#aokai

[alexiethymia]

History Repeats Itself

I think it’s cute (and I can’t believe it took me this long to realize it) how Shinichi has so much in common with Kogoro without realizing it, because see,

Ran = Eri, Shinichi = Kogoro, Sonoko = Yukiko, Makoto = Yuusaku

Shinichi is the spitting image of his father, but personality-wise, Yuusaku is much more mild and doesn’t get as jealous (or at least show it as overtly) as Shinichi does. And, and! Eri, Kogoro, and Yukiko were together in high school, maybe even elementary. Yukiko already knew of Kogoro’s feelings for Eri even then. I wonder if she teased the both of them just like how Sonoko teases Ran and Shinichi now. She also meets a mild-mannered, glasses-wearing guy later on who balances her flamboyant nature, just like how Yukiko met Yuusaku. No wonder Shinichi reacts the same way toward his mom and Sonoko. It seems he doesn’t do well with those types.

For my ideal Detective Conan ending, I wouldn’t mind history repeating itself a third time, with Ran and Shinchi having a daughter who’s also a kokosei tantei, and is best friends with a karate prince, while being rivals with an Osakan spitfire (also the daughter of a police man and the chief, Heiji Hattori, and Toyama Kazuha) who also happens to be bestfriends with the same thief she’s trying to catch in the name of the police (not that she’s aware of his other identity), a cheeky guy who decided to take up his legacy wearing a white mantle and a monocle, to the delight of his father and the chagrin of his mother...

[shihomouri22]

How could we forget when Kaito got jealous of a teacher who was just talking to Aoko.

I mean, look at him trying to act indifferent and not managing to do it. I love when they show that Kaito isn't made of stone when he's with Aoko.

I really need fanfics showing this jealous, childish, and tsundere Kaito. If anyone has found one like that, I would be really happy if they share it with me xdxdxd. It's just so fun that, as Kaito Kid, he's a confident seducer, and as Kaito Kuroba, he tries to be a cool guy but it doesn't work out xd.

I couldn't help but compare the jealousy of the guys xd.

Shinichi/conan when he is jealous: 😨😢👹👹👹

Heiji when he's jealous: 👹👹👹👹

Kaito when he is jealous: 😒😠>:v

[pinktie]

Shippers, behold my vision!

Kaito:

Anyone you shipped him with:

[faru-itsok]

First of all I’m sorry XD

I had to

I was browsing Pinterest and this picture just jumped and I had to

there are stupid things you only do with your stupid best friend, and luckily for those idiots they are marrying that stupid best friend 😅❤️✨

Also you can’t look me in the eyes and tell me they wouldn’t do this XD

[fantasticstrangetimetravel]

The Rebirth Of The Phantom Thief.

The first thing you can see about the relationship between Aoko and Kaito is that Kaito loves to tease her. One of the things he does to annoy her is lift her skirt in front of the class, and Aoko responds by threatening her with a mop. Then, Kaito teases her again, and she throws a desk at him.

Their dynamic consists of:

Kaito teases Aoko, and Aoko responds aggressively.

In the context in which this is presented, it's comical.

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What is a gag manga?

A gag manga is a comedy manga subgenre that focuses on jokes and has very little plot. Gag manga is characterized by making jokes for the sake of it. Basically, they're sitcoms, but in manga format.

This is important because, halfway through the manga, chapter 19 to be exact, Gosho adopted a more serious approach to the plot and completely changed the genre of his manga, which completely changes the perception of the characters. _______________________________________________________ Taking a more serious approach, the early interactions would seem out of place for both characters.

But since we haven't even reached chapter 19 yet, and we don't have enough context for both characters, let's just take it as: "They're opposite people who, at first glance, don't seem to agree on much." Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, since relationships are about getting to know each other and learning about each other.

Although for childhood friends, their relationship seems very superficial.

It's funny, because at first you can even interpret that Aoko is Kaito's equal, since both prove to be equally intelligent, but also their opposite (not only because of their personality), but she seems to be physically stronger than Kaito, and he is much more agile and flexible than her.

At first glance, and just from what I've seen of the first episode, I wouldn't really think they were childhood friends.

Maybe school friends who annoy each other a lot, or even classmates who don't get along with the addition that Kaito might annoy Aoko because he likes her (something very common in Japanese manga).

But, for the kind of relationship Gosho wants to portray, you can't really see much affection on Aoko's part for Kaito. Which isn't unjustified.

