#also had fuuuun with the lighting on this

[cyborg-franky]

Loved

Thank you @mourning-iris for your support and I hope I wrote your girl good! This was fuuuun <3

Ace x OC TW: Yandere vibes SFW WC: 1,100

The kitchen was closed for the day, and most of the cleanup was done, which was why Ace was a little concerned. Vera wasn’t anywhere, he’d asked Thatch and other members of the fourth division but no one had seen where his girlfriend had snuck off to. Ace sighed and brushed a hand through his hair, stepping out onto the deck and staring out to sea.

He tried to ignore the unpleasant gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach. He felt the prickle of hot flames skirt across his shoulders as he narrowed his gaze into the distance. He hated to be apart from Vera for long, always there to collect them after her duties, wanting nothing more than to spend time with her.

The not knowing where she was picked at his insecurities. He balled his hands into fists and took a deep breath through his nose, filling his chest and letting it out. Calming himself, letting the worry of where she could be push aside the jealous feelings and thoughts of her spending time with someone else.

His shoulders tense but no longer glowing from embers of temper as he walked across the deck, following the string lights and lanterns that lit it up in the darkness of the evening. His boots clunked against the planks as he scanned across the deck. He sniffed the air, the smell of smoke filling his nose, the familiar scent catching his attention.

Following his nose, he turned the corner and saw Vera sitting on an empty crate. Her long wavy pink hair out of the messy bun she kept it all contained in while working in the kitchen. She puffed on the pipe and blew the plume of smoke into the air, her eyes looked glassy, and she’d been crying.

The same flames threatened to burn bright as his gut once again twisted as he sneered at the thought of someone making her cry. He would make whoever upset his girlfriend sorry, but he also knew how sensitive and delicate she could be, sometimes it didn’t take much to set her off.

“Sweetheart, are you alright?” He asked and walked over, climbing up on the crate with her, arms encircling her shoulders, his nose buried into the thick locks, taking a breath, His nose filled with the mixed smells of her shampoo and the kitchen. Like fresh pastries and flowers.

He didn’t budge, wanting to hold her close and calm his racing thoughts. Vera hummed when she heard his question, feeling heat rise to her cheeks as she did a quick look left and then right to make sure no one was around. She was so shy about showing how in love with Ace she was, easy to fluster and the crew being mostly older men, they liked to tease, playfully, but still.

“It doesn’t matter,” she replied and heard him grunt, the answer not good enough for him “Did someone say somethin’?” He asked, pressing the matter as he moved, looking at her, eyes roaming her body to look for any signs someone could have hurt her physically.

She shook her head and reached for his hand, lacing their fingers together as she smiled at him. “You know I get in my own head and I get upset,” Vera said with a shrug and leaned her head against Ace’s shoulder. Ace watched the pretty pink locks cascade down her chest, he couldn’t help himself, and with his free hand, he reached over and ran his fingers through the waves. She made a happy noise, closing her eyes.

“I’m good at my job, aren’t I?” She asked and Ace looked up. So that was what was getting at her, Ace was all too well acquainted with the demons of self-doubt and he sat up, he tilted her chin up to look at him, a soft smile on his face. “Babe, you are the best baker in that kitchen.” He said with such conviction that she couldn't help but blush, the colour brighter than her hair.

She would have buried her face in her hands if Ace wasn’t holding her chin and her hand. He leaned in and she closed her eyes, leaning up to meet his lips with hers. Feeling the soft kiss. The feather-light kisses left her lips and trailed to her cheeks.

Vera was blusher harder now, bright red when he’d finished laying kisses across her face, over the bridge of her nose. As soon as Ace had stopped she’d set down her pipe, forgotten in favor of the moment. He hopped off the crate and went to grab her waist to lift her down but she squirmed, taking his hands off her waist. 

“Ah sorry, “ Ace offered her his hand instead as she climbed off. 

Vera stood at the rails, Ace behind her, boxing her in, feeling him nuzzle her hair, his chest pressed against her back as he whispered sweet things. “You shouldn’t doubt yourself, ever. You are so talented, so pretty, perfect an’ I love you so much.” He said with a sigh, resting his chin on her shoulder.

“You need more confidence in yourself,” Ace added as he glanced up and across the ocean, enjoying being able to be this close to her. “You too Ace, you should listen to your own advice, your perfect to me, my sweet firefly.” Vera smiled when she felt Ace tense up, knowing he was trying to process the soft words, still getting used to being so unconditionally loved.

“Yeah… I’ll try if you do, deal?” He kissed her cheek. “Deal,”

Ace could feel her start to shiver, her body always ran cold, he warmed himself up, just enough to stop her from shaking like a leaf. He smiled, feeling a swell of pride that he could keep his girlfriend safe and happy. No one was better suited to her, he told himself over and over as he gripped the rails thinking about it. No way would she ever want someone else… right? 

Vera closed her eyes, sinking into his chest, his warmth, her hands trailing through her hair, calming her nerves, feeling better now. His words had soothed the ache in her heart and chased away the voices that wanted to take her down. 

“I love you, Ace,” She turned her face, looking at him through thick lashes. “I love you too sweetheart, more than anything,” and she knew he meant it with every fiber of his being. He kissed her again, wanting to feel Vera’s soft lips against his.

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Oh look! Another anon bully! Fuuuun 😂 Don't worry I blocked them but I thought this was too good to ignore!

Is it the trans thing making them say this? That I write fanfiction? Or just my looks? I'm confused but let's have some fun, yeah? I'm really not into sex shaming in ANY way.

The thing is, I've had way more than I probably should have and maybe this can be a helpful lesson here. I was actually really nervous posting that game, but y'all know I like to be honest with y'all just in case it can help!

I spent a long time hiding who I was to myself and everyone else. I'm mostly gray-ace besides fantasy, meaning I rarely actually enjoy myself but that's a scary thing to admit because it's so misunderstood and frowned upon. After being assaulted as a teenager and coming from a religious background I truly thought I was ruined. I won't go into the shame or the suicide attempts here because that's not what this is about but it was a very bad time for me. Especially after I miscarried a few months later. (Which by the way- Sept-Dec is the anniversary of all this so this was a PERFECT time of year for this BS)

It took me a few years to feel comfortable dating after that but when I did it was a boy that had issues with his parents so my parents allowed him to live under our roof. I was still having a lot of nightmares at the time so I was on heavy sedatives. One night my boyfriend at the time realized he could use that to his advantage. He wasn't the first obviously and he wasn't the last. I've been assaulted by multiple partners over my teen and young adult years. But because of that- I started sleeping with people before they could force or bully me into it and I went a little wild for about a decade.

I answered that game honestly, but not every answer was something I was happy to be a part of. Most of my experiences were bad. This bully was right in fact, I haven't had sex in a long time because I choose not to. When I do again it will be as my real self, with a deep and loving connection. I didn't used to have sex for love, I had sex to keep people around, to keep myself safe, or to try and feel something. I don't suggest it to anyone and I hope all of your sex lives are incredible and loving and safe.

I genuinely don't know if they were trying to say I couldn't get sex because that was never my problem and I hated it. It made me incredibly uncomfortable. If they don't like the looks of me then good for them, but I don't know why that was supposed to hurt me. I'm a grown adult with a past I'm not always proud of and so many stories I hope never get out. I'm also a trans guy that barely passes unless you're into fem boys so if you don't like me- that's cool! I rarely do either but that doesn't mean I won't post pics when I find a little confidence.

All of this isn't said to shame anyone else, if you can't tell, I'm totally happy there are people in the world who love consensual sex (Dom and Kells are wild boys and I love them), I'm just saying my experience is filled with a lot of darkness and very little light. I'm looking forward to having a healthy consensual loving relationship someday but it will be as myself and until I can have that I'm choosing not to do anything else. When I finally started saying no to my ex it was one of the proudest moments of my life and knowing I'm finally emotionally strong enough to protect myself feels incredible.

But I'm sure this was just trying to imply I'm unattractive or a loser so I probably should have just focused on that. Oh no! I'm so hurt! My nonexistent pride is wounded 💔 I must now shut up for good about everything! Honestly whatever is wrong with them that makes them need to hurt others I feel very sorry for. I hope they feel better soon and I hope all of you have a lovely day! I wish you all incredible loving relationships, whether with a partner, multiple partners, or just yourself! Stay safe! Love you all 🖤

[neerasrealm]

Checking In

Zalgo checks in on his minions after coming home late one night. Short fluffy drabble that sorta sheds some light on zalgo’s mindset and view of the people around him word count: 1477

Zalgo quietly pushed open the door to the house of his realm. It was the only building in the entire barren wasteland, and it was quite sizable. The inside was warm and comfortable. One could even believe it was...cozy. A safe, loving home where one could feel like they belonged, like they had a place where they were comforted and wanted. It could almost be the home for...a family. Though Zalgo was above family. He was a god, and all the inhabitants in the house were human. Or at least, they used to be human. 

But still...he cared for them. All of them. He found himself thinking of his minions often. Not plans for them, not things he wanted them to do, but rather just…them. Times he had spent with them, or wondering what they were doing at the time. He was fond of them. Somehow, he felt...attached. Like how humans felt for one another. Or maybe he was wrong, and those feelings were mere mirages. Him mistaking what he felt for something else. He didn’t know.

These thoughts weighed on his mind as he walked through the empty living room. It was cozy, with a fireplace, large TV and comfy chairs. Often he’d find Jane sitting on the couch, reading something while listening to jazz or some other music through the record player over by the corner. He’d always greet her with enthusiasm, happy to see her. She was such a pleasure to be around. Polite, smart, well-mannered. She would greet him with a soft smile, even when masked, and a gentle ‘’Hello, lord.’’. Zalgo smiled to himself. Jane was likely asleep by now. It was late, and he didn’t want to disturb her, or anyone else for that matter.

He stepped into the kitchen and paused, a look of surprise crossing his face. Sitting at the kitchen table was a girl in her older teens, wearing a green plaid shirt and jeans. Her hair was a messy mop of muddy brown that hung just past her chest. As Zalgo leaned closer he could see her hand, with chipped polished nails, clasped around a brown bottle of booze. 

‘’Natalie?’’ he called gently. Her head jerked up and turned to him. The girl gave him a lazy grin. One of her eyes was a bright, emerald green, and the other was- well- a clock. She hiccuped and covered her mouth. 

‘’Mmmf- h-hey Zalgz!’’ she grunted. Zalgo pursed his lips.

‘’You’re drinking very late…’’ he murmured, sounding almost like a worried parent. Natalie rolled her eyes.

‘’I’m fiiiiine.’’ she murmured. She stood up, but then stumbled and wobbled and had to lean against the table for support. ‘’Oof-! Heheh, whoops-’’ she laughed deliriously at her own drunkenness. She turned to Zalgo and gave him a grin. 

‘’You’re drunk.’’

‘’I’m naaaht drunk.’’ she whined. She tossed her head back, looking up at Zalgo as he moved closer to her and leaned over her. He gave her an unamused glare. Her smile dropped. ‘’Oh c’moooon zalgz, can’t a girl have fuuuun?’’

Zalgo sighed and walked around her. Before she could even protest, he grabbed her and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her bridal style. He looked down at her and sighed gently, shaking his head. ‘’You have too much fun sometimes, Natalie.’’

Natalie grinned, then cracked up laughing. Her nose crinkled as she snickered to herself. Zalgo smiled softly and turned towards the kitchen door. He gently swayed Natalie from side to side as he walked, rocking her ever so slightly. She drunkenly babbled something unintelligible and rested her head against Zalgo’s chest. He hummed gently in reply, hoping that would sate the drunken girl. He walked slowly up the stairs and down the hall to Natalie’s room. The door creaked open for him and he carefully stepped over the trash and discarded clothes on the floor. He lay Natalie down on her bed, which was also a mess, and frowned as he looked around. Her room was a mess, covered in trash, clothes and miscellaneous trinkets. Mostly different kinds of clocks. She had at least eight of them hanging on her walls, if not more. He sighed and looked down at the girl, who was snuggling her face into her pillow.

‘’Natalie, tomorrow can you clean up in here?’’ he asked gently. 

‘’mmmnnnaaaghhh...I’on wanna…’’ she whined. Zalgo sighed and reached down, combing his hand through her hair. 

‘’I’ll pretend I heard you say ‘sure Zalgo, of course I will’.’’ he murmured with a smile. Natalie laughed. He grinned to himself and gently pulled up her blankets, tucking her in and brushing hair from her face. He lingered for a moment, watching her drift off to sleep. ‘’Goodnight, little gnat.’’ he whispered before turning and walking over to the door. He paused for a second and stared at her, smiling warmly. 

Zalgo stepped out of the room and paused, looking up and down the hallway. He turned to his right and walked to the room next door to Nat’s. Jane’s room. He gently pushed open the door and peaked in. As expected, Jane was fast asleep, curled up in bed. He smiled, satisfied, and walked back down the hallway. He stopped outside the next door and quietly knocked on it before pushing the door open and peaking inside. 

Inside the room was simple. Grey carpet and night-blue walls. It had a small chandelier hanging from the ceiling, decorated with bones. The entire room had a bone theme. They were set up on shelves and tables, crafted into beautiful decorations along with feathers. Lots of feathers. Rosemary’s room. The girl in question looked up from her desk and turned towards the door. She broke into a smile and gave him a small wave in greeting. Zalgo smiled. 

‘’Hello, little lamb.’’ he signed to her. Rosemary lit up in a grin at the familiar nickname. 

‘’Hello lord.’’ she signed back. She tossed her head to the side. ‘’Need something?’’

‘’No, no.’’ Zalgo shook his head. He stood up from the door and stepped into the room. ‘’Just wanted to check on you.’’ he tilted his head at her, his hands pausing for a second. ‘’Are you working on something?’’

Rosemary nodded and waved for him to come closer. Zalgo crossed the room and leaned against the desk, looking at what the girl was doing. She was in the process of sealing a frog’s skeleton in resin. The skeleton sat in a rubber mold, just big enough for it, and it was halfway covered in resin. Rosemary turned back to her work, grabbing the plastic cup of resin she was using and pouring more of it into the mold. Zalgo smiled.

