Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31191359-20180115002344/@comment-26892768-20180122200113

And sure enough, it's starting to rain. It's starting to rain ''hard. ''The roads are quickly turning slick and slippery with rain.

But while the weather takes a turn for the worse, a local pub is providing some light in the gray and dreary weather. The bright light illuminating the parking lot and the sound of conversation among the people provides some warmth and comfort in the cold weather.

And in the pub, an old classic starts to play, the song still distinct even outside the pub.

"It's nine o' clock on a Saturday...the regular crowd shuffles in...there's an old man sitting next to me...makin' love to his tonic and gin..."

A man stands in the parking lot of the pub. He's wearing plain blue jeans and a drenched hoodie, the hood currently up as he stands in the pouring rain. His skin is rather pale - sickly. Strands of black hair hang haphazardly across his face, obscuring his gaunt face and cracked, dry, blue lips. Of course, what the hair can't hide is his eyes. His wide, blank, empty eyes.

"He says, 'Son, can you play me a memory? I'm not really sure how it goes...but it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete, when I wore a younger man's clothes...'"

The man's eyes are looking through the window of the pub. Seems there's a fight about to start...

"La, la la, di di da~...la la, di da da...da dum..."

...or not, as the instigator of the would-be fight is quickly thrown out. Yelling some drunken curses, the instigator grumbles to himself as he heads to his car and gets in. He doesn't notice the man standing in the rain.

Or that the man disappeared as soon as he walked by.

The drunken man starts driving away from the pub.

"Sing us a song, you're the piano man!"

The drunken man keeps on driving, still a bit angry.

Okay, maybe he shouldn't really be driving when he's angry, drunk, and when the roads aren't exactly in the best condition. But he'll be fine. He drives better drunk, anyway.

"Sing us a song tonight!"

Having reassured himself that he's fine and did not need to call a friend, the drunken man keeps going on his lonely road.

"Well, we're all in the mood for a melody..."

But then he sees two bright lights in front of him. Immediately assuming it's another car, the drunken man swerves out of the way...and overshoots by a lot. His car skids on the wet roads, going so fast that it flips over and slams into a tree, the roof of the car getting compact inwards and putting metal shrapnel all over the man's body.

The man in the hoodie glances over at the wreck, his eyes no longer glowing.

"And you've got us feeling alright!"

The man in the hoodie walks away, disappearing into the woods as he hears the sound of sirens behind him.

With the slightest hint of a grin, the Rain Man starts to hum a tune as he walks.