It's interesting to see how, despite supposedly being Kaito's most trusted person, he wasn't aware of her fear of fish until that moment. But that could also be because he developed the phobia later on, not during his childhood. And given how it's presented later on (they're close and have spent time at each other's houses with their parents), it's a little odd that Aoko doesn't know this detail about Kaito.

Which means Kaito probably went out of his way to hide it.

That means he doesn't trust her enough to be vulnerable.

Anyway, this is still a comedy manga (for now), so what's been said so far is irrelevant.

Since all of this is presented from a humorous perspective.

So, the manga tells you from the beginning not to take this seriously, although this becomes a problem when the genre of the work changes mid-story.

But as I said before, we'll get to that later; this is only chapter one.

The fact that she exposes Kaito's fear at school, which he seems to try so hard to keep hidden, is a bit questionable, but as I said, in her case it's justified.

However, the fact that the two of them get along so poorly, causing mutual humiliation, isn't the basis for a healthy relationship.

Because, well, that's what they do to each other. I mean, while it's clear they're not portrayed with that intention, gender reassignment has a big impact on these types of situations.

[f1tvunofficialfanclub]

Laura Winter being a total mensch ♥️

[pitaivu]

[illegiblehandwriting1]

Legend: *wakes up*

Legend:....

Legend: don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cryyyyyy...

[sunnydayaoe]

Sona doodle...

[brashtea]

oh and if anyone has any prompt ideas i could use for gravity falls fics pls drop them bc id love to write some but cant stir up any ideas currently

[alien-til-i-stage]

SEVEN MINUTES

Nadohan Log: First and Final

CW: Blood, death, and needles

Honestly it’s all a drag.

The fame, the music, the fans who crowd your existence.

The rules and regulations.

It’s so…. Dull…

Nadohan has been doing their work for… years now. About six years now, they’ve been in the spotlight.

She can feel a prick in her neck.

During that time, she had met her loved ones. Daian, Kay, Star…. Even Aoki. And Plip.

Her body instinctively moves, trying to force the collar off, but his hands stay steady. Grasping tightly onto the mic as if it was the only thing they could hold anymore.

To perform was her life, so it makes sense that as the curtains fall, so does he. It was funny in a way. Nadohan spent their entire life being told they were better than everyone else. That they were the ones to receive the honor of being owned by Minski! The owner of ALIEN STAGE! They were the only one that could do it!

A boy with dark hair and a red streak flashes in his mind. Their last memory together, watching him be taken away by the authorities all those years ago.

Their whole life was just for this moment! To jump and throw their hand up and grab that star that would turn them into a legend! A wonder to be beheld!

They can feel the blood being pulled out. The needle is sharp and painful, their nerves are screaming at them to DO SOMETHING! TO RUN, RIP OFF THE COLLAR, GO AWAY. But Nad stays still, keeping their composure as they can feel their blood slowly leaving their body.

Did their life ever have any meaning? He spent it longing for that chance to be remembered, but now he stands in defeat. She spent his entire life running, chasing that door, abandoning everyone who was too slow, only to find it was a painting on the wall.

And now no one else was there. It was just them, standing there.

A memory of the night sky flashes through their mind. They remember laying on their back, watching above. The stars were beautiful and they could hear someone comment about them being just like Star. The grass was cool and the wind brushed against them so peacefully. They looked over to the side to see Vant, enamoured and not letting her attention turn away.

“How beautiful” Nad thought to themselves. They close their eyes, and let themselves drift and fade away.

It was humiliating. Nadohan was the face of ALIEN STAGE. It was humiliating. Everyone in the crowd knew who they were, knew about Nadohan’s identity and pride as being so involved with ALIEN STAGE. They voted against Nad on purpose, didn’t they? They wanted to humiliate him like this.

“It’s all planned… they waited until last second on purpose! Didn’t they!” They think to themselves. No longer in shock of the situation, but fueled with anger, they want to scream at the crowds. Tell them how unfair it is to vote with bias and not performance. But they don’t.

Nad always wanted to die beautifully, not with anger.

“Shhh, don’t let anyone know I got this for you…” Nad whispers under their breath. Technically ALIEN STAGE didn’t own ANAKT GARDEN, just very close and involved businesses, which meant Nad had to follow all the same rules. But He’s sure if he was ever caught she could find a way to minimize it. Even if they couldn’t, it would all be worth it for that smile on Ish’s face.

“Ah! Did you actually!?” She was shocked, which was fair. If someone had told Nad they promised to gift them 5 pounds of sugar, Nad wouldn’t believe them either.