‘’Very impressive.’’ he signed, giving her a warm smile. Rosemary grinned wide, her legs swinging off her chair with joy. He pat her head, then leaned down and kissed the top of it. ‘’You never fail to amaze me, little lamb.’’ he murmured to her, knowing she loved hearing his compliments more than anything. She let out a quiet squeak of joy and he chuckled. ‘’Show me when it’s finished, won’t you?’’

She nodded and tapped her fingers against her cheek. ‘’Yes padre.’’ 

Zalgo smiled and turned, walking out of the room. He had one more person to check on. He knocked on their door and waited patiently outside.

‘’Come in.’’ 

Zalgo smiled warmly and opened the door. He walked inside and strode across the giant room. He paused at one of the three worktables where his beloved toymaker sat, leaning on it. Jason glanced up at Zalgo for only a moment before looking back down at his work. ‘’Evening, m’lord.’’ he greeted.

‘’Good evening Jason.’’ Zalgo murmured with a smile. ‘’Or rather, good morning. It’s far past midnight you know.’’

Jason grunted. ‘’I didn’t notice.’’

Zalgo laughed gently. ‘’I didn’t think you did, nounour…’’ he murmured. He watched Jason silently, admiring how gentle and precise his hands were as he carved features into the new wooden figure he was making. Zalgo admired him. Jason was talented, he could make elegant works of art as if it were nothing. Even his sketches, simple concept art, was astounding to him. ‘’Are you going to stay up all night working?’’ he asked softly. 

‘’No…’’ Jason shook his head. ‘’I won’t.’’

‘’You promise?’’ Zalgo asked, cocking a brow. Jason smiled ever so slightly, just for a moment.

‘’I promise.’’

‘’Good.’’ Zalgo stood up and smiled at the redhead. ‘’Goodnight, Jason.’’

‘’Goodnight m’lord.’’ Jason murmured back. Zalgo walked out of the room and sighed contentedly as he closed the door behind him. He looked around the house for a few silent moments before smiling to himself and walking down the hall.

Maybe...just maybe, Zalgo could believe he cared for them all. Like...family, nearly. Yes. That sounded nice.

[titansandothersrp]

Good Morning

(This is a compiled roleplay between my Beast Boy muse and the Raven muse of @azarathian . This is a very old roleplay we wrote under different usernames, but I labeled our writing with our current usernames.)  

azarathian (Raven): An orange haze seeped through her bedroom window, and brushed against the lids of her eyes. The sleeping girl winced and curled into herself beneath the warmth of her duvet, clinging to her drowsy trance as best she could. However, the morning was persistent; Dawn’s climbing sun kissed the ocean’s breadth, casting its golden rays throughout her once dark haven with a radiant glow.

Reluctantly, her eyes fluttered open, and she was greeted with the rise of a new day. Despite the striking view beside her, Raven awoke with a groan. Her sleep had not been without struggle, and the night seemed now as if it were one rolling blur in her head. Pressing her hands to the mattress, she pushed herself up and proceeded to rub her tired eyes. She had woken before her alarm. It was due to go off in fifteen minutes, but she felt the attempt to drift back to sleep for such a brief time was pointless. In an hour, the girl would begrudgingly find herself in the tower’s training room along with the rest of her team for an early session, courtesy of their leader. Why he felt the need to drag them from bed only to endure rigorous practice was beyond her. Beyond all but himself, she imagined. Still, she had no intentions of defying his orders. And so pushing past the urge to stay soundly in bed, she rose and pressed on with getting ready for the upcoming day.

Clasping her cloak in place, Raven made for the main ops room to put together a decent breakfast for herself. After all, she’d need all her energy to get through the grueling work that was to follow. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): Surprisingly, Beast Boy was already awake when Raven entered the main room. He was dancing around in the kitchen, ingredients and utensils sprawled over the counter. He did a little spin, noticing Raven as he did. He gave her a wide smile.

“Deciding to be an early bird today, huh, Raven?” Yes, the pun was intentional. He resumed dance-cooking, hips swaying side to side as he measured ingredients and hummed to music that existed only in his head.

“Y’know. It’s a good thing you’re up. I started your tea, but I’m not sure I did it right. I followed the instructions, but tea isn’t really… my cup of tea.” He snickered. azarathian (Raven): She was immediately greeted with the familiar sprightly voice as she entered through the main doors. It had been entirely unexpected, and for a second the welcome spurred a subtle flinch as she swung to face its source. She couldn’t remember a time he’d been awake earlier than her, and the manner with which he seemed to flit about the kitchen suggested the premature rise was intentional. There was a brief pause following his greeting. Considering the state she’d last seen him in, this chipper persona seemed completely abrupt in its appearance. It was as though the tearful boy from last night had evaporated into nothing, and Raven had to consider for a second whether she had, in fact, dreamt the whole thing. Dazed, she wandered over to where he stood, careful to veil her inner confusion. The joke swept over her head like it was never said. “You’ve… made tea?” she questioned, observing the steaming kettle and mug set upon the counter. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): Huh. She didn’t roll her eyes at his puns. Maybe she was cutting him some slack today. He could live with that. “Yeah! You always have tea for breakfast. But I’m hoping you’ll be up for some waffles too. We have maple syrup, but I’m making some berry sauce too, if ya want it.” He popped a few blueberries he was using for the sauce in his mouth.

“Mm~ If you want some blueberries or raspberries, you better get some before I put ‘em in the sauce.” He worked on the batter. “I wonder if anyone’s ever made a falafel waffle. It probably wouldn’t taste very good, but I’d eat it, just because of the name.” azarathian (Raven): Well, someone was… chatty, this morning. Chattier than usual, in fact - and that was saying something for Beast Boy. He must’ve had a much sounder sleep than herself, but Raven couldn’t help but wonder what on earth had happened in the space between their talk on the roof and his awakening this morning to have the jokester so carefree once again? And making breakfast, of all things? The boy she knew would take sleeping in to making breakfast, and for others, at that, any day of the week. Her vision shifted down to the bowl of batter in his hands. On the counter to the right also sat something that looked like the workings of a sauce recipe.

For what felt like the umpteenth time in the space of a day, Beast Boy had his cloaked friend startled. She decided against asking him if he was okay - he clearly seemed it, and she didn’t want to intrude upon his good mood with expressions of the previous night. Taking a seat at the kitchen’s island table, she rose a brow at him. “How long have you been working on this?” It was, after all, just gone 6:00 A.M. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): She didn’t really respond to him that much. That was fine though, as he was used to it by now. She wasn’t swatting him upside the head or telling him he screwed up, so he felt he must be doing something right. Being reminded of the time caused him to yawn. “About fifteen minutes.” He yawned out. He gave her a slightly tired looking smile. “My sleep was a little messed up by that nap, so I woke up a few times. Decided I may as well get up and make breakfast. Thought it could be seen as a little thank you… And maybe a bribe not to tell the others about last night.” He chuckled nervously.

azarathian (Raven): Ah, so he hadn’t had the best night’s sleep either; but that didn’t seem to be stopping him from embracing the morning in high spirits. Perhaps she could take a leaf from his book. He’d had less sleep and was merrily making his way through cooking breakfast before she’d even left bed, after all. Even with the impending trial of combat practice looming before them, his smile was earnest as anything she’d seen. Unable to help the slight curve that crept upon her own lips, she internally assured herself that she hadn’t dreamt up the previous night. The ordeal had been entirely real, yet as she watched that same mirth light up his eyes, it was easy to tell that his recovery was just as much so. “The bribe wasn’t necessary,” she began, a stray hand reaching to the bowl of berries before bringing one to her mouth. “But I’m not gonna say no to a plate of waffles.” She hoped he could tell in the warmth of her tone that, without words, she’d already returned his thanks with a silent ‘you’re welcome’. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): Sure, he was tired, but his good mood kept him going. “Sweet!” He fist pumped in victory. “Honestly, I was worried about you having anymore blackmail on me.” He thought back on her reaction to learning his true name. Maybe she was just bluffing? “But that doesn’t seem to be a problem. Thanks, Rae~ Maybe I can trust you with more in the future.” He spoke the last bit without thinking. It could have been the lack of sleep or just Beast Boy being Beast Boy. Either way, the fact he had more to say was out. Even so, he tried to change the subject. “I’m not used to being up this early, are you? Usually, Robin has to pound on my door a million times to wake me up.” He blinked in realization before a wicked smile grew on his face. “How long you think Robin will try to wake a Beast Boy who isn’t there?”

azarathian (Raven): Truth be told, though she’d claimed to make full use of discovering the teen’s unusual birth name, she hadn’t as of yet. Mileage as good as that was something precious; there would be a time and a place to bring it up again, but that time had yet to pass… Nonetheless, it was the possession of the blackmail that was important. Not essentially the employing of it. “Thanks, Rae~ Maybe I can trust you with more in the future.” She wasn’t sure why that broadened her smile, but it did. It was a nice change, talking to him like this, one on one. Though their banter had become something inherent, it wasn’t always necessary. Sometimes it was just nice to… talk. “Maybe,” she said. But upon hearing what next left those grinning lips, she grew instantly curious, and her expression merely conveyed the suspicion within.

“… What did you do?” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): “Oh, I wish I’d done something,” he whined. “All I did was wake up early. I could have rigged my door or something!” He sighed. “Oh well. It should be funny enough to watch him bang on my door for five minutes straight.” He checked the watch on his right wrist. “He’ll probably try to wake me any minute. I don’t have to worry about anything burning right now. Wanna watch?!”

“It’ll be fuuuun~” azarathian (Raven): She presumed for any early morning start, Robin, being the control freak he was, would ake it upon himself to wake the ever-lazy titan from his drooling doze. But give the boy his due, he was right; for once, Beast Boy was awake before any of them, so that would mean their relentless leader could likely be found standing outside the door to an empty room and talking to someone who wasn’t even there. “Oh, I am not missing this,” she smirked without a second thought.

It took no more convincing for the girl to be on her feet and making for the door. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): He grinned widely and dashed to the corridor. Gripping the corner leading to his room, he peered over.

Their spiky haired leader was, in fact, coming down the hall.

He shushed Raven, despite her not making any noise, before returning his gaze to their leader. “Beast Boy, it’s time to get up.” There was no response, of course. “Beast Boy!” He knocked on the door and was greeted with more silence. “What; no ‘five more minutes, mom’?” He growled and tapped his foot, waiting for a response. “Beast Boy, get up!” He banged on the door this time. azarathian (Raven): She looked down at the gloved finger pressed to her lip, accompanied by a stern ‘shhhh’. Ironic how by shushing her, he was making more noise than she’d actually made to begin with. Still, she obliged, eyeing the masked boy as he stopped outside Beast Boy’s door. Her mouth twitched as the two watched him yell out to no one. To see Robin embarrass himself was a rare sight; one to definitely be cherished when it came around. Robin’s arms crossed in impatience, his mask forming a look of agitation. You could tell he’d had to go through a knocked-out Beast Boy many mornings before. It truly was like the boy wonder was his mom. “Come on!” he hollered again, a forceful fist pummeling the door. Raven stifled a snort, cautious to maintain their stealth. “Okay, here’s your warning: if you don’t answer in three, I’m coming in!… One… Two…” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy):

The changeling was having difficulty stifling his laughter, but he managed. For once, he was happy Robin was insistent and wouldn’t just let him sleep in. “Three!” The boy wonder barged into the changeling’s room, thoroughly confused when he saw no one in there. “Huh?” He lifted up the green teen’s covers in search of him. Nothing. Then the top bunk. Nothing. “Beast Boy, this is no time for one of your pranks!” As hilarious as this was, he couldn’t leave it at that. “Watch this.”

He whispered before he became a mouse and sneaked into his own room. Once he made it to his bed, he returned to human form.

“Dude, it’s always time for my pranks.” Before their baffled leader could turn around, the changeling became a barely visible insect, hidden among the messy bedding. azarathian (Raven): She was peeking round the edge of the door now, unable to deny her curiosity for what he’d do next. She watched the scene transpire; how a confused Robin stood in the room’s center, completely missing the mouse that scurried up behind him. How that mouse morphed back into the green boy so he could say his line only to disappear once their leader flailed and turned around in shock. Robin’s wail at the sudden voice was something you’d wish you had on camera. The wide-eyes of his mask, the stagger, and the open mouth once he swiveled to find no one behind him. “Beast Boy!” he squawked in anger. From her hiding place around the open door’s edge, Raven caught herself in a completely impulsive laugh. At the sight, it had simply flew from her chest into the open, a hand lifted in a failed attempt to cover it.

“Raven?!” Robin wailed again, abruptly aware of the new presence at the door and face full of surprise. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): This would normally be the time where Beast Boy began laughing. However, when he returned to human form, he immediately darted to Raven instead. “I did it! I finally did it! I made you laugh!”

“I made you laugh on purpose! And you weren’t laughing at me! And it wasn’t an emoticlone! It’s you! The real you! You’re laughing at one of my pranks! You do think I’m funny! I can’t believe it! I’ve been trying to make you laugh since we first met and I finally did it! My whole life has led up to this moment! The girl who never laughs laughed! Because of me! I made you laugh! And smile! On purpose!” He looked so happy he could cry. Robin, meanwhile, was thoroughly confused. “Since when do you take part in Beast Boy’s pranks?” azarathian (Raven): Her smile quickly melted to reveal a stunned stare as she leaned back from his approach. That had… not been what she’d expected to follow. Unsure of how to react, of what to even do, her eyes flitted to Robin, then back to Beast Boy, then to Robin as the two gaped at her - each for very different reasons. “… What?” she uttered. “It was funny.” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): The changeling couldn’t stop grinning, but he did manage to finally shut up. “I should finish making breakfast.” He practically floated out of the room, elated. “I got a laugh from Raven~ Now it’s time to make what everyone’s cravin~ Waffles~ Waffles~ Life without would be awful….s~” Well, he tried. Robin just rubbed his temple and shook his head. “I’m funny~ Worth your money~ Which I look like ‘cause I’m green~ Shape shifting epic teen~ Heart of the team~” azarathian (Raven): Both Robin and Raven’s gaze clung to the prankster as he paraded off down the corridor, both at a total loss for words.

