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heartbeats) wrote2011-01-11 10:05 pm
heartbeats) wrote2011-01-11 10:05 pm
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there's no mistaking that rome is gonna be mine. it's just a matter of time.
In Tokyo's downtown district of Ikebukuro, amidst many strange rumors of anonymous gangs, horrible slashings and human trafficking, one urban legend stands out above the rest – the existence of a headless “Black Rider” who is said to be seen driving a jet-black motorcycle through the city streets.
Ryuugamine Mikado has always longed for the excitement of the city life, and an invitation from a childhood friend convinces him to move to Tokyo. Witnessing the Black Rider on his first day in the city, his wishes already seem to have been granted. But as supernatural events begin to occur, ordinary citizens like himself, along with Ikebukuro's most colorful inhabitants, are mixed up in the commotion breaking out in their city.
Durarara!! is a series of light novels (and eventually a 24-episode anime) written by Narita Ryohgo (the creator of Baccano) and focused on Ikebukuro's major warring factions - the Yellow Scarves, the Blue Squares, and a mysterious new group known only as the Dollars - and the supernatural and mundane forces that connect them. Although the two main characters are ostensibly Mikado and the Black Rider - Celty, a dullahan (a type of Irish spirit) working as an underworld courier while searching for her missing head - the cast of the series is massive and the plotline follows them mostly equally, showing how their lives intersect and painting the greater plot in broad strokes from what each character knows about a common incident.
In light of this character-driven style, this fst is also mostly character-driven. Each song is for a character or a relationship (Van Full of Nerds counts as a unit, obviously); but, like the novels, in spite of this the completed work is ultimately about Celty, Mikado, and Ikebukuro itself. Although it's not particularly chronologically organized, it covers the events of the anime (sorry to the Aoba fans!! I can't justify reading someone else's translation of the novels, but I am a slow reader).
Durarara!! belongs to Narita Ryohgo and Brain's Base. The fanart used for the cover of this mix belongs to the artist. Music belongs to its respective creators. There are massive spoilers for the series in the text below, so if you don't want to be spoiled, you should avoid it. Individual tracks are listed below with relevant lyrics, there is a zip file with high quality cover-art included at the bottom of the post, or you could always opt to skip the bullshit and
1. "idea for a story", bloc party
self content for the young, the younger beset. history will always eat itself. rich boys, they just need a hand or a good old fashioned war. wouldn't it be too divine? with a start, middle and an end? wouldn't it be too divine if we could see a way out?
MIKADO: And at that moment, I noticed that my body was shaking. I wasn't afraid; probably, I was kind of touched. I saw something amazing. Here, in this town, I experienced something I'd never have been able to imagine. I felt like the reality I thought I'd never obtain was spreading out before my eyes. It seems like a contradiction with my first impression, but at least it's how it felt at that moment. I shook as I felt my own reality opening before me.
i keep my head up tight, i make my plans at night, and i don't sleep i don't sleep i don't sleep 'til it's light. some folks float and some are buried alive.
MASAOMI: I understand how you feel. If you ride the train, people treat you like a molester! If you walk in the streets, you get weird invitations!! And when you go home, you encounter troubles with your neighbor!!! And there's the Dollars and the headless rider to worry about. This is what Tokyo, the jungle made of concrete, is about! But! you must get over it! If you swore to yourself to become an upstanding Ikebukuronese you must undergo the ordeal, Mikado! Ryuugamine, Mikado!! Well, don't worry too much; you've got me on your side.
me, i was raised amid the trickle-down days. i woke up numb in the haze, and saw my future in a machine built for two. but the light gave me some kind of fright; how did wrong get so right and lead me stumbling through the dark of night?
ERIKA: A great man once said that the world is a myth. At least I think he must've said it, anyway. Even if he didn't, I'm sure someone said something similar. To us, the realm of fiction is as important as reality. The two are equal. So it's not really like we dislike reality.
an addiction to hands and feet- there's a meat market down the street. the boys and girls watch each other eat when they really just wanna watch each other sleep.
The girl would never be able to interact with Harima Mika the same way again. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, only she knows. But is that true? Maybe humans don't even understand themselves, ultimately. All they can do is keep evolving. After doing something so brave, he thought he could do anything. He never thought for a split second that it would take so much courage to ask out a girl from the same class.
Time remaining until the boy reaches the girl: thirty seconds. Time remaining until he finds his best friend hitting on the girl: thirty-five seconds. Time remaining until he delivers a powerful kick to his best friend: forty-five seconds. Time remaining until the girl turns down his offer of tea: seventy-five seconds. Time remaining until he asks her to eat lunch on the roof together: seventy-eight seconds. Time remaining until he falls in love with her...
rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you. rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds. rejoice because you're trying your best.