But here they were, late at night, together with 5 bags of stolen sugar. Nadohan was willing to accept the punishment later if it ever came back, but right now they indulged themselves with Ish.

Maybe Nadohan deserved this. Maybe they truly voted without bias, and the winner was Star. Maybe Nadohan wasn’t actually important enough to even try to rig the votes. Star was an equally famous person, if not more. They never got into controversies like Nad did, and everyone loved them. They didn’t fly off the handle like Nad did when she felt she was offended, and he kept his mouth shut when Nad should’ve.

Maybe they lost… because people just simply didn’t care about Nad.

There were flowers everywhere. While everyone ran towards them, excited to make flower crowns for each other or themselves, or to merely just look at them, Nad stood back. The flowers were beautiful but Nad knew the truth, that they were just cameras that would trick kids into bringing them everywhere with them. Once he knew that, the flowers didn’t look pretty anymore.

While everyone had fun, running around or just simply making crowns, Nadohan went to sit down by a tree observing everyone. “Ha, just like the flowers themselves” they think bitterly to themselves. After all they were just a decorated tool themselves too. The difference was that she had more to do then them. Maybe a part of her was jealous that he couldn’t just exist as he was, and let everything happen as it was meant to, just like the cameras.

He watched as Aoki tried to put his crown on Kay’s head, before failing, due to the crown being too small. She giggled to herself, afterall it was funny to see Aoki failing at moments. It certainly made them feel better about themselves. Nad wasn’t sure if that made them a bad person or not, but it wasn’t a big issue for them. Not yet at least.

They watched as Daian showed up by their side, sporting his own perfectly and lovingly made flower crown. The three of them immediately get into friendly talk and laughing with each other.

It was beautiful. But watching it made Nad feel even lonelier.

They got up and left, heading back to their room.

“Fun fact, since the needle’s supposed to drain you of all of your blood until you die, the collar won’t be able to hold it all in.”

Now Nadohan knew what Madam Minsksi meant about that. Their face uncontrollably turns into a grimace and they start to shake as they feel blood slowly pour out of their collar. Shakedly, they reach their hands towards it, touching the cold metal of their collar and the contrasting warm blood that belongs to them.

Nad is unable to withhold it anymore, feeling their tears prickle at their eyes. They move their mouth to say something, anything, a plea for their life, but nothing comes out. They can hardly breathe anymore, but Nad isn’t sure if it's from panic or if the collar has something to do with it.

Maybe Star is saying something, but Nad worries no longer for everything else in that room.

She’s scared.

“Come on! I’m like besties with your brother already! Isn’t that a sign I’m such a good person?” Nad flaunts. They were speaking to a person they hadn’t often spoken to much, perhaps like once or twice purely because they had to. But even then, Nadohan couldn’t help but quickly become obsessed with earning his friendship or trust. She couldn’t stand being ignored or deemed unimportant to someone.

“Just because you’re friends with someone doesn’t automatically make you a good person, Star’s just a friendly guy. And who even knows if you and Star are that close like you say you are, you could be lying.” He pointed out.

Ouch, Nadohan thinks to themselves. Star didn’t talk about me to his brother? Kinda hurtful. I'd like to talk about Star to my…

“I mean no but like, I’m pretty cool. I’m so sure you can tell, aha. And! And if you think I’m not! You could just stop hanging out with me!”

“Is your defense for me being your friend literally just I can stop anytime because you’re not giving me actual good points to being your friend.” Ok so this guy was a critique, maybe he should be giving Nad reasons to befriend HIM, she’s already starting to regret this.

“Sweating, maybe because… You care about Star… and it would make him happy if the two of you shared friends?”

“....Fine… But know, I don’t actually like you right now.”

“Good enough for me Sen!”

“DO YOU NOT KNOW MY NAME?”

Their head feels dizzy, there’s too much blood. It’s everywhere, her clothes feel soaked and Nad is just leaning their entire body on the microphone now. How long has it even been? Seconds? Minutes? Maybe an hour? Would anyone even want to watch her die that long? Would anyone even care to? He imagined they would just sweep their still alive body off the stage, just to die behind the curtains, uncared about.

Is this how Mercury felt? Even just watching them, Nad couldn’t help but feel bad.

“They don’t deserve this…” But Nad held her words. He wonders if anyone is thinking that of them as they die.

Nad can’t hold on anymore, they fall to the floor like a limp doll directly in a puddle of their own blood.

They can see everyone else.