Finally, as his singing withered away down the halls, Raven broke the silence. “Weirdo…” Almost as if the past few minutes hadn’t happened, she followed on past Robin down the same corridor, intent for the kitchen where breakfast would be. And it was like that giggling girl at the door had taken a trip. “Wait,” Robin halted, before jogging to catch up with her. Walking beside the empath, he looked to her, confused. “What was that?” “What?” “Since when do you get in on Beast Boy’s pranks? Since when do you laugh at them?” Inquisition was written into his face, a hooked brow creasing his forehead. Raven took a second, then shifted her own gaze to meet his. “Since you became such an easy target,” she smirked, proud, before wandering off ahead and leaving the boy to just ogle in her wake. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): After breakfast, it was time for training. An emotional release last night, a good breakfast that morning, and a laugh from Raven left Beast Boy in the best of moods. Even if he hadn’t slept properly the night before, he leaped right into training. He exercised his various animal forms, stopping occasionally to cheer on his team mates. “Woo! Blast ‘em Cy! Go, Raven! Magic those drones!”

He acted as though he’d just realized his powers and his team and couldn’t get enough of them. This wound up distracting him, however, and he broke one of the machines not to be broken. “Uh-oh…”

He soon realized his blunder. Some things on the training grounds are meant to be broken. Others, however, are meant to be kept in tact. Robin was definitely going to chew him out for this. azarathian (Raven): Raven couldn’t have been more grateful for the breakfast he’d made her. With a plate full of syrupy waffles and a hot brew of tea, she managed to summon the will to tackle training head-on. In fact, the often apathetic titan found herself in a particularly good mood this morning; a rewarding contrast to the dreadful one she’d fallen asleep in. She couldn’t say for sure, but still regarded the likeliness that another certain team member’s energy was rubbing off on her a touch.

With hood raised, Raven soared through the drone-mine arena, sensing the swarm of threatening bots upon her. Halting in flight to face the horde, she shielded herself with a black guard before propelling it forward to smash against each and every droid. They shattered to the floor in a roaring crash, and she lowered till her feet touched ground. Unsure as to why, she felt her eyes drift over to the boy who’d been cheering her on, expecting to see him elated. But instead, he looked concerned and flustered at something… so she wandered over to see what was wrong. “You oka–” When her sight caught the busted machine, the brand new one that had been specially designed to work against each titans’ abilities, she halted. “… Smooth.” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): “Smooth like my Rocky Road non dairy ice cream…”

“Robin’s gonna kill me!”

He grabbed her and slid down her frame as though he was dying. “It was nice knowing you while it lasted! Make sure Starfire doesn’t overfeed Silkie! Tell my wife I loved her!” He slid all the way down, lying face first on the ground. It was an oscar worthy performance, he thought to himself. The changeling continued to lie face first on the ground as death their leader approached. “What’s going on over-” He caught the sight of the destroyed machine. “Our new training machine! We just got that!” azarathian (Raven): She lowered her hood and leaned in to get a better look. He’d really done a number on it, but she thought against questioning why. Sometimes, in training, these things just happen… It was just unfortunate for Beast Boy that this had happened to the one new machine Robin had been praising and raving over since its arrival. “Yep. You’re dead.” She didn’t even try to disagree, even as he proclaimed his theatrical speech, sliding down her cloak with all the grace of an elephant.

As Robin advanced upon the two, funeral bells were practically audible. “It was a good life,” she said. “Our new training machine! We just got that!” Initially, she braced for the tirade of abuse that the boy at her feet was about to endure, then suddenly remembered the previous night. Like a hit to the face, the memories of what he’d said about himself - about feeling worthless and like the least valued member of the team, about how she was so much more important than himself, about how the only thing he could do was push his jokes upon his friends - came flooding over her. And almost instinctively, she found herself doing something she’d never done before. “It was me,” she said, meeting her leader’s eyes. “It was an accident, but I’ll right it. Don’t worry.” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): She was taking the fall?! He couldn’t believe it. Beast Boy tilted his head just slightly so he could look up and see the scene unfold. “You?!” The leader practically erupted into flames, not caring that she claimed she could make it right. He was practically infatuated with that machine. “How could you?! We just got that machine! You knew how important it was! I’d expect this kind of recklessness out of Beast Boy, but you know better!” Robin looked to the green teen lying on the ground. “This is no time for a nap, Beast Boy! I don’t care if you made breakfast this morning, that won’t excuse you from training!” He wouldn’t usually be this harsh, but he was speaking out of anger. azarathian (Raven): “Are you done?” Subconsciously, she understood Robin’s reproach. Like the rest of them, he’d been up earlier than any merry person should ever be up. He was probably drained, tetchy, and on edge as Robin often was anyway. And perhaps if this were happening a week ago, she’d have kept to herself and not even thought to confront her leader. But at this time, knowing what she now knew, the agitation she felt from his words was slipping from her like a stream.

“I said I’ll right it. There’s no need to bring others into it. It’s just a machine.” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): The spiky hair teen stared her down for a moment, before turning with a huff. “Fine. Right it. But be careful next time.” He turned to walk off. As Robin left, Beast Boy stood up and started to dust himself off. This all seemed so strange. Raven taking the fall for him and claiming that his mistake, though believed to be hers, is no big deal, was something he’d never thought she’d do. He was a little at loss for words. azarathian (Raven): She honestly wasn’t sure how she’d right it, but the thought was but a small, fleeting thing in her mind in that moment. Even as he marched away from her, she eyed the back of his head, patience still worn thin. “And by the way,” she found her mouth open and talking words she hadn’t intended to once again. “Beast Boy’s ‘recklessness’ has helped out on more than one occasion.” By the pause in his step, she assumed he’d heard her, but he hadn’t stopped to respond, merely exiting in his signature lone-wolf mood. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): Beast Boy stared at the pale teen with wide eyes. Not only would she not allow Beast Boy to insult himself, she wouldn’t allow anyone else to either. At least, for now. She cared more than he ever thought she did. His eyes seemed to sparkle as he thought about all of this. “Raven…” He spoke once their leader was out of earshot. “I was gonna ask why you did that, but I already know the answer. I’m sorry I ever thought you didn’t care about me. I care about you too. I hope I’ve made it obvious by this point.” He smiled at her. “We really are friends, even if I’ve had my doubts. And you know what friends do?” He smirked and took a battle stance, looking playfully determined.

azarathian (Raven): “We really are friends, even if I’ve had my doubts. And you know what friends do?” She took a step back at the changeling’s position, but quickly recovered with an inquisitive brow and her weight leaning to one hip. “Uh… fight?” Friends fight. Something about that sounded a bit wrong. But by his stance, what else could he be suggesting? titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): “Yeah! Friends that fight together, stay together!” He stood up and grinned at her excitedly. He meant to imply friends fight others together, but he didn’t word it quite right. “We need to come up with a wicked combo move! No more of you just saving my butt, we kick butt together!” He bounced up and down excitedly. “C’mon! Star can fly Robin for aerial attacks, I can fly Cy for aerial attacks, Robin and Cyborg have the sonic boom, we need a combo move!” azarathian (Raven): “Hey,” Raven retorted. “You’ve saved mine too. You know, once or twice.” The tug at her lips reassured she was just teasing. Now that he mentioned it, the only other titan Raven shared a combo move with was Starfire. The only other he shared one with was Cyborg. But that had always suited her fine; she wasn’t one much for fusing her powers with another’s, but she couldn’t think of a good reason why not to try. Maybe something good could come out of it. “If you can think of something, I’m up for trying it… Just try not to take it out on any more machines?” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): He chuckled, knowing she was just teasing. He scratched the back of his head. “I won’t, I won’t. Honestly, I have no idea.” He lightly knocked his fist against his head. “C’mon, wooork!” He tried to think of Raven’s powers and how they could work with his own. He held up a finger with a grin. “Ah-ha!” He had an idea. “You can move others. And fast. I can turn into the fastest animals out there, but I either take time to reach top speed or tire quickly. If you could move me at top speed, I could turn into something huge at the last second and hit them like a giant bullet!” azarathian (Raven): Envisioning his description in a battle scenario, she sketched out the impact it would have on an enemy in her mind. And when she played it all out… it actually seemed to come together. “That could work,” she said, surprised he’d come up with something so quickly. “Like a discus throw. I launch you as something small on an energy plate to give the momentum, and at the last second you become something big…” Her thoughts wandered for a moment, until they hit another notion. “What if whatever you turned into on impact had a horn? Like a rhino or a narwhal? It’d act as a javelin, in a way…” Raven looked to him for his approval. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): He had a good idea? He had a good idea! He celebrated internally at the thought. And maybe a little externally. His eyes and smile widened at Raven’s addition. “Dude! That’s genius! But which one? If I’m a narwhal, I’ll have a longer and straighter horn. If I’m a rhino, I’ll have a thicker horn, but shorter and curved.” He thought for a moment. “Maybe narwhal for precision, rhino for strength?” azarathian (Raven): “I’ll let you be the judge for the situation,” she reasoned, a sense of triumph washing over her. That could actually be a really effective move. Perhaps they should’ve thought of it sooner, she mused. “We should probably… practice outdoors, though.” A giant, horned creature propelling through the tower would surely do nothing for their leader’s already foul mood. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): He chuckled. “Yeah. Maybe we can practice just the small animal part for now.” Once they’d agreed on a battle plan, they resumed training together. Despite the lack of sleep, today was looking to be a great day. And it wouldn’t have been without such a great friend. {Fin}

[maladaptive-ninja-returns]

15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

I was tagged by @y-not-loki ...and @thatweirdwalangpake (?)(I'm sorry I'm forgetting a lot of things lately) aaaand I am pretty sure by many other people as well and I apologise it took me soooooooo long to come around and do this

1. Are you named for anyone?

Nope. Apparently my grandma could clearly see my future and somehow kept the most appropriate name for strangers to go 'ooooh that name suits your personality so perfectly!' when I interact with them the first time.

*shrugs*

2. When was the last time you cried?

Hmm...two days ago? I was chatting with someone and telling them how grateful I was for them just coming into my life out of nowhere. Yup...I was...crying then. Couldn't really help it.

3. Do you have any kids?

...do my plushies and dogs and cats who've adopted me count?

If so, then yes. I have *counts a giraffe, a rabbit, a bear, three dogs, two cats* eight kids.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

With siblings. Internally, with myself because why not.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

The way they treat people at a perceivably lower stature than them. (can't help it, really). And eyes, which is ironic really because I suck at making eye contact with strangers.

6. What’s your eye color?

It's a fiery brown with undertones of red in the absence of good lighting and a woody ocean like...um...dense bourbon under the sun (does that make sense?)

7. Scary movie, or a happy ending?

Neither if they don't have a good story line. I do like watching scary movies and not letting myself sleep for the next week because somehow the past me think it would be fuuuun...idiot

Happy endings are great too. But I'll always prefer a good storyline.

Look me in the eye Marvel coz this is for you

8. Any special talents?

So I once did theatre in school and my teacher would not stop gushing about it. I guess I had...have a knack for acting? I don't know. Have always been scared to explore it in this cruel world.

Apart from that I am...a decent writer.

Sometimes I sing. Some people like my voice. Others are my brothers.

9. Where were you born?

In the wrong world because clearly my mind does not seem to stay here for even a single moment and is always wandering in search of something it won't tell me straightaway

10. What are your hobbies?

I write. I draw. I...hear music. Sometimes I dance, usually when I'm alone and pretty much do anything with my body, twist it any way, sprain a muscle, curse it, go back at doing the goofy steps again

11. Do you have any pets?

In a way...yes. I have three dogs. And a street cat that sometimes meows for milk at the oddest hours outside my kitchen

12. What sports have you played?

If by played you mean broken at least one leg then I've played basketball, football, tennis and badminton

13. How tall are you?

5'8 I think. Is it enough to model? If so then no better time than now

14. Favorite subject in school?

My favourite used to be Biology and English Literature.

15. Dream job?

A creator of sorts.

So I'd like to tag @tarithenurse but I'm sure she's already done this one. Also @lokis-lady-death @ultraslytherwin @kinghiddlestonanddixon

[bluepenguinstories]

Intention Headaches Chapter Four

Croaking, creaky, doors to heaven or a flash of bright lights reminiscent of a distant city for gambling purposes. Seed or glitter tossed to the audience of bird; dove and pigeon swooped down from above in the guise of hundreds of humans, all ready for a night of party. Sign changed to that of a welcoming invitation, an embrace fulfilled.

Swooners and swingers, uppers and downers. Sitters and stands found their places, some on stages, some in the dimmer recesses. In the middle of it all, a mild-mannered strict enforcer of peace among chaos cleaned glasses.

Some folks, card and dice in hand, bet high stakes; those playing Russian Roulette with a full clip. Some were on their last leg. There was one, solitaire player, alone at a table, with two legs, and mouth full of stake.

She had become without arm nor ornament, having to chew the fat and whatever else was left through the means as one would have at a pie-eating contest; mouth against the table, table against the grain. Although a steak, recent losses also reduced the quality to that of a super rare rather plus ultra.

“How goes your loss of arms?” One privateer sans privacy peeked at two stumps beside a line added.

“Shit's easy 'cept can't afford prosthetic 'til our gang gets a win. Love usin' my mouth, however.”

Sage nod, wisdom as a slow up and down motion.

“Experience any phantom limb?” Phantom crook hovered over, pale and ghastly gourd in hand.

“Don't believe in ghosts.”

Damned nod dawned on hovering attention hoarders.

Toward center:

“I had a wife once,” said old friend to tender of bars.

“I know,” gave a master of tender bars.

Old friend man strolled toward former owner of arms. He relaxed a pat on a shoulder, lest a back be pat.

“One day my story will be told,” he assured more lines added.

“Yeah, and who's gonna tell it, asshole?” She shot back, less with a gun and rather chunks of meat flying from a gaping hole in a face where food at times enters. “'Cause if it's from you, it's not worth hearing about!”

His stature was far from a statue, yet his manner was monumental. Rather chipped shoulder came crashing down, upside on a frown.

“It becomes more clear.”

However, smudged was what entered from behind a hue.

“What do you have against autobiographies? My dear, a automatic biological response toward the self is a circular motion. Jerking, ever forward, sliding sleight of hand marks for a rotary notary.”