SHIZUO: No, Celty. Honestly, I'm happy. I hated this power so much. Hated it! I thought no one would accept me. But... well, let's see here. This many people. How many? Anyway, a lot. So, then it's okay. It's okay for me to accept my own existence. I can come to like myself. This power that I hated so much, that I wished I could get rid of... it's fine to use it all, right? Aah, by the way, you all ain't my type. Not at all, not a drop.
there's no mistaking that rome is gonna be mine; it's just a matter of, it's just a matter of, it's just a matter of time.
IZAYA: I don't believe in god. There's no proof he exists. In a world where there isn't even proof of the future, the past exists. Even if it's tainted with misunderstandings and delusions, if the people themselves believe in it, the past is the truth to them. And, if you base your actions or your life around it, in a way, it's a type of god itself.
no more screams or shouts; you're quiet as a mouse, and in this slaughterhouse is there no way out of here? they feed the fears and hide the grief of burden; these gods, kings, and queens won't even dream of peace.
ANRI: It's nothing like easy. Living depending on people. I think "parasite" is a good way to put it. But how much a parasite sacrifices just so it won't be chased off - do you understand that?
in the spiritual desert things are not what they seem; snakes camouflaged just fit the scene. put your faith in a mirage, it's just a smoke screen. the king is sitting on his throne of glory.
IZAYA: As long as I exist, I don't care if I go to hell or heaven, or if there's suffering there. But if I have a choice, I'd rather go to heaven. Hey, Namie-san, let's all go to heaven together!
people say that your dreams are the only things that save ya. come on baby, in our dreams we can live on misbehavior. every time you close your eyes: lies, lies!
SHINRA: Because I love you. That's why I kept quiet about it. You'd go off somewhere if you found it. I couldn't bear it. I won't say that if it's for the sake of your happiness I'll give up. This is a fight with our love at stake. I'll never let you go. To make sure I don't, I'll exploit other's love, their deaths, myself, and - this may sound contradictory - your feelings.
yeah we can lay low tonight; no i don't have the will to fight my president or his denials. you & me coulda been fine. oh we can lay low tonight; we can set the flag alight. we're clawing back the time when youth was on our side.
MASAOMI: I could splash cold water over him, but when I see that gleam in his eye it holds me back. So I at least try to watch over him and stay by his side. If I can help it, I'd rather he didn't get too close to the darkness of this city. I also... decided in my heart that I'd never go there again.
in this desert to the east, anon talks for all his dreams: how he walked a century waiting for the peace.
MIKADO: I don't have the strength or wisdom to stand up against someone who is insusceptible to reason. You won't even give me time to make an effort. That's why I'm going to rely on numbers!
[instrumental]
KANRA: The Slasher was never caught, right? So the Yellow Scarves are saying it was a member of the Dollars, and the Dollars are saying it was a member of the yellow scarves. At this rate, it's gonna be a real gang war.
TANAKA TARO: I can't let this happen. I have to do something.
KANRA: Ehhh, I don't know. At this point, it might be too late.
TANAKA TARO: Even so, I have to do something.
don't think 'cause i understand i care; don't think 'cause i'm talking we're friends. overground, watch this space; i'm open to falling from grace.
I have to do something, the girl with the blade inside of her thought. I have to do something, thought the girl who'd watched the world through a frame. But the boy who'd come through the frame and into her world was already enslaved, bound by the chains of his past.
under our bed, a monster lives; we fight his teeth with superglue and paper clips. mark the end of an age; the way that your handwriting changed. we should always pretend. well, you just start and i'll say when.
MIKADO: He'll come back. Masaomi will definitely come back. So when he does, let's get mad at him. Let's get really mad at him while laughing!
ANRI: The two of us together... right.
the skirts go up before the war among the madding crowds. they're ruined like the rest of us ruined, rest of us ruined.
MIKADO: The everyday life that'd been the three of us changed. Even so, the town is the same as always. And so is everyone else. Will our lost everyday lives never come back to us? But I learned one thing. The Dollars are the town itself. A lot of people arrive, and a lot of people leave, never in the same colors. Something is always happening. People are hating each other, loving each other, becoming friends and drifting apart. In the same way a town exists, as long as there are people, the Dollars will continue to exist. A place to come home to. Lost days. Those certainly existed on the net.
"we're only starting a racket 'cause you've started a racket!" i scream, "we only want to level this city because things are so uneven!" but i don't think they can hear me.
MIKADO: I love clichés, I love predictable scripts, I love it when they paste over problems and I love it when they force a happy ending too. What's wrong with working towards that?
don't need no surgery, take those knives away from me. just wanna die in my own body; a ghost just needs a home. where oh where'd my body go? africa or mexico? where or where'd my body go? where'd my body go?
CELTY:
MEGAUPLOAD MIRROR
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