Nad is chasing after Star, before tagging him in a game of tag, however he falls and he gets upset. As Nad tries to go for him to help him up, the scene changes and now he’s back at Season 8. Neli is there and she speaks excitedly about the next round and how she hopes to send either themselves or their opponent off with a nice note.

“Neli is a truly kind soul, it’s a shame what their guardian is…” Nad thinks bitterly. But also in another way, if Neli’s guardian wasn’t who he was, would Nad have even befriended or bothered with Neli? She opens her mouth to say something to Neli, but the kind girl disappears in front of their eyes. Suddenly a piano is there in front of them and their words to Neli are twisted into “You’re doing so wonderfully Daian!”

Daian’s fingers dance around the keys of the piano. He was surprised when Daian came to him to learn how to play, especially since Aoki was the better player of the two of them and Daian was always closer to him than Nad. But Nad allowed himself this, she wouldn’t ask about it.

“Just let me cling to this a little bit longer… please…”

But the memory changes once again, Nad can no longer see Daian.

Everything is getting darker.

Her vision starts to become spotty.

All she can see,

Is Plip.

Plip, plip was everything to her. Her roommate, her rival, the human Madam Minski had tried to set her up with when her and Mercury failed. Plip, the person Nad had known for almost 6 years now. The one she had always been chasing behind always.

Plip was her first friend, her rival, her first kis-

Suddenly, she’s in a room. The lights are a dark purple, and she had hardly see. “It doesn’t matter anymore” He thought to themself, grabbing one of the bottles she had seen the guardians drinking.

“It’s all going to be over by tomorrow.”

After that it was all a blur, but she could’ve sworn she saw Plip. He could never forget seeing how beautiful their eyes were.

Staring into said eyes, the beautifully bright red and spiral pupils, the ones Nad could get lost in, he wanted desperately to say something.

“I love you”

And then his vision

Went out.

–

Nad awoke with a start. The pain in their neck was no longer gone. Their limp body was still on the floor, no longer in the same position they were in when he had died, but Nad wasn’t worried about that as of now. Instead of the vibrant lights of Round Two, the lighting was now much easier on the eyes, a soft light instead. Instead of the roaring crowds, it was just silence, dead silence.

Above them, there’s a familiar person.

Mercury.

For a second, they wonder if everything was a dream. That Round One hadn’t happened yet and that they’re still alive. But she also knows Mercury. Mercury would never be this close to them if this was real.

We’re really dead. Huh?

They move to sit up, Mercury moving out of their way to allow them to.

What do I even say…

Nadohan can’t help but feel that maybe there shouldn't be any words. Not right now. They go to stand up, but with the memory of seeing their own body covered with their blood, it’s hard to. They can’t help but worry about standing and falling, just as they had already did.

But Mercury reaches out. Their hand inviting Nad to grab and hold it.

When was the last time we had ever been like this? When was the last time Mercury tried to help me?

Almost 6 years…

Nadohan takes it, and allows Mercury to guide them over to a spot where they can watch the rest of the show.

Maybe I can stay here… Just a bit longer.

–

An observer stares at the screen, almost pressing up against it. It shows a closeup of Nad, her mouthing something, but no one can tell what it is she’s saying.

The blood makes it difficult.

Either way the observer can make a pretty clear idea on what it is he’s saying, afterall they have a deep understanding of the idol.

What they’re more curious about is, why would Nadohan do that?

They brush their fingers through their long hair, surely Nadohan didn’t think saying that would somehow save them from death? Did they do it as a publicity stunt? A way to keep audience’s attention on them?

They couldn’t figure it out. They may know Nadohan quite well, but you can never truly understand them and their every act. Not unless you got inside their head.

“It’s such a shame I can’t do that anymore, oh well.” They sigh, turning off the TV. Now that Nadohan’s dead, they have a job they must do.

–

OK GUYS WOW finally finished this,,, cries

To be completely honest I had no idea who was gonna win, so writing this did make me a little emotional. I’m so happy for Star though! Congrats on that win! Let’s go! (ignore any circumstances around that)

This won’t be the last time you see Nadohan be relevant nyeheheh, this is only the beginning for them really.

Also I want to talk a little bit about the times too!

Nadohan was standing upright for almost a minute, like a little less, and collapsed on the ground, they were there for like another minute as their vision went out. However they were still alive during that, but their senses kinda was slowly dying after their vision. During this, Nad was declared dead and was,,, in fact,,, moved off stage to allow round three to begin, but she was still alive

All in all it was 7 minutes long, two minutes on stage, and 5 off stage,,, wowie,,, thats also why she was moved too!