Add a shiver to a line. Creep tingled spine.

Behind, vociferous virginal cackle crackled. Stooped stature. One and only entrance, where all else was least expected.

“It has come to my attention that my family of misfits have suffered some losses!” Such an announcement. “No more! I say! We shall overcome this laboratory love, seek shelter from ourselves! Turn inward and a new leaf forward! All who join my gang today gain free drinks on me!”

Thunderous lightning in bottles.

Adeline kept head down, as head above water came skin deep.

“There are two I fear: Sylvie and Virginia.”

To the other Woolfs, howls were deafening. Fangs were spiked in drinks. Yet, when in the presence of a Virginia, her commands were akin to carrying rocks in one's pockets and heading out to sea.

Right on cue, a tunic beat sprung from leaps and bounds of snapping fingers, rickety floorboards, and pickled shoelaces. Such a hall dedicated to tango. Dancers took a new center stage. Pinstripe, tuxedo, tutu, and tunic.

“May I have this dance?” One said to the other.

“No,” other said to one.

The two proceeded to tango. Separately. Creating their own moves. Spun and hiss from the potter's wheel.

“Sing us a song, piano man!” One in the crowd cheered and jeered, a jaunty musk enchanted a nostril torpedo humanoid.

Tune in minor D, flat. Singing in major G, sharp.

“I was born in an institution, so take me to the institution. Hollow out my skull for me, baby.”

Everyone snapped their fingers, sans those without or those with taste buds. Budding tastes abased. Upper right square, centerfold, holy ritualistic loneliness devoured a devout silent speaker.

Muttered, a sufferer. Alone, red wine.

“The church claims to hand out prayers to those in need. The church claims to heal all those with wounds. But how can such wounds be shaved when they come from the hands of one above? How can prayers reach, how can one pray, when one is prey to a praying mantis?”

Her words were a sermon, to and from her alone. All those to see, herself. Though there were two, seeing her.

“Annie, the sharpshooter. Tricky, thick needle. Not one made claim to touch her.”

One of two. Pointer. Point and jeer.

“Sharpshooter or fragile flower?”

Other, drinker. Just as most. Mostly morose.

“Church. We've been over this. Bullets. She knows this.”

“Her mother keeps a keen eye.”

“Of the Sextons?”

“Not one made claim to touch her, but one.”

Turtle and porcupine pawned a torch through a blazing trail, overheard outcrop of silent words.

“Yo, Buddy?”

Turtle had a back, no shell.

“Was that my name?”

“Such a dilemma, that Annie case.”

“Which one?”

Porcupine did a sit, then pointed to a sit, then took a stand. Syd was still on the fence. Respect on a mend.

“I respect women, but what about women who disrespect women?”

Turtle dove, diving down a crown.

“Respect a little less?”

Adeline, minding less of a mind and a little more risky business, less stake for steak, took to munching carpet. Similar texture, less cost.

Decimation, ten of them. Torturous conditions. Smaller and smaller, then lesser and greater than the sum of their tears for fears. Out on the other end, next kareoke session.

“My cue!” Glee, jitter bug and shut-in cough tourist.

As all else, empty, Syd, short for a name forbidden, spoke aloud.

“MOOD CHANGE TONIGHT!” Brought impassioned introduction, then a sing along to a line of lyric. “GIRLS JUST WANNA HAVE FUUUUN!”

Abridged, bridged gaps, two ladies took hands. Unmarried, unbridled, in bridal regalia as regal as larked tongue.

“Why do you date him?” Lustrous loss owner inquired.

“He's harmless. Undangerous man, a safe, sure bet.” She curled over her hair, flexing her neck, sticking it outward in case ladies were to observe. Star tattooed, shoreline above the mantle.

Annie, less drink, more sorrow. Sylvie, more observant, sharp gaze.

“I prefer not to comment.”

“Leader of Sextons, her mother. Weren't the three of us in the same hospital?” Less Victoria, more Virginia mouthed audible.

“I share not her views. We begin and end with being acquainted.”

“Oh, come on, dear,” Sizzled, swizzled nails. Swerved, curly hair. White, silver, grey, painted. Glasses that zoom in and out of frame. “Do we not share our fascinations with death? Look around us, we have all suffered losses. We are dead among the dead. Is that not cause for celebration?”

Silent. Serene. Hostile.

“There are a million reasons to die. There are a million reasons to live. Regardless, we all experience one and the other at one point or another.”

“Hmph. Well, darling. We could talk for days about it.”

“Between nature and nurture, I do not force hands.”

She strode her stroll toward a grassy knoll within inner chambers of a table toward the back, varnished and vanished driftwood matte. Drink, had hand tilted with glass. Knotty bramble ale, crisp to the core of an apple and cider.

“I think I don't want society, but then I think I want society because society wants me to want society,” silver, slivered Syl.

“Societal pressures?” Verge in a woman inquiry.

“More that I don't know what I want if I don't have it. But do I only not want it because it wants me to not want it? And when I want it do I want it because it wants me to want it or is it my own desire? Do I desire to live in a society, or live outside? Do I desire to live, or without?”

Another fucking sip, babes took their places, hips and waist belly dances. Boomed a bounce off another end of another corner, crowd gathered to sharks and gatherers.

“I once knew a man named Dave,” dealer dealt shame.

“Say, pal, y'bought any penises recently?”

“Couldn't afford it. Couldn't win enough missions. Tried going in, trying on different dicks. Saw a penis I liked and asked the register. Clerk clocked me. Caught me and coughed up foul interplay of lessons in lack of funds and lack of missions won. Said come back when gang's more renowned. Screwed up, balls of screws.”

“What about a vagina?”

“Those are in even rarer supplies, mate. Try buyin' pussy and folks say 'our selection is for higher ranks. Come back with a little more, no a lot. Lot and lot of renown. Everyone wants one, those who can fit into one can't afford to have one. Now, them Hemingways, too good, little respect. Ain't know what to do. Men who love men, ain't go for dick, ain't try on pussy. Tell ya what's what?”

“My life's a litter box,” interjected strands of hair attached to a face, earl and mache.

“What, Dave?”

“We talking about cats? Because I own a house full. Over 20.”

“Yes, we know, Dave.”

“Y'know,” sized up undulate leader sliced up with a ruler lines of coke. “People think I do drugs, but I DO NOT DO DRUGS. What especially gets me is when they think I do heroin. No. None in this household. I am a vegan. I AM KOSHER. There are those who would call me a post-modernist, but lemme tell you guys somethin': if you measure out the diameter of a filthy swimming pool, describe the height, length, width, dimension, how clean the pool is and what made up the filth in the pool, in details, y'know what that is? REALISM. The real post-modernism is modernism, if you ask me. If you're too afraid to do a little research, then maybe DON'T GO OUT IN THE FIELD.”

Spread out were the cocaine powder locomotive rollercoaster. Salt or sugar, bitter pickle, all snow white.

“Now, anyone want some? I can't have any, I'm allergic.”

Grime, grit, salami-based muscle, pungent four fingers and a thumb attached to a potato called a palm reached for the flour, only for Dave to slap it away.

“Just so you know, a footnote is an endnote if it's at the end.”

Syl emerged from her drink, still in.

“Problem with Hemingway, when us women are ill, we are seen as the illness. When those men are ill, they are martyrs, brave soldiers. We are sent away to a hospital. To get better. Do we get better? Do we get worse? I think we change, in and out, there is a change, no doubt.” Slow sips.

“I'M JUST A GIRL, THAT'S ALL THAT YOU'LL LET ME BEEEEEE--”

Syd's singing. Unprompted.

Syl laugh. She does on alcohol.

“Do you love him?” Virginal census.

“I think I love love,” first responders. “I think I love loving love. But do I love? I think I would love to.”

“Are you in love?”

“Is love something to you as it is to me? I love love as a being, in or out. Am I being in love? I am loving being.”

Hunched, secrets whispered, lungs scattered. Liquids spilled. Glass intact. Bile of much knotty bramble.

“With me,” virgin of the wolfs. “We have much to discuss in the toilets.”

Two ladies followed the vortex of a single file line toward a horizontal stadium of stalls for all to enter. Few leave 'til close. Moss turns, moss directional, director of dissection, wash basins full of mossy oak. Ultimate of bidets on display, only few take. Most wash, some sign off on air.

Some folk wondered what the house special of the night would be, others wondered who belonged to which gang, or which gang belonged to who. There were those who wondered what constituted ale and bourbon and who owned the bonbons.

“You're probably wondering why I decided to show my face tonight,” leader of a ton of sex, hands spread, pose in a alphabetical T.

Nobody wondered that.

“Have mercy...” Mumbling Annie chit-chattered, tiptoed through tapped toes. No one took notice.

“Our gang has received a mission. Simple one at that. Simple, poetic. Seek out a member of the church,”

Others mumbled. Muttered, even.

“I know some of my children are in the audience tonight. Sippin' on some whine, wine, whinge, chardonnay. I ask: who would be willing to make me proud? My dear husband, perhaps? Or maybe I'll return to the hospital and seek if one of the doctors would be willing to join my family,” toot, tort, ruptured spinal speech, with a hoot and a howl to boot mixed in with something afoul afoot.

Splash spot, stood up was fraught fair-minded resolute, daughter with resolve.

“I'll go.”

Crone critter crept forward, slithered toward child (adult as she were).

“Ah, yes. Annie, my dear daughter,” hands upon Annie's shoulder, only her shoulder. Only her shoulder. Still, a flinch. Nerves before determination. Flushed, relieved, two faces attached to complete figures emerged and heard.

“Knowing how she operates. Disgusting.” Silver leadership spoke up.

“No flame, no phoenix. Speak of passion, yet dejection,” verge in a wolf shared opinion.

“True leaders fight alongside their people, or better yet, be the first to die.”

“At the least, inspire passion.”

“Instead, modifications.”

More shivers, between Sylver (if ever her name), Annie (a face green of gables expressed), or the great wolf.

Outside of it all, smokers smoked in the smokers' lounge.

“Wanna go back inside?” One asked.

“Nah. Hear some of the gang leaders are in there.”

Shackled awe, tight spot for jaw.

“What would they be doing here?”

“As private as they are, leadership have every bit of access to ales and spirits as any of us.”

“Now that I think of it, Ernie's always there.”

“Ah yes, 'blood of a unicorn' kid.”

“Blood of a unicorn?”

“Very same one.”

“Damn. Blood of a unicorn. I've been to the woods once or twice. No unicorns spotted. Rabbit, yes.”

“Rabbit? In the woods?”

“Very live rabbit!”

“Rabbit?”

“Hopped along.”

“Deadass? Rabbit?”

“No, alive rabbit.”

“No way. Those haven't existed for a while.”

“Anyway, we should head back inside. Bar's about to close.”

“Still, a rabbit.”

Some shady men, couple in fact, hand in hand, looking inward. Last drinks ordered: Brisk Bristol bourbon and Tempura Tequila.

Soon after, or not long, rather seconds after counting down the hours, safety in numbers huddled from day-to-day monotony began to rain away as seconds ran dry, as did the barrels.

“My doors will close,” bartender took to announcing, image appearing within every visible area of the distracted establishment. “Get your asses out and have a lovely hunt.”

Hemingway leader set down a sturdy book.

“War is ongoing,” Ernie walked, stuck to a miniscule cycle.

“Yes, my friend,” tip of the bartending hat toward world weary pint.

Other nights, others less dry. For a street of blood, oft wanted is a lick of water.

[poppy-in-the-woods]

Let’s Be Weirdos Together (Chapter 9)

Summary: Alice O’Riley is a lonely outcast. She’s ready to finish the senior year and get the hell out of her hometown… until she meets Kostya and he turns her world upside down.

Pairing: Kostya Bocharov/OFC

Overall tags: high school, romance, fluff, real person fanfiction, smut.

Tags for this chapter: high school, love at first sight, threats, lots of swearing.

Author’s note: Thanks again to kostyaaas for encouraging me to post this and thanks to mycoolodessaguy for beta-reading this (They’re so cool, you should check their blogs if you haven’t yet). Hope you like this cheesy high school AU and remember that feedback is always welcome.

9 Octo-puss

I picked up Alice and Letha, and, with her directions, drove to a club in a nearby town. It was called Octo-puss and the sign featured an eight-legged cat.

—The DJ is obsessed with the 90’s and early 2000’s, you’ll see—said Letha, humorous.

—That’s why you like this place so much?—asked Alice.

—It was the best time!

The inside was crowded, lit with red and green laser lights that moved everywhere and strobe lights as well. The fog machine was also on, and there were bubbles coming out of the corners, falling over the people gathered on the dance floor.

—Wait here—Letha said.

She approached the bar, where there were a couple of guys drinking alone. She fixed her hair and smoothed out the front of her very tight and very short dress before poking one of the guys in the shoulder. She then began talking to them, displaying all her charms like a peacock would display his multicoloured tail.

—What is she saying?—Alice asked.

—She’s trying to convince them to buy us drinks—I explained.

—I had already figured out that, Sherlock—Alice rolled her eyes—. Can you hear them?—I nodded— What is she saying?

—She’s pretending to be stuck with us—I explained after listening carefully—. She wants to buy us drinks so we get all handsy with each other. She’s saying maybe that way she can sneak out and maybe hook up with someone, instead of being the third wheel all night.

—Are they buying it?

—One of them is, the other asked why she just doesn’t order the drinks herself. Letha said she forgot her ID at home and that the waiter would never serve her alcohol due her youthful appearance.

Shortly after, Letha came back with three shot glasses.

—You’re unbelievable!—Alice said.

—Cheers!

I drank the clear liquid, which provoked a familiar burning sensation on my throat. Letha had brought vodka shots! It was a pretty cheap one, probably made in some distillery in North America at least an ocean away from Russia or Ukraine, but it felt a bit like home.

—What the hell is this? Napalm?—Alice asked, gasping and coughing.

—It’s vodka!—Letha said, cheerfully—Straight from the heart of Mother Russia!

Well, that was doubtful…

—Tastes like cologne—Alice said, grimacing. I laughed; that was more accurate.

—I thought you were into all things Slavic lately—she said, winking at me while elbowing Alice.

