. The man thought for a moment.
"Sure, if it's an unbirthday party you want, I will come to hurt the man in white tomorrow." The man smiled.
"Okay, what's your name so we can remember you?"
"Andrew! We'll continue this tomorrow!" Andrew left then everyone sighed.
"So Michael, why don't you go wash up while we get ready to leave?" I sugessted. Michael did so and I talked with Roko. When Michael came back, every one jumped out and shouted, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL!!!" Being a shy quiet type of guy, Michael nearly fainted.
"Wow, thank you everyone.^^" He smiled. In the center of the club was a big carrot cake with the number 51 on it. Around it were lots of sushi... Veggie roll of course!
"Michael, I-I drew you something..." Roko gave Michael a card which had him and her walking in a forest. For Roko's signiture, there was a pawprint. The cat plushie spoke.
"Happy Birthday Michael. Wish I could see you but right now I'm at the enemies hideout. At least I got passed the cats and dogs..." Sotaru stopped talking after that.
"And for my gift for you is something you needed before you died. Remember when you said you wanted a new house called Wonderland. Actually I got the one that sensei had and you slept there when I was 11. I fixed up to be like Neverland but it's WonderLand themed." I showed Michael a picture of the Wonderland Estate. He looked down and smiled. A tear dropped from his pale face.
"I don't know what to say... I'm so happy!" Michael laughed as he ate some sushi and cake.
"And now, from the Neverland camaras, You get to see in order Sotaru, my, Roko, and Mentaru's memories in your Neverland valley. We will get to see how Neverland bought us all together. How did all of us meet Michael Jackson?" I turned on the movie camara and the first memory was Sotaru's.
So in here you get to write the story about how your character met Michael. Happy B-Day MJ!^^
Michael, as a ghost, wants to help the world by first going to make his city into a better place.
Jess of the Sand from the anime Naruto has a dream that in the music video, "Leave me alone", Giant Michael comes to her and...
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I am makin a contest now.^^ Maybe this will send in more people. You know that your OC has a very favorite MJ song. But what song really tells them who they are? I mean by, which song best explains their personalities.
Scanner or no scanner,...
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Jess, Roko and Sotaru were gone, and I was left alone.
"what to do...?" I asked myself. I ended up wandering around town. A cat wandered up to me and meowed. "Oh, hey there little fella. What're you doing here?" The cat was a boy, I could tell right away. I picked him up. "Hmm... You seem pretty heathly for an alley cat. Maybe you have an owner?" I put him back down and he mewoed at me again, and ran off. I figured he wanted me to follow.
Running after the cat, I came to a bar. "Sorry, kitty, I'm not allowed to drink..." Then I was knocked out.