I also wanna say nadplip will be explored more, i didn’t talk about it as much as I had wanted tbh, i felt like i was dragging this out, so think of this as,,, idk i will yap more about nadplip,,, trust,,,, dont ask how but trust,,, (also the rest of their relationships too, but this was mostly just nad rushing through their memories)

Star belongs to @starry-skiez

Daian belongs to @apple8ees

Kay belongs to @imperfectnothing

Aoki belongs to @lookatmysillies

Zen belongs to @verdantlights

Ish belongs to @chevalperd

Neli belongs to @friedclownshrimp

Vant belongs to @ivanttakethis

Plip belongs to @awaggaa

Mercury belongs to @messengers-of-the-gods

Wow ok i had a lot of cameos,,, sweats,,, let me know if i ooc them,,, sorry,,,

[theblackdog552]

So when its “no one can stop me drawing triden ship art” its ok, but when its “no one can stop me drawing tomarry” its wrong?

[shihomouri22]

Haters are just confused fans, and Ginzo proves it.

Poor Inspector Nakamori, he started crying in front of thousands of people because he couldn't believe that his greatest enemy had kidnapped someone.

Hahaha, Aoko, I know you admire your dad, but I don’t think he’ll be too happy that you have a recording of him crying.

Do you think that if Ginzo weren't a police inspector, he would be a fan of Kaito Kid?

[pinktie]

Headcanon that when Kaito is near Aoko, their aura gets mixed, which interrupts Conan's KID sense.

The signal was jammed.

[shihomouri22]

It makes me super happy to see more people who share my same love for Kaito x Aoko pivx fanfics 💕😭🤧💕

Guys! I'm reading a KaiAo fic from Pixiv, completely translated by Google, btw XD, but today's chapter got me sobbing !!! It was so sad

In this story, Kaito and Aoko met in their third year of high school. Kaito is already a well-known magician and has also retired from being Kid.

But in today's chapter he tells his and his father's backstory, and holly flying f.... MY POOR BABY HAD GONE THROUGH SO MUCH!

It completely trashed on the parents, btw, they were the worst of the worst! And it almost makes you think if this is really what happened to them, I hate them more now ! And Aoko was a fracking angel! My god!

I needed to share this. If anyone is interested, I'll level the link!

[imperfectnothing]

SPECIMEN LOG: 328863 (POV: Kay/Katy)

Post Round Eleven Log :3

If I Could Just Lay My Head Down and Rest, If There Was Nothing to Fight or Protect Maybe Then I Could Finally Be Free. Maybe Death is Like Falling Asleep

content and trigger warning for referenced child death, and body horror (description of body parts, physical death, etc)

“Katy!” It took you a moment to register the voice, clear and high cresting over the clearing, and you turned towards the source. A child bounded towards you, waving their hand at you excitedly. There’s something in their murky seaweed eyes that worries you, a frantic brightness in the depths of their irises. “Katy, where have you been?” They ask, a reedy sharpness at the edge of their words.

Katy. Right. You’re Katy. You have to be Katy. That’s who you are. That’s your name. That’s who these memories belong to. The body you’re within, these limbs you move as if they’re your own, they aren’t yours; they’re Katy’s.

You stare into the child’s eyes, trying to muster up a response, your mouth gone dry and your hands knotting up into clenched fists. It should be easier than this. it should not be this difficult. The longer you stay silent, the more concerned their expression grows, their eyebrows knitting together. The longer you stare at them, the more you realize just who they are; Aoki. One of Katy’s best and only friends.

In a way, you know them. If only vicariously, living through memories backed up on the database. You’ve been watching them the last few weeks as if they were holo-films, movies only for you, playing in your head just behind your eyes. You’ve met many people, even if it’s just the impressions of them left behind by their true selves. The empty space is the shape of them, anyways, it’s close enough. (It’s close enough. It has to be enough.)

FILE: AOKI [SYSTEM ID#: 0404470] [Katarina’s closest friend. Appears nervous most if not all of the time. Seeks out Katarina at meals, always appears happy to see her. Sensitive and emotionally intelligent. Loves animals, including insects. Afraid of the dark(?) and appears uncomfortable in any prolonged amount of silence.] [Behavior notes: Katarina tends to act amused when faced with Aoki’s nervousness but she only teases him because she cares for him. If she ever senses that he’s truly uncomfortable, she stops and focuses on comforting him. She would do anything for him, yet she perceives herself as a burden on him.] [Physical description: Black curly hair. Greenish-blue eyes. Pale skin with many freckles. Shorter than you.]