—Letha!—Alice blushed, outraged and ashamed.

Of course, I had anticipated they would talk. I already knew Alice had told Letha all about our date while keeping my secret. I didn’t blame her: Letha probably was the only person whom Alice could talk about that kind of things. Girls talk, boys talk, it was no big deal.

—Don’t worry, my love—I whispered into her ear, grabbing her by her waist and bringing her closer to me—. It’s okay.

We danced for a while. Right then, the DJ was playing slow songs and I was happy to move side to side with Alice, kissing her occasionally. Letha, tired of our lovebirds’ attitude, danced around a bit and then came back.

—Who is having fuuuun?—she shouted, hands in the air, cheeks flushed.

—I’m having fun—Alice said, smiling—. Are you having fun, Kostya?

—So much fun I think I’m going to die—I said, with a deadpan face. The girls laughed.

—Oh, I think I need some water and fresh air—Letha said—. Do you guys want to come?

—I could use some fresh air—Alice said.

—I’ll go too.

So we bought water bottles, went out and rested our backs against the façade of the Octo-puss.

—Okay, enough sipping from other people’s glasses—Letha said and proceeded to chug half the bottle.

—Isn’t that a bit unsafe?—Alice asked.

—Nah. I mean, nobody would roofie their own drink, right?—she said, shrugging. Sighing, she took off her heels and sat on the pavement.

—I guess not.

—Mind if I light a cigarette, ladies?—I asked.

—Go ahead—Letha said, too focused on her aching feet to care what others did.

—I didn’t know you smoked—Alice said. She seemed a bit disappointed.

—I don’t do it often, but yeah, I smoke—I said—. It’s a bad habit, I know, but…

She didn’t like it, and I never felt that ashamed of my smoking habit before. I had been smoking for most of the 20th century and I knew it was bad for those around me, but never felt I had to quit until she looked me like that.

—Okay.

—Just one, I promise.

—Okay.

[madamescarlette]

DAILY TORTURE SESH HI!! Okay so this can either be very easy or very horrible. New year's day OR Begin again. Have fuuuun

OW OW OW

but my first instinct is Begin Again??? I think because I’ve had the most time with it, and I have a real life situation ™ to apply it to. I LOVE NEW YEAR’S DAY THOUGH. It is pure joy all bottled up in a song. It’s patient, it rings on forever, it’s like windchimes sounding in the summertime. I literally wrote an entire essay on how much I loved NYD especially in contrast to all her finale songs. However!!!! (There’s always a however in these answers) However, while I DO love New Year’s Day, for me now it has become something….special. Something I have to save, that I can only listen to every so often. That’s not a statement on its goodness- in fact, it’s quite the opposite. I can only listen to NYD so many times at once because it fills me with a particular type of joy- the type of joy that I associate with Christmases, or birthdays, or anniversaries. The type of joy that comes with celebration, but also memory??? Does this make sense??? It’s something I have to save- it’s not for everyday use. It doesn’t mean that I love it less- I just don’t live with it as much, really. 

BEGIN AGAIN, HOWEVER. Begin Again is a song I could probably listen to every day for the rest of my life and never get tired of. It’s so sweet! It’s so light!! But it earned that lightness!! I will always love it for the fact that it’s so.....surprised at its own happiness?? It’s essentially about someone who forgot how happy they can be, and it’s a new beginning for them, but written as an epilogue is written. (Holy Ground, for instance, is another “epilogue” song. They’re on a different level entirely.) And it’s written in the most satisfyingly vivid-and-mundane way, like you can ALMOST see them walking down the street, like you can ALMOST see them laughing in the cafe. It’s one of those classic Taylor moments where she takes a single, golden moment, and magnifies it for an entire song, and you can feel her tangible, unsure happiness perk up again, filling your heart like it does hers. It’s so- so wise, but at the same time so YOUNG. (I don’t know how to explain that properly, other than to say- when you’re young sometimes you forget how much capacity you have for healing. You’re like *dramatically flings self over couch* “I’LL NEVER LOVE AGAIN!!! MY LIFE IS OVER!!!! I’M DONE!!!!!” and it’s just so.....young!! :D)

Do you know the most heartbreaking, but healing truth about Begin Again? It’s about someone who is convinced that they’ve used up all their chances for love and belonging in life, who thinks they’ve put the happiest times in their life behind them, that they will never find a love that is an end to all the endings, but disappears in the morning light. AND THEY ARE PROVED WRONG. Love creeps into their life again, even after they’d decided such things were gone from their life forever. Love finds you again, even after you’d convinced yourself you never deserved it in the first place. And that, more than anything, makes Begin Again one of the most heartwarming songs Taylor has ever written. She gets to start over, she gets to begin again, even after being torn down and broken apart. Isn’t that the most beautifully hopeful thing you’ve ever heard? It’s Taylor’s way of saying- there’s always a fresh start around the corner. And I love it for that. For that hope, and for everything else. 

[musashi]

(1) “Jess, what… were you so afraid of?” Jessie was not a dam. She was a glacier. Cracks slowly snaked their way up her one by one as the years passed, tattooing her foundations with ominous lines. She was expecting something so much more climactic would send her fragmented and cascading into the ocean—not a simple question, not something she refused to ask herself. Bits and pieces of her began to break and hit the cold, dark waves. Sobs strangled her throat, clawing at her words.

“He…” her voice came out strained and weak, tears rolling down her cheeks. “…I was never going to see him again.” 

Cassidy was caught off guard by the statement, and the sudden presence of fresh tears in the face of a woman she’d never seen so much as flinch at the ways of the world. She wanted to comfort her, but she felt as though she couldn’t reach Jessie where she was.  

this whole chapter was “time to REALLY drive the point home that jessie has borderline personality disorder” so i basically elected to make it about something i’d experienced time and time again in my worser days when i could not effectively manage my symptoms! wherein james breathed the same air as some other girl, and maybe jessie was having a bad day, maybe james had been distant lately, maybe the girl she saw had striking red hair or made james laugh or whatever. the point is, jessie’s head went from 0 to “look at that! he’s replaced you, and now he’s going to leave you to run off with someone shinier and newer.” in .2 seconds, so she left without a single word, running running running because if you abandon them first, they can’t abandon you.

i wanted there to be an inherent, unsettling feeling in this conversation while still angling the readers toward jessie in a sympathetic light. unsettling because… what jessie did is fucked up. she abandoned her best friend when he did NOTHING wrong, all because of her own fears and conclusions. james was alone for a good few years blaming himself, and lacking closure, and probably being ruined on the daily wondering what he did to make her leave after everything they’d been through. she really fucked him up. she really, really fucked him up over something that he didn’t even do.

but at the same time, you’re meant to know that jessie only came to those ridiculous conclusions because of the trauma she’s been through. she knows literally nothing else. she doesn’t understand that you can have friends, and that the logical end to that friendship isn’t always going to be that they’ll abandon you. she doesn’t understand because she’s never known anything else, everything seems temporary to her. so in all honesty, i wanted to put the reader in a very conflicted position where they simultaneously feel james was wronged, but understand and sympathize with jessie even though her actions aren’t justified despite her past. i wanted to drive home the grey morality themes of DTE and also just like… write a borderline character because it sucks being That Way and this is how i cope, lol.

obv this scene is important from a less meta standpoint because it makes jessie & cassidy’s breakup even sadder, too. it’s a really fucked up reality, but when you’re borderline, most of your life is this conversation:

“everyone leaves me and it has irreparably damaged me as a person to the point of where i cannot forge proper relationships without fear and trust issues because i inherently believe everyone will abandon me in the end and have not been proven wrong.”

“that’s so fucked up, i love you so much, i would never leave you”

[time passes]

“i thought you said you would never leave me”

“sorry but you are a damaged person who cannot forge proper relationships without fear and trust issues and i can’t handle it”

and then the cycle continues lol. so naturally i had to write jessie disclosing her fear of abandonment in a moment of vulnerability and cassidy giving her the old “i wont leave you,” speech, cut to literally the next scene where cassidy’s cheated on her because she’s Too Much and she’s tired of it.

fuuuun!

(send me words from my fanfiction and i’ll give you DVD commentary)

[elliotthezubat]

Death City Days Chapter 79

more of the Germany arc, yay!

[[cont from part 78]]

