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satoux replied to your post:Ask limit

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I just made one. The addy is HisGuardian

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[his-guardian]

❝― It is my duty as caretaker and owner of this orphanage to protect the children. Though you have long left, you are still a Wammy's House child and, more importantly, L's successor. I will serve and protect you as I had him.―❞

his-guardian replied to your post:I ONCE AGAIN AM GOING TO SAY. READ.MY.RULES. …

-shields the sheep from weirdos tbh-

Ooc; ;-; My Near is traumatized right now, stupid anons; they sent a lot of more messages and their much worse than the ones my babu answered. :c 

I really hope the person quits.

And thank you for protecting my little sheep. <3 

[his-guardian]

¢αℓℓιиg αℓℓ αναιℓαвℓє ℓѕ ;; αиgѕт ρℓσт ι∂єα

Hello, again. 

So, as I was taking a shower, I had a brilliant idea for a tragically angst thread. It will require an L, any L. And I am very willing to do this plot with more than one, if there are that many willing participants.

The basic plot is that, after years of faithful service, Watari is diagnosed with cancer at the age of 81.

He had been told 20 odd years ago that he had a high chance of having cancer, due to family history. He accepted this and while the smarter plan would have been to go on a healthy diet, a regimen of exercise, etc, Watari did none of it and continued his life normally ; telling no one of his risk. And so, when he finally developed the illness, specifically lung cancer, again, he had told no one. The plot develops at the point in which he writes his detective a letter of resignation, explaining that he is leaving due to 'personal interests and complications', At that point, he leaves and hides away from L. In which the thread will develop to L using his detective skills to find Watari before he dies.

The plot twist is that Watari plans to kill himself before he can be taken by illness.

Of course, up until he leaves, he's showing symptoms ; IE, coughing, excessive fatigue, changes in voice, chest/stomach pain, etc. It will vary with each L as to how keen the detective realizes and pays attention to these symptoms. It would be interesting if L would confront Watari with concern prior to his leave.

Well, that's the basic plot of this tragic thread I long for. If any Ls want to do this with me, feel free to drop a message.

[his-guardian]

World’s most famous detective at his finest.

[his-guardian]

❝―Very well, sir. Would you like a cup of tea? It may aid in helping you relax for sleep.―❞

❝―Sir, you've been awake for approximately sixty-four hours. I highly advise you to sleep in the near future.―❞

         ⊰||Ｃ.ᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ’s Ｇ.ʀᴇᴀᴛᴇsᴛ||⊱                    「“ I shall put it into consideration. As of now, i’m busy with these tapes. After a few more i’ll rest. ” Because he has to admit, the weight behind his eyes is deteriorating his focus.」

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║ The old man paused mid step and folded his hands in front of him. His wrinkled lips curled into a small smile as the albino spoke. ║

❝― I'm quite alright, thank you. However, is there anything you're in need of?―❞

His-guardian is following N.

♙♞—- ❝Oddly, this elderly with the alias “Watari” was following Near. However,the boy was well aware that this was his predecessor’s butler, thus no care was found within that blank expression of his.

“…Is there something you need?”, he asked with his usual monotonous voice, a lock of hair being curled with his fingers.

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❝―Not a problem at all, sir.―❞

║The inventor turned and set off for the storage room down the hall to retrieve a medium sized black metal case with a small silver hole for a key in the front. He set the box on the table next to his detective and fished a small ring of keys from the pocket of his dress pants. ║

❝―This should be all the tapes on record from February to last night.―❞

♔. ⊱ 「His-guardian」

❝―Good afternoon, sir. Is there anything I can get for you?―❞

         ⊰||Ｃ.ᴇɴᴛᴜʀʏ’s Ｇ.ʀᴇᴀᴛᴇsᴛ||⊱                     「“ Yes, - it’s in regards to some information that I need to acquire. I’m going to need the security tapes from the last couple of months. ”」

                    「“ Surely that shouldn’t be much of a problem. ”」

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beyondbirthdxy started following you

║ The patter of small feet was heard on the other side of the door as the old man sat in the large red padded chair ; worn blue eyes closed as he drifted between sleep and consciousness. His detective was long passed asleep in his comfy queen sized bed across the room and Watari was simply too tired to make his way to his own bed. Though, as the padding out side was heard, he jolted awake. Who was it that came down this way and why? No one ever bothered L, as far as he knew. This room was far set away from the other children. Someone would have to go very much out of their own way to come here. The old man pushed himself off the chair and made his way to the door, opening it a sliver to peek out and set his eyes on a troublesome child. ║

❝―B, had you wanted something?―❞

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║ It was expected of the young blond to have been happy to speak of his studies. Of course, Watari knew all about how he was quickly climbing the ranks up to second best. And while that was a wonderful accomplishment t hat he would have loved to have celebrated, his outlook on Mello was slightly darkened by the amount of times he'd been told about the boy's unmerciful bullying. The first few complaints the inventor had received, he had wanted to chalk up to jealousy, but as they continued to roll in, more often than not, a worrisome plea in aiding the first  ranked albino, Watari simply couldn't ignore it anymore. While he wanted to leave it up to the boys to settle themselves, he worried that it would, someday, become too much. The subject of conversation would come awkward enough, this was something he knew very little about, but he hoped Mello would listen, if for no reason but respect. ║ 

❝― Ah, the Jeevas boy. Only right that the second and third place should be friends, I suppose.―❞

║ He gave a small smile at the end of his sentence, pausing briefly as he determined how to go about approaching the next subject. ║

❝―Speaking of ranks, how are you getting along with our first place?―❞

“My studies are going great, Mister Watari! I am sure I will get the best grade of the class this time!”

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║ His wrinkled lips curled into a small smile as he gave a short nod in approval of the other's answer. ║ 

❝―That's great news, U. I'm glad to hear there are no problems. How are your studies? Are they going along just as swimmingly?―❞

umbrxl started following you

❝―Hello, U. How are you today? I assume you’re getting along nicely with your fellow students and peers.―❞

[his-guardian]

❝―That's wonderful to hear. I'm glad you are not having any difficulties. How're your peers? Have you taken to any friends, yet?―❞

mihxel started following you

❝―Hello, Mello. How are your studies?―❞

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║ The inventor gave a small, wrinkled smile down to the child, his       hands folded behind his back as he leaned forward slightly.                                    Her anxiety was to be expected, of course ; she was in a new                                       environment surrounded by people she didn't know. She was                                         rightfully nervous and he understood that. But his job was to                                     make her feel welcome here, in her new home. ║

❝―Yes, dear. An alias. All of the students here at The Wammy's House are known under a letter or a short name. It is up to you to both choose that name and whether or not to keep your real name a secret. I will address you however you'd like, but the opportunity is open to change your identity here and now, no questions asked.―❞

virtuous-virgo started following you

❝―Greetings and welcome to The Wammy’s House. Have you chosen an alias yet?―❞

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umbrxl started following you

❝―Hello, U. How are you today? I assume you're getting along nicely with your fellow students and peers.―❞

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virtuous-virgo started following you

❝―Greetings and welcome to The Wammy's House. Have you chosen an alias yet?―❞