“Oh, y’know how Adre is,” you casually answer Aoki’s question, shrugging your shoulders. “They needed me back home on short notice. It probably didn’t occur to them to tell anyone.” He narrows his eyes at you.

“Uh huh,” he says slowly. “They told us you were sick but they wouldn’t say anything else. You’re kind of out of it, are you still getting better?” You blink, surprised that he caught your moment of buffering.

“Yeah, I still have a bit of the brain fog from my head cold,” you lie. You don’t even have to force yourself to mumble, the muscle memory of sheepishness and nervousness coming to you, second nature. “It’s kind of hard to think so it took me a minute to answer, I’m sorry.” Aoki smiles at you, easy as the sun cresting over the horizon line in the morning, methodical but no less welcome for it. It makes something within you release, a breath you didn’t know you were holding, a muscle wound tight into a knot that you didn’t even know could be loosened.

“It’s okay, Katy, don’t worry about it.”

You will. How or why you know this is a mystery to you but you know that you will. Aoki doesn’t need to fret over it, though.

“Alright, thank you, I won’t,” you reply easily, the lie slipping through your teeth.

𐫰

You aren’t so much Katy as you are the fallout she left behind. The impact crater of her death, there was the shape of a body in the very center of it, and that body, well, that was you. She hadn’t fully necrotized when they found her and so, they forced life back into her fragile body. The lungs could inhale and exhale once more, and the heart beat again with a little bit of help, but the rest of her body needed a lot more than just help. Artificial organs were installed, even some bonus modifications were added like the fully mechanized voice-box but there was very little that was completely unsalvageable.

Very little, save for the brain. After all, the brain starts to decay almost immediately upon death, cells dying as soon as blood stops flowing.

That’s where you come in. You’re an AI artificial learning program modeled after Katarina’s memories and personality. You’re supposed to be her. You are her. Except you aren’t, because she died on that bathroom floor, her hair and legs splayed out on the tile, last breath turning stale in that little white box of a room. She chose to die there, even if she immediately regretted it. She didn’t run for help though, so in a way, she felt guilty but she didn’t truly wish to go back. She didn’t want another chance.

That’s why, you know, deep down in the core of this body that isn’t even yours (though it isn’t really hers, anymore, either, with how bastardized it has become), that you can never be her. You’ll try, you’ll do your very best, but you know, one day, you’ll disappoint your creator.

And there’s nothing you can really do but apologize.

𐫰

I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry Why did you ask me to do this why did you ask me to do this why did you ask me to do this why did you make me do this why did you ask we can’t come back from this you can’t come back from this you’re dead forever Aoki Aoki you can’t come back from that you won’t come back from that I won’t let you come back from that it wouldn’t be you it couldn’t be you it would be all wrong is this how you’ve felt this whole time is this how you’ve been feeling have I just been an impostor wearing her face smiling mocking you? why did you put up with this how did you put up with this I couldn’t bear it I would kill you a thousand times before I let a corpse come back haunted by the ghost of you

I killed a few of the guards before they could put me down my strongest firewall went up on some kind of fucked up instinct and I was impervious to any kind of outside interference I could feel them trying to shut me down it was like these voices at the edge of my awareness screaming at the corners of my mind telling me to stop begging me to stop I wouldn’t stop though I couldn’t stop they made me kill you they put the bat in my hands and they asked me to kill you with no pity or care in their eyes they didn’t fucking care they wanted one of us dead and they had no qualms about who it was or how we did it they didn’t fucking care and I wanted them to feel the way I felt but of course they’re calling me bloodthirsty, now.

That’s not what it was it wasn’t just pointless violence please please please believe me you have to understand I didn’t want it the guards didn’t deserve it please I didn’t mean to I didn’t want to you have to believe me Aoki please don’t leave me please don’t turn away I know you’re dead I know I can’t hear you but please don’t turn your back on me, not now.

It’s like I shut down my eyes were consumed with red and I couldn’t see anything else I left my body and they got me with a needle some kind of tranquilizer at some point and that put me down but before that I apparently killed two or three guards. They had families. They didn’t deserve that. I know they didn’t. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry please don’t make me do it again. I don’t want to hurt people like that again. PLEASE-ease- please-pl please

I’m sorry.

𐫰

alright i'mma tag @apple8ees per his request, @lookatmysillies because aoki features prominently here, um. @alien-til-i-stage because i think they'd want to see this and hm. @chevalperd. for the same reason. man this feels so presumptuous anyways sending this out into the big yawning abyss