Kunikida: "??? Why are you shivering?" atsushi: *ACHOO*... *sniff* Kunikida: "..." *hands a tissue* "Bring some." atsushi: t-thanks... Tanizaki: "Not the worst seats..." naomi: im so excited! Dazai: "...So, are there lasers?" naomi: -_-; no. it's ballet. Dazai: "Revealing outfits?" -PUNCH- Dazai: *collapsed* Kyoka: -_-; -in the changing room- girl: *humming as she's getting ready* Director: *from outside* "5 minutes." girl: <ok~> *Phone rings with a text* girl: ~?? *checks it* text: [knock 'em dead] girl: ... *smirks* -elsewhere- Kunikida: *checking his watch* "Why haven't they started?" -the show is starting now- Kunikida: *sits up* Dazai: *has opera glasses on* atsushi: .... *Light music plays...before the orchestra really makes itself heard* girl: *dancing along gracefully* Kunikida: *follows the movements." Kyoka: *shiny eyes* Dazai: OwO girl: UuU ~ Tanizaki: ._.; *whispers* "??? Um...I thought there'd be more dancers?" guy: what are you talking about? there's plenty of people up there. Kunikida: "!!!" *bolts upright* atsushi: kunikida? etta: fufufu~ come and join the fun, mr agency man~ Kunikida: "..." *puts his hands up on his head--like a ballerina* O____o Audience member: "Hey! Down in front!" -organ music is faintly heard- atsushi: ??? *runs to investigate* etta: why not come up on stage, mr agency man~? Dazai: "..." *pulls out popcorn, munches* Tanizaki: *double take* "?!!!" naomi:...something's wrong here... kunikida's acting weird. Kunikida: "I will not--!" *starts spinning on one leg down the aisle* ._____.;;;;; etta: hehe~ Kyoka: "..." *looks around* "Did they gas this building?" etta: why not come up on stage? *pulls her hand back* Kunikida: *as Etta pulls her hand back, Kunikida does a ballet leap onto the stage, landing perfectly on one foot* O-O;;; "...What the hell are you doing to me?" etta: just having some fun before eliminating you, mr agency man~<3 Kunikida: "!!!" ("And I can't reach my book...Damn it!") *gets down on one knee, hand out as if to lift her up* .___.; Dazai: =w= "This...is culture at its highest." -lift- etta: watch where you put your hands now~ Kunikida: .\\\\\\. *screaming internally as he spins before getting on one knee, holding her up in the air* Kyoka: *has a gas mask on* "I think we need to intervene now." naomi: its likely an ability. dazai! Dazai: "D'aw..." *hands the popcorn to Naomi* "Fine. I just hope someone is filming this..." *stands up, stretches* "Just point me to the stairs..." -outside- atsushi: *listening, looking around* Stein: *blows a bubble from gum* "...???" soul: yeah, bubblegum does that....huh, that nakajima kid really needs to go to the bathroom it seems... Stein: *pulls back in the gum* "Yo. Atsushi." atsushi: cant talk right now sir, business calls. *notices a door* there! *goes in* Stein: "...That was no bathroom." *starts walking back into the theater* soul: *follows* etta: hehehehe~ dance my little puppets~! Stein: "...What." Kunikida: *doing kick-steps* "Make. This. STOP!" soul: come on doc! Stein: *runs up towards the stage* soul: *scythe mode* Dazai: TwT "Not what I had in mind..." *tries to reach for Etta* "Just touch her..." -YOINK- *Dazai is still stuck dancing even as he reaches for her* etta: oh my, how rude and lewd of you! Dazai: QwQ "If I touch you, I can stop this sugar plum nightmare!!!" etta: awww, but we're having so much fuuuun~<3 *wink* Dazai: TwT "My legs are going to kill me in the morning..." *light bulb* "THEN I MUST KEEP DANCING!" Kunikida: "NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR YOUR FANTASIES!!!" *leaps* etta: hehehe, AHAHAHAHAHA!! <3 -SLASH- etta: !!!! soul: yo, whats up? Dazai: *catches Kunikida* owo etta: HOW DARE YOU! D8< Kunikida: -_-; "Hello. Could you please turn off her ability?" Stein: "We'll do so, once we identify how..." atsushi: .... *on the balcony, waving for tanizaki to follow him* Tanizaki: *running* naomi:... -n-; -upstairs- Tanizaki: *gets up the stairs* atsushi: *listening....its not too far now* Tanizaki: ("What even is that music...") atsushi: *kicks down the door* -there is a man there playing....the same man who gave tanizaki the tickets- Tanizaki: *pants, doubled over...looks up* "?! You!" man: hmm? oh, a pleasure to see you again, monsieur. Tanizaki: "You're that creepy French guy who was kissing a body pillow-thing!" man: FIEND! HOW DARE YOU! *pats the dolls face* shhh, <its alright my love, he did not mean it.> *smooch* atsushi: .____.; Tanizaki: "I meant every last word of it, you liar! This was obviously a trap--and you will release Kunikida now! ...And Dazai." man: well now lad, now you have invoked my ire. *pulls out a rapier* have at you! Tanizaki: D: "H-Hey! I don't have a weapon!" atsushi: look for one then! D8> Tanizaki: *looks around--picks up...a broom* Q_Q;;; leroux: *attacking* Tanizaki: *just a bit closer and--* *smirks* leroux: en guarde! *Something shimmers* leroux: oh? *The illusion of Tanizaki fades--as a tiger appears in front of Leroux* leroux: !!! Atsushi: *swings a claw at Leroux's head* leroux: *dodge* at least wait until the 1st act is over! we do have a full house tonight! Atsushi: *leaps in tiger form, reverting to human form with one tiger fist* "Then intermission comes early!" leroux: !!!! *STAB IN THE ARM* Atsushi: *growls...showing fangs* leroux: owo; Atsushi: *opens his mouth wide--and bites off the doll's head* leroux: D8> *SCREEEEEEAMS* *CLICK behind Leroux* leroux: !!!! *turns back* *Tanizaki appears out of the background, a gun pointed at Leroux's forehead* Tanizaki: "Oh, gee--I _did_ have a weapon." leroux: *shaking* SPIT HER HEAD OUT AT ONCE! Atsushi: *does so--right into Leroux's head* leroux: *cradling the head* its ok, christine, i'll fix you right up. Atsushi: *wipes his tongue* Q~Q "It tasted like hairballs and perfume..." Tanizaki: *sympathetic pat* leroux: you agency bastards are merciless. but you wont kill us. we wont allow it! Tanizaki: "Not the intention. We're just minding our business..." leroux: the first act is just about finished... etta: HEHEHEHEHE~ Atsushi: "!!! Oh no..." *looks out the window* Kyoka: "Maybe this..." *tugs on a rope* naomi: *takes a knife from one of her garters and starts cutting it* Kunikida and Dazai: *arms locked, doing the can can kick* Kunikida: "CEASE THIS INSANITY!" Dazai: QwQ etta: but this is fun, right? *dodging soul and stein's attacks* Stein: *swings again, just slicing at the floor* "Nimble, isn't she?" soul: no kidding. etta: why thank you, years of practice~ Stein: *smirks, as he swings again at her* "Makes two of us..." etta: *releasing kunikida, grabbing onto stein* Stein: "!!!" -SLAM INTO THE WALL- soul: DOC! Kunikida: *collapses* "UMPH!" Kyoka: *looks at the floor...* "!!! Naomi, aim the sandbag there..." *there are three slices on the floor around Etta's feet...* naomi: *slice* etta: .... !!!! *jumps back* Dazai: "?!!!" *The sandbag falls--and crashes into the stage, making it hard to stand upright as it caves in* etta: oof!- Dazai: *as they stumble* "Time to nullify!" *puts out his hand* -BOOOOM- -squish- etta:.... ._____. Dazai: .w.;;; -one hand fulla booby- Kyoka: "..." Kunikida: "..." naomi: ..... soul:.....oh god dammit. etta:..... *SLAP* KYA! YOU DIRTY DIRTY BOY! >3< *Kyoka, Naomi, and Kunikida proceed to kick Dazai in the face, while Soul handcuffs Etta* Dazai: "..." =w= "Could you hit me again~?" naomi: *drags him away* we apologize ma'am, you dont deserve this. Dazai: *blows a kiss* etta:... hmph! >n< Stein: *walks over* "Hmm...Can't give much of a performance without a stage..." atsushi: i think it's all good. also, dazai when we get back to the hotel, i want you to take a long cold shower and reevaluate your life. Dazai: -3- etta: uncuff me at once! im not doing anything wrong! if anything _they're_ the bad guys here! Tanizaki: *dragging Leroux downstairs* "Who are you working for?!" leroux: we have no reason to explain anything to you- Tanizaki: *grabs Leroux by the neck* leroux: grk- >-Q Tanizaki: "I could have my tiger friend be a bit more 'persuasive'..." leroux: ._.;;; Stein: "..." *looks at Etta* "You going to let your friend get sliced up, or you going to spill?" etta: YOU JERKS! LEAVE HIM ALONE WE ARENT DOING ANYTHING TO HURT ANYONE! Kunikida: "You know damn well what you did! You--" ???: "I'll handle it from here." atsushi: ??? soul: oh, its you again. girl: ....... ???: *smiles* "I suppose we need more formal introductions..." *shows his wallet* "I'm Theodore Hughes, UK ambassador to Germany." Kyoka: *studying the girl* "..." girl: ........*shuffling her feet* *small glance at kyouka* Kyoka: "..." *small wave* girl:....*small nod* Ted: "I will be taking these two into custody--" Kunikida + Stein: "Now hold on a second--" soul: now hold on- naomi: they tried to hurt my brother and our friends! Ted: *taps his wallet* "As ambassador, my associates have diplomatic immunity under my protection. And the witnesses today only saw the ultimate damage _you_ inflicted on one of Germany's shining luminaries of dance and her musical associate." leroux: but they didnt see anyth- Ted: *smiles at Leroux...with a murderous glint in his eyes* leroux: OwO;;; *holding his doll close* <please have mercy> Ted: "My dear Leroux...lower the facade. Let the audience see these interlopers attacking our dear Etta..." leroux: but, i cant disappoint the audience, they paid so much to attend tonight's performance. as a former actor of the stage myself, it would go against my code of morals to- Stein: "Enough." *waves to the others* "We'll drop this...for now..." *marches up to Hughes* Ted: *smiles sweetly* girl: ...... Stein: "..." *sneers* "I'm from Death City. I know something about immunity...and yours isn't worth the flimsy paper it's printed on. And when this is over..." *mad grin* "I look forward to cutting that smile off your face." Ted: *eyes widen slightly, even as he maintains his composure* Stein: "Soul, let's go..." soul:...*gives him the 'im watching you' look* Kyoka: *grabs Atsushi's hand, tugs* girl:.........*looks at the agency members* Ted: *his smile remains* atsushi:.... Kyoka: *nods to the girl* "Atsushi..." atsushi:....um.... hi? miss.. girl: .......*shaking, steps back* Ted: *pats her shoulder* "Come along, now. We have to find a way to cut these handcuffs off our associates..." girl:.....*shaking* one decuffing later- Ted: "So, what did you learn?" etta: *rubs her wrists* <stupid agency jerks, stupid pervy mummy> Ted: "Hmm...That's not very different from the twins' report...Consistent." leroux: *cradling his doll* <it's alright now, you're safe my darling, dont cry...> Ted: "Well, good work all around, especially you, my dear..." *pats Etta's shoulder* etta: hehehe~ well, i am one of the best~<3 *The door slams open* etta: EEEEEP!!! *Kafka stumbles in* *Walter calmly walks over him* Walter: "Yo." ^^ etta: oh, its just the geek patrol. helloooooo franzy~ Kafka: Q_Q "A-Are you okay, Et-Etta?" etta: im just fine. still annoyed by that pervy mummy bastard. Kafka: "..." *slight twitch* "Wh-Wha-What pe-perv..." *shaking--* Ted: *glares at Kafka* Kafka: ._.;;; *calms down...still shivers* etta: oh my~ are you jealous, franzy~? Kafka: "?!!!! N-Never!" *crosses his arms* "I just had planned multiple contingencies, and none of them foresaw s-such an o-outrage. That pervert likely has so-something wrong with him mentally t-to have done something so disgusting and wrong with you..." etta: hehe, you're jealooous~ *pokes his cheek* Kafka: >\\\\\> Walter: *smiles--as he shovels M&M's out of the bowl into his mouth* -elsewhere- Stein: "That was a reckless interference into official DWMA business--" Kunikida: "--you have a lot of never! Stop stepping in on our mission!" atsushi: we are so sorry sir! soul: sorry 'bout that. Stein: "Your mission? What jurisdiction do you have to--" Dazai: "Now, now~ Let's all try to keep calm--" naomi: CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND SHUT THE FUCK UP. soul: O-O;;;;; Stein + Dazai + Kunikida: ._____.;;; atsushi: O-O;;;;;;;; Kyoka: "..." *small smile* Tanizaki: *clears his throat* "Maybe...we can skip the cliche of in-fighting and jump to working together?" ^^; atsushi: seconded. soul: thirded. Stein: "..." *clears his throat* "Why are you here? And be honest this time." -atsushi explains whats going on- soul:.....holy fucking hell. Stein: "Hmmm...Why would those fools in the theater be so interested in pursuing you all..." *looks at Soul* "I think it's apparent that man you met is hiding some perverse interest in the happenings not only of Atsushi's group but also the Port Mafia." soul: possibly. and whatever those guys from the theater are in, as well. Kunikida: "We put our information out there." *looks at Soul* "What is it that you seek all the way from Death City?" soul: we're investigating a series of murders and dead bodies. Tanizaki: "...I think we can pinpoint some suspects." Kyoka: "Including those bratty bedwetting twins." atsushi: and mr doll man. Dazai: *rubs his cheek* "And the dancer." soul: and mr 'ambassador' Kunikida: *sighs* "Need more evidence before local authorities will act--" Stein: "--enough to overcome even diplomacy..." atsushi: so we got another thing on our plate, then. Dazai: "..." *stomach growls* soul: *hands them a phone number* we'll keep in touch. help each other out. atsushi: right. -elsewhere- leo: i had fun tonight. Motojiro: *nods* "A beautiful performance of dance and aural accompaniment..." *looks at her* leo: *smiles* it was wonderful. Motojiro: owo "Th-Then I'm really glad..." leo:....*leans in* Motojiro: OwO "..." =w= *leans* ???: *aHEM* leo: !!! higuchi:...............*her sleeve is ripped, there is blood on her shirt, she has her hair all messed up, and she looks mad* Motojiro: .___.;;; "...Um...What?" higuchi: oh no, dont mind me, im doing fine after you two DITCHED ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY! *grumbling* goats.....crazy people....had to beat a guy up.....hummus...*mutter mutter* Motojiro: "..." ^^;;;; "I'm sure...that blood will clean right out?" higuchi: it will.....its not mine. Motojiro: o______o;;;;; leo: ._.; im sorry we forgot about you, miss higuchi. we'll spend some time together to make up for it. *bows of apology* Motojiro: *nod nod* higuchi: and i had to carjack an asshole. Motojiro: "Oh...But weren't we supposed to be under the radar?" higuchi: *death glare* {higuchi: *thumb out to hitchhike*} {Driver: "?!!!" *drives by--and pulls over*} {higuchi: i need to get back to the city-} {Driver: <You shouldn't stand that close to the road!>} {higuchi: im trying to get back to town! i had a long day and im very tired!} {Driver: "Look, bitch--there are still rules to follow--"} {higuchi: OH I'M A BITCH, HUH? *rips off his license plate and throws it into the grass* GO FETCH!} higuchi: *grumbling* Motojiro: "...Was it a nice car?" -elsewhere- Lucy: *tossing in bed* "..." *reaches for her phone* [u okay?] atsushi: [yeah. long day *tired tiger emoticon*] Lucy: "..." [please rest tonight. okay?] atsushi: [u 2. love you <3 ] Lucy: .\\\\. [luv u 2 xoxo ] atsushi: *smiles* Kyoka: "...How is she?" atsushi: doing pretty good. and katai said he'd look up these guys. Kyoka: "...Atsushi. That girl..." atsushi: ?? Kyoka: "She looked...broken." atsushi: ..... {girl: .....} {Kyoka: *stares as she and the Agency walk off...looks back at the girl*} {Ted: "Didn't you hear me?"} {girl: s...s-sorry sir...} {Kyoka: *worried whine*} {girl:... *she looks back at kyouka, her eyes look lifeless.....like kyouka's had once been long ago...} {Kyoka: "..." *grabs Atsushi's hand*} {atsushi: ?? kyouka? what's wrong?} atsushi: kyouka? kyoukaaaa? *waves hand in her face* Kyoka: *crying* atsushi: !!!! kyouka?! kyouka what's wrong?! Kyoka: "H-He...That man...He's hurting her..." atsushi: ??? Kyoka: "The look on her face...was how I looked when the Mafia...when they..." *covers her face* atsushi:....*brotherly hug* Kyoka: *holds onto him, crying* naomi: whats all the noise-....kyouka? kyouka what's going on? -elsewhere- Yukio: *thumbing through a book* shura: so how's classes for ya? Yukio: "I am guiding the students in exorcising the mysteries..." shura: how's that been so far? Yukio: "Not too clear...The witnesses' reports don't match on one of the mysteries." shura: hmm.....on a side note, we got a call up to the vatican. and urgent meeting regarding todo. Yukio: "!!! Has he been found?" shura: doesnt sound like it. by the way, did you ever go for your check-up? Yukio: "Oh..." *smiles* "Yes. Everything is fine." shura: ... -elsewhere- Anya: "..." *pulls blanket over herself* tsugumi: hey anya? we brought cookies~ Anya: "..." *sits up* "...Which kind?" tsugumi: sugar cookies! Anya: "..." *sniff* "Th-Thanks..." *takes one* "Just...some re-charging energy." tsugumi:...*pap pap* you're gonna be ok. Anya: "..." *wipes her eyes* "It-It's not fun..." tsugumi: i know it hurts, but you'll survive. Anya: "...I just want to throw myself into anything...How could I not see that Ya-...That she was a Rat?" tsugumi: ?? Anya: "...J-Just something she had said." tsugumi: ...*hug* Anya: "..." *cries* -elsewhere- naho: ^u^ Tsubaki: "Fun, right?" Otogiri: "..." lavender: alright, so where to first? Tsubaki: "I haven't seen the latest fashions yet..." ^^ lavender: sounds good. ^^ ayami: thanks again for inviting me with you. *smiles* naho: any time, ayamin. ^^ Otogiri: "..." *nods* Tsubaki: "It'll be good to catch up. Anyone need some new clothes?" himawari: i could use some. ayami: same here. Otogiri: *points* "Let's go to that one. It looks new." *It's a shiny store with various outfits, belts, accessories...* naho: *face to the window* oooooh. Tsubaki: ^^; "Naho, please--the glass may be dirty..." naho: ^^; Otogiri: *walks inside...picks up a t-shirt* "...Mmm. Colorful." naho: ^^ EF: *looking at necklaces* Tsubaki: "Oh, Mai!" *waves* EF: ?? miss tsubaki, good to see you. naho: hey EF! ^^ Tsubaki: "Find anything good?" EF: not sure yet. i've been trying to broaden my horizons, but im not sure if i can afford it. ^^; Tsubaki: *glances at the price tag* o_o;; "...I understand..." lavender: ._.;;; ayami: .-.; Otogiri: "...Well, stealing it is out of the question...We can at least try on pricy clothes and feel glamorous." naho: sounds good. -elsewhere- Black Star: *passes out the popcorn* Sakuya: *nom* belkia: OwO;;;; higan: ... *The TV screams as someone is sliced in half* Black Star: "DUDE!" Shamrock: X~O belkia: YEEEEEK! DX higan: *small chuckle* Sakuya: *eyeroll, grabs a candy bar* "It's not that creepy--" *jump scare in the film* Sakuya: *hiding under the blanket* belkia: *SCREEEEEEAMS and jumps into higan's arms* hold me. higan: ^^; *pap pap* Black Star: "D-Did...Did he just rip out that guy's spine and beat the other guy with it?" belkia: can we just watch kung fu panda instead? Q_Q Sakuya: *raises his hand from under the blanket* -elsewhere- Akitaru: *sweeping* tamaki: *in her cardboard fort, reading* Akitaru: "...Need anything?" tamaki: popcorn please. Akitaru: ^^ "You got it..." *walks to the kitchen* "How 'bout you?" shinra: sounds great! Akitaru: "I can even add some flavoring..." *opens cabinet, pulls out spices--* "Arthur, what did I say?" Arthur: *sitting in the cupboard* "Shh...I'm practicing my camouflage." -elsewhere- Lucy: "..." *hugs a pillow, looks out the window* aya: *knocks* Lucy: "???" *opens* "Oh, Aya. Hello." aya: we brought card games. kenji: *waves* Lucy: *smile* "You want to come in?" aya: *nod* Lucy: "Well, set up at the table--I'll get some drinks." aya: yay! kenji: awesome! -elsewhere- Kid: "Just another moment..." *painting on canvas* stocking: *still posed* Kid: *looks back at Stocking, then at the painting...one more stroke* "Okay..." *sets down the brush* "I have finished." *smiles* stocking: *gets up and looks* wow. it looks incredible! Kid: ^\\\^ "D'aw...I had a great model...Very patient." stocking: *kiss* hehe~ Kid: "Mmm...And a beautiful model, too." stocking: ^////^ Kid: "..." *hug* "I'm so happy..." -morning- higuchi: [hey gin, sorry im not able to b @ ur b-day party TTATT ] Gin: [it's okay. we'll make it up when u get back. ok?] higuchi: [totes ^^ love u <3 ] Gin: [love u 2. you'll owe me something special when u get home] higuchi: ^///^ Motojiro: "So, your girl is good?" higuchi: she sure is ^^ leo: *smiles* katya and pushkin called to make sure i was alright. Motojiro: "That was good of them." ^^ "We're going to keep you safe here..." leo:...*smiles, light shines off her eyes* Motojiro: owo higuchi: .....come on, we got work to do. -elsewhere- atsushi: ....... Kyoka: *pours cereal* "..." *nom* "...so that’s what German cereal is like." naomi: ok, so whats on our agenda today? Kunikida: "I will be paying a visit to a few officials. Dazai--" Dazai: *puts on glasses and a tie* Kunikida: "...You are a wanted criminal and will not be anywhere near me during these visits." atsushi: ^^; Dazai: >_> "I'm not wanted." naomi: *snickers* Tanizaki: "...Well, don't be so mean to yourself." ^^ Dazai: >3< atsushi: ^^; Kyoka: "...Can we walk around town?" atsushi: sure. i'll see if we can find anyone willing to talk about mori. Dazai: "..." *puts on a protective mask* -and so- Tanizaki: "Hmm..." *adjusts radio in his ear* "I'm not hearing anything..." naomi: *looking around* Tanizaki: "...Hey. We still have time today. Anything tourist-y you wanted to do?" *listening to a police feed, opens his German translator on his tablet* naomi: maybe check out some landmarks? Tanizaki: "They'll be populated, so good chance we find one of these suspects, or someone who knows Mori…" naomi: how about the dome? Tanizaki: "It's definitely eye-catching--so, someone might go there..." *smiles* "Okay, let's do it." naomi: ^^ Tanizaki: *points to the subway* "We'll head down..." *turns off radio* -elsewhere- Kyoka: "..." atsushi: *talking to locals* Local: *shakes their head* <Sorry. I thought the doctor had died?> atsushi: <ok, thank you for your time.> *walks to another person <excuse me, does the name 'ougai mori' sound familiar-> Local 2: *awkward cough* o_o;;; atsushi: <have you heard of him?> Local 2: <I-I-I mean, who hasn't?> ^^;;;; atsushi: (guess he has some infamy here...) <do you know where his old office is-> Local 2: <Wh-Why would you want to go to that haunted place?> atsushi: <research.> Local 2: <...I'm sure I could remember the location...> *glances at a restaurant* <For a price.> atsushi:... <what do you want?> Local 2: <I want veal shank. And raspberry rhubarb for dessert.> atsushi: <i dont have that kind of money!> D8< Local 2: "..." *smirks, glances at Kyoka* <Then I guess you and your little friend don't get to learn--> Kyoka: *grabs Local 2's wrist* Local 2: OwO;;;; atsushi: <you were saying?> Local 2: <O-Okay! Just don't let her kill me! You'll need to check under some train tracks...> atsushi: *writing this down* Local 2: <It used to be a nice neighborhood--before it became slums. Follow the RB21 until you get to Potsdam...> -elsewhere- Kunikida: *points at Dazai* "And do not move from this spot." dazai: *devilish smile* you have my word~ Kunikida: "...I could always just handcuff you to the light post..." dazai: OuO; scouts honor? Kunikida: *eyeroll, walks into the consulate* "Like you're a scout..." dazai:.....*whistling* ???: "...What the fuck?" higuchi: ... O-O;;;; Dazai: OwO "..." *waves, speaks in bad German* "Guten tag. Ich hee-bee, um, Jurgen! Jurgen! Ich hay-bee meine unter-wash ver-lake und branch deine!" Motojiro: *understanding his German* "!!! No, you may not!" *holds his pants close* [what dazai said was ‘I have lost my underwear and need to borrow yours’] higuchi: ............what the fuck, why is he here? is this hell? Dazai: *sigh* "Okay, that didn't work...Look, I'm just here on vacation to get away from the grim and dour Death City atmosphere and enjoy these happy German faces!" Bystander: *walks by--spits on Dazai's shoes--keeps walking* Dazai: OwO;;;; Motojiro: "...What do you think? Do we kidnap him?" higuchi: lets just walk away very quickly. leo dont look at him. leo: ?? Dazai: *shiny eyes--and already at Leo's feet* leo: !!! higuchi: D8< Dazai: "I--" *A lemon is shoved into Dazai's mouth* Dazai: *muffled yelling* Motojiro: >_< Dazai: *pulls the lemon out* "...How did you even get these? They confiscated _my_ banana..." Motojiro: "I had to pay a few euros to buy one here--and it was worth every last one! She's spoken for!" leo: *holds kajii’s hand and smiles* ^^; Dazai: "..." *tries to whistle through puckered lips* "When's the wedding?" Motojiro: .\\\\\. leo: o///////////////o higuchi: *COUGHS* WHY. ARE YOU HERE?! Dazai: "I said so earlier--sight-seeing! Just me all by my lonesome--" ???: "Well, no new information there--" Dazai: .w.;;; Kunikida: "..." higuchi:......*points at kunikida and screams* Kunikida: "..." *unfazed* "Well, this is surprising. What are you doing here?" higuchi: WE COULD ASK YOU THE SAME THING!! D8< Kunikida: "We are--" Dazai: "HONEYMOON!" higuchi:.......so what's going on here, kunikida? Kunikida: -_-; "We are looking into criminal activity." Dazai: D:< "Why wouldn't someone believe me?!" Motojiro: "Because your glasses friend can do way better than you?" higuchi: i know dazai's lying because A, its dazai. and B, there's no rings. dazai:… touche Kunikida: "So, I could ask why, as _we_ seek out criminals, _you_ are here." higuchi: important mafia business. Kunikida: "...I'm sure." *looks at the others, nods at Leo* leo: ...*glances away* Kunikida: "..." *looks at Higuchi* "The truce remains in effect overseas. We expect you to honor it." higuchi: noted. Kunikida: *holds his folder close to him* "Come along, Dazai." higuchi:...i have a bad feeling about this. Dazai: "We shopping for rings now~?" Kunikida: "Keep talking like that, and I'll buy you a muzzle--" Dazai: ~<3 -elsewhere- Jakob: *whimper* wilhelm: zzzzz {-the woods are cold and dark-} {Jakob: *shaking*} {wilhelm: *has fallen and injured himself, unconscious*} {Jakob: <...Brother? ...Brother!> *looking around* *struggling to get the word out--* <Help...>} {wilhelm: *he's bleeding from his forehead*} {Jakob: *moves his hand slightly--then pulls back, afraid to move him*} {???: <my my, how odd. two young kids all alone in the woods? what irresponsible parenting...>} {Jakob: <!!! H-Help...?>} {???: <hmmm, if we dont help him, he'll likely die.>} {Jakob: <P-Please...Save him...>} {???:....<tell you what, i'll save you and your brother, on one condition....>} Jakob: "..." *sleep hug* wilhelm:... *yaaawn* Jakob: *sleep talk* <St-Stop...> wilhelm: jakob? you ok? Jakob: *opens his eyes* Q~Q "N-Nightmare..." wilhelm: want me to go ask hans for a snack? Jakob: "..." *nods* -elsewhere- Black Star: "Oh, wow...New dress?" tsubaki: *she nods* it was a lot of fun yesterday. naho: i even got to see my old dorm mates again! ^^ Sakuya: "That's good..." Black Star: "Think it helped Otogiri?" naho: i hope so. lilac:...*small smile* Sakuya: "Doing alright, Lilac?" lilac: y-yeah... Sakuya: "That's good..." *sets out pizza he was baking* naho: alright pizza time! ^u^ Black Star: *grabs a slice* "Looks like your cooking's coming along. Been getting Mahiru lessons?" Sakuya: "J-Just a little bit of advice now and then..." tsubaki: *she smiles* -elsewhere- Rin: *staring up* "...Your dad is really obsessed about putting statues of himself everywhere. I think I saw one in the boys' bathroom..." stocking: .... -_-; izumo: i want to laugh at you, but at the same time i feel sorry for you. stocking: thaaaanks. Rin: "It's not even like when Kid's dad does it..." *looks at another statue--of Mephisto in a toga* "...Seriously, what the H?" stocking: LETSJUSTMOVEONVERYVERYQUICKLYOK?! *They start walking...and the statue's eyes seem to follow them* -elsewhere- Poe: *asleep on top of research books* lana: *giving him a pillow* Poe: =w= lana: *smiles* -elsewhere- Mori: *eating cereal* "...Potsdam?" fukuzawa: familiar to you at all? Mori: "Only vaguely...That's not where I remember living." fukuzawa: where do you remember living then? Mori: "The other side of town...Maybe Father kept some research in Potsdam?" fukuzawa: i'll let them know. ranpo: ...... Mori: "..." *glances at Ranpo* fukuzawa: ranpo? you've barely touched your breakfast. ranpo:....not hungry... fukuzawa:....*concerned* -elsewhere- Hibana: *humming* gabriella:.....*hug* Hibana: "Oh~?" *hug* "What's that for?" gabriella: i love you. and i forgive you, even with all you've done. Hibana: "...Oh..." gabriella: *holding onto her* Hibana: "..." *holds on* "I'm sorry..." gabriella:...*hums* Hibana: "..." *grows quiet, strokes her back* gabriella: its ok, hibana....dont blame yourself for the past. Hibana: "...Ever since that fire...for so long...I wanted to burn everything down..." gabriella: but things are different. you have the 5th brigade now, you have our daughter now, you have me. Hibana: *shakes* "...I-I'm sorry...I'm so angry..." gabriella: its ok. i promise, its ok. Hibana: "..." *holds onto Gabriella* -elsewhere- Alone: "How you holding up, Flowers?" shaula: booooored.....i wonder though, how princess is doing these days? Alone: "The rich fire lady you were crushing on?" shaula: mooore or less~<3 Alone: "Well, when you get out, maybe you can visit her? Hey, whatever happened to those beasties you made? Maybe you could bring them along..." shaula: yeah, that'll be nice. ^^ maybe our special experiment is still around~ -elsewhere- ???: *skulking in an alley...looks like a young girl*....wont......wont forgive.....wont forgive them..... -elsewhere- Gin: *with a birthday party hat put onto her* "..." naoya: ^u^ hirotsu: *blowing into a party horn* Gin: "Thank you." *looks around* "..." naoya: *pap pap* -elsewhere- Katai: "GOT IT!" keek: ?? you do? Katai: "This new information I hacked..." *holds up a print-out* "This suspect...They were the one who got the Agency's grenades!" keek: *examining* *The image shows someone with a bandanna around their face and a hoodie* Katai: "I compared--that person was _not_ in that photo earlier!" keek: darn, cant see their face well. Katai: "I tried facial recognition on the eyes--but it's not enough..." -elsewhere- atsushi: *checking map* Kyoka: "Do you think we can trust these directions?" atsushi: it's our best bet... Kyoka: "Better be ready..." *walks ahead* "That's the spot?" atsushi: i think so? Kyoka: "I see one front door and two windows. Let's check for other exits." atsushi: *examining* Kyoka: *spots a side alley* "..." *walks* atsushi: *follows* Kyoka: "..." *taps on the wall--and reaches a hollow brick* "This one." atsushi: *pulls the brick* *Inside is a very crude, very old device with a transistor...It looks like it's still operating* atsushi: a generator? Kyoka: "Wait...Those are computer circuits...Is this a really old computer?" atsushi: its huge. Kyoka: "...I don't think we can move the whole thing. And I don't even know how we could access what's inside..." atsushi:....*turns-* ACK! *falls onto his butt* Kyoka: "???" *looks* atsushi: um...hello....sir? ^^;;; we werent here to steal anything if thats what you were thinking! ???: "Hey, no worries, buddy." atsushi: ^^; so, um...w-what brings you here, mr...? o-o-or miss, or whatever. OwO;;; ???: "No labels, buddy..." *walks over...looks at the brick* "...Trippy." atsushi: so....a-any idea where exactly this is? ???: "Well, old city files listed it as a doctor's office..." atsushi: ok. *looking around* ???: "But I don't think so, myself. I mean, the dimensions aren't really conducive to medical work, not even in-patient work. Plus, you think someone would come all this way for a physical or something?" atsushi: i guess... *checking files* Kyoka: "...Why are you here?" ???: ^^ "City planning." atsushi: i...see. Kyoka: "Do you have ID?" ???: "...Huh?" atsushi: just making sure. ^^; my sister can be a bit paranoid. Kyoka: "..." *slow turn towards Atsushi* atsushi: ^^;;;;; Kyoka: *deadly serious assassin's face--but blushing and with shiny eyes* atsushi: .w.; ???: "D'aaaaaaaaaaaw--" *snaps a pic with their phone* atsushi: >-o ???: "And, hey, here's my ID..." *it's a company ID--"Walter Benjamin"...with a peace sign and rainbow stickers all over it* atsushi: ....colorful. Walter: ^^ "I wanted to add glitter, but it kept wrecking the card swipe in the office." atsushi: well, to each their own, i guess. Walter: "Yep!" *stands up on a chair, tapping the ceiling* "Hmm...Not structurally sound..." atsushi: *still examining documents* Kyoka: *looks at the bookshelf* "Hmm..." *blows the dust off--revealing a photo frame* "???..." *picks up the photo--* *CLICK* Kyoka: "!!!" atsushi: !!! *A gun pops out of the ceiling--right above Walter's head* Walter: OwO;;;; atsushi: GET DOWN! *The gun swings, ignoring Walter--and aiming at Atsushi and Kyoka* Kyoka: *ducks--* atsushi: *shielding her* *The gun's laser points at the two--a click is heard--* Walter: "Hold up." *Someone is now standing in front of Atsushi and Kyoka* atsushi: ??.... !!! *It's...Walter? But he's transparent...and Walter is still standing under the gun?* Walter: *under the gun, waves* *The laser now moves up, aims at Walter 2's head--and starts firing repeatedly* Walter 2: *stands still--the bullets passing through them* "..." *yawn* atsushi: um... thanks *sneaks away with kyouka* Walter: "No problem!" *picks up a wrench, starts smashing the gun* "Let's get you turned off now..." atsushi: thanks, sir.....hmm? kyouka? Walter: *has finished smashing the gun* "Phew!" *summons back Walter 2* <I'm going to need a nap...> Kyoka: "...I pulled this from the frame..." *holds it up, shaking...* *It's a photo* atsushi: *he examines the photo* *It's a man and a small boy...* atsushi:.....*his eyes widen* Kyoka: *shivering* "M-Mo-Mori..." atsushi: no way....so then the man must be his father.... Walter: *pops up behind them* "..." *presses the DUN DUN DUN app on his phone* atsushi: ._.; -elsewhere- Tanizaki: *looking up at the reflected glass in the dome* "Wooooooow..." naomi: pretty. Tanizaki: "It's like an entire dome of my ability!" *smiles...then glances at Naomi* naomi: *smiles* Tanizaki: "...Can I ask you something?" naomi: what is it? Tanizaki: "Sorry...I just...I know I ask all the time, but does it bother you when I talk about my ability?" naomi: not at all. its part of who you are. Tanizaki: "..." *nods, looks back at the dome* "Sorry." naomi:...*leans on his shoulder* Tanizaki: "..." *holds her hand* naomi:...u///u -elsewhere- Motojiro: "Do we report home? Get someone to surveil the Agency back in the States?" higuchi: i'll ask hirotsu later. Motojiro: *sigh* "This was unexpected...You think they're looking into Mori?" higuchi: im not sure what reason they would have into looking into mori's past. i-it has to be something to do with the murders, that's it. its coincidence! haha! ^^;;; Motojiro: *sigh* "This was unexpected...You think they're looking into Mori?" higuchi: im not sure what reason they would have into looking into mori's past. i-it has to be something to do with the murders, that's it. its coincidence! haha! ^^;;; Motojiro: *nods* "We'll hold watch?" higuchi: yeah....thanks. -elsewhere- Lucy: "Thanks--I needed the distraction." ^^ aya: no problemo. ^^ kenji: *smiles* maybe next time, i'll invite nankichi over too. Lucy: "Oh?" kenji: he's my friend from back home. he works in the city for a publishing company. Lucy: "Neat. Well, bring them next time!" kenji: *smiles* -elsewhere- Sid: *sparring* "Not bad..." izumi: thanks mr barrett! Sid: "But keep an eye on your footing--you're easy to knock over." izumi: *takes stance* Sid: "Plant your front foot a bit firmer into the mat." izumi: like this sir? Sid: "Right, like that. Now, you're going to try to kick me from the side. Ready?" izumi: *nod*.......*KICK* Sid: *catches the kick* izumi: !!! Sid: *pushes her back* izumi: oof! ow. Sid: "Now we work on speed." *offers a hand up* "I want you to practice 100 kicks on that dummy." izumi: yessir! -elsewhere- Anya: *attacking the punching bag in the gym* ao: *timing her* Anya: "Rawr! Rawr! Rawr!" *punches harder and harder* ochako: wow, anya's really going at it. shinra: no kidding. Meme: "She's...going through a bit." Anya: *one last punch--knocking the punching bag back into the wall* tamaki: O-O;;;;; Spirit: *instructing the class* "Okay, Hepburn--hit the showers." Anya: "PUT UP ANOTHER BAG!" clay: anya, take a breather. Anya: "..." *clenches her fists* "I want...another." clay: *grips her shoulders, giving her a serious yet concerned look* Anya: "!!! ..." *looks down* "...Sorry." -elsewhere- inka: *sigh* boooored. Panda: *asleep* Sancho: *on the swing* "Well, you haven't sniffed anything out--not since you wanted to check out the old subway cars." inka: i thought we could find something coo- *sniff* someone's here. ???: *shuffling* wont forgive.....wont fucking forgive them.... Panda: *yawns, opens his eyes* "...???" inka: its just some weird kid. ???: *glares at them* inka: ???!!! w-what the fuck is with her eye?? Panda: *waves* "Hello!" ^^ ???: *snarls and charges at them, with a fiery scorpion tail* Sancho: "OH SHIT!" *leaps off the swing* Panda: *follows after him* inka: woah there, kiddo, we havent done anything to you. is this about your eye? ???: its their fault.....that im like this....they made me like this... inka: oh, so you’re a third gen, but like, an artie. ???: ??? inka: 'artie?' like, arti-ficial? Panda: "Ooooooh!" *pops up out of trash can* "That'll be a good name--we can call them Ficial!" ^w^ Sancho: *crawls out from under dumpster* -_-; ???:.....i have a name. Panda: OwO ???: call me 'Sasori'. Sancho: "...What you think, Inka?" inka:...hmm, i like her. she can hang out with us so its not a total sausage party. sasori: ... -elsewhere- Alone: "??? Why you twitching?" shaula: prison sucks and im bored! Alone: "Too bad we can't get a pardon or somethin'...Want to pester the new prisoners?" shaula: sure. but not mr anemia, he creeps me the fuck out. Alone: "Oh, totally--he's going to get someone killed. Again." *points out at the prison yard* "That one looks like fun." -elsewhere- Stein: [how's the lab?] Aya drevis: tell him I said hey! valentine: [still standing.] [aya says hey] Stein: ["hi" to aya. we're still investigating here. encountering some roadblocks even with leads] valentine: [will do] -elsewhere- Chuuya: "I hope the meal will be good...I'm not used to this recipe..." ^^; sonia: *nom*... >wQ mmm... Chuuya: OwO;;; "...Not that good?" sonia: i-i can eat it! >3< Chuuya: "Y-You don't have to? I could just heat up some mashed potatoes and chicken fingers?" sonia: yes please. Chuuya: ^^;;; *head pat* "Thanks for trying..." sonia: TTuTT Chuuya: *opens up the freezer, takes out some frozen chicken fingers and leftover mashed potatoes* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Are we all here?" atsushi: here. naomi: here! Tanizaki: "Here." Kyoka: *staring down* "..." Kunikida: "..." *looks at Atsushi* "Where is he?" atsushi:...i dont know, wasnt he with you?....oh no... Kunikida: ._. "..." *facepalm* Tanizaki: "!!!" *starts searching news on his phone* "Nothing reported yet..." -elsewhere- Dazai: *looking at his map* QwQ -some locals are about doing their business- Dazai: *speaking German, poorly* <Um...Hello? I am lost in the head and have been separated from my daddy and my other daddies.> *he is getting the language wrong* local: .....................................*walking away, with a weird look on their face* Dazai: <...Shit.> =3= ???: "Late, late, late...Always running behind--THEY NEVER STOP GIVING ME MORE TO DO..." dazai: OwO~? ???: *bumps into Dazai, not looking up from his papers--which go flying everywhere* "..." *LOUD SHRIEK* dazai: *grabs one and looks* hmmmm ???: "THAT IS NOT FOR YOUR EYES, YOU DIRTY GERM-INFESTED MAGGOT!" dazai: sorry, it just, flew into my hands *makes a grabby motion* ???: "Then don't take it! I--" *alarm goes off on his phone* "..." *puts papers under his arm, removes hand sanitizer, and starts rubbing over his hands and arms* dazai: *whistles* *side glance* and i thought _kunikida_ was high strung. ???: "STOP LOOKING OFF TO THE SIDE, GRABBY MAN!" *finishes rubbing his sanitizer, snatches back the paper--but it then rips in half, with part of it in Dazai's hand* *Dramatic silence* dazai: OwO.....does this mean i get to keep this half now? ???: "..." *calm, deathly serious, muttering to himself* "No...Not here. Too many witnesses..." dazai: if you're talking about killing me, go right on ahead, buddy. ^^ ???: "...!!! S-Seriously?" dazai: ^u^ ???: "..." *smiles, shiny eyes* "THANK YOU! Thank you so much! That simplifies all of this! Usually, I have to file reports, get approval--and then I end up having to do the dirty work because my boss doesn't let me delegate despite the fact that I know exactly how this should be in proper organized fashion--" dazai:....*yaaawn*......zzzzzz *asleep standing up* ???: "???" *grabs a tissue, takes Dazai by the collar, dragging him to an alley* "I think back there will be best--no witness, easier to clean up the mess...Maybe I can do it with just draining the blood..." dazai: *asleep with a little sleep bubble from his nose* ???: *leans Dazai against the wall...* *moves a garbage can to the right of Dazai* *removes a knife* "So, just drain the blood out the neck slowly, and he'll die...I just have to--" ???: HEY! ???: >____< "I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING, AND I WANT NO INTERRUPTIONS!" *realizes he just gave away his location* *slaps a hand over his own mouth* OxO "..." *realizes his hand just touched the garbage can...and now his mouth* "..." *screaming internally* atsushi: found him! *charges at the man* dazai! dazai: hmm? oh, hey atsushi. *hugs* im sleepy. ???: "!!!" *lets go of Dazai, hugging his papers as he runs--into the wall* atsushi: ._.; is...he ok? Dazai: ^w^ "Of course. He's my new friend! His name is Murder McCrankypants." ???: *collapsed, knocked out* @~@ Dazai: "BT-dubs, how y'all find me?" Kunikida: "I had Tanizaki put a tracker on you." Dazai: "???" *pats his sides, then his bottom* "!!!" *reaches back, pulls out a small tracker* "Huh...When you put it on me?" Tanizaki: >\\\\\> atsushi: i think the less i know about that the better. odasaku: .... ._.; Dazai: *shrugs* "Probably. Anyway--" *picks up the unconscious ???* "German Kunikida was in the middle of killing me!" atsushi: wait WHAT?! Kunikida: "..." *hands his files to Atsushi* atsushi: ._. Kunikida: *walks up* "..." *looks at Dazai* "..." *looks at ???* "..." *pats a hand on Dazai's shoulder* "I am far handsomer." ???: *eyes break open* atsushi: o_o; um....hello? ???: "..." *LOUD SHRIEK* atsushi: O-O;;;;;; ???: *pushes Dazai away* "TOO MANY PEOPLE! CAN'T DO THIS NOW!" *throws up his papers--and starts clawing at the wall, as if he's trying to climb up...He gets up a bit...then keeps falling down* atsushi: sir? d-do you want us to call an uber for you? ???: "..." *turns back...seething...his eyes look possessed* atsushi: O-O;;;;;;;;; ???: "I will not have you mock me! I am Franz Kafka!" *pulls off his glasses, stands tall, pokes a thumb into his chest* "I am the smartest there is! The fastest there is! The most organized ever! And I will eliminate all of you until there is nothing left--" *CHOP* Kafka: *passed out on the floor--Kunikida's book buried in his head...held by Tanizaki, who emerges out of Light Snow* Tanizaki: ._.; Kunikida: "...Tanizaki. That was my favorite book." Tanizaki: ^^;;; atsushi: im just....gonna call the uber now. or maybe an ambulance. Dazai: Q~Q "I didn't even get what I wanted..." *grabs Kafka by the collar, shaking* "WAKE UP, MY NERDY AWKWARD SAVIOR!" *slaps Kafka back and forth, but the man stays unconscious* atsushi: dazai, think of your child. Dazai: >3< Kunikida: "I think it best to turn him into authorities..." atsushi: *checking for ID* Kafka: *muttering in his sleep* "No...Not there, Etta. We haven't even held hands...Your dirty, dirty hands..." atsushi: ..........................................................................*poker faced, screaming internally* Dazai: "...I love German Kunikida so much more than our Kunikida--" Kunikida: *doesn't move his head--just wraps his arm around Dazai's neck in a headlock* -elsewhere- etta: *sneezes* leroux: ? -elsewhere- Motojiro: "How's she holding up?" leo: she's resting. im worried for her, she might have a nervous breakdown... Motojiro: "...Then we need to get the information for her, immediately." leo: *she nods* Motojiro: "The Agency is obviously looking into Mori, so following their sources won't work. I suggest we meet someone else..." leo: hmm... Motojiro: "Will you be fine watching her for a few hours?" leo: *she nods* Motojiro: "I'll be back in time for dessert." ^w^ leo: please come back safely. Motojiro: "..." *holds her hand* "Promise." leo: *smiles* -elsewhere- Kafka: *handcuffed to a chair* "..." naomi: alright, why did you attack dazai? Kafka: *soft growl, more like a whimper* "He took my paper..." atsushi: *looks at dazai* Dazai: "...I mean, he offered to kill me. What was I supposed to say? I'm only human..." atsushi:.... Kafka: "Are you taking me to the police or not? You have no authority to keep me in here. I've memorized almost every law on the books in this nation..." -the door knocks- Kyoka: *looks through the peephole* "...!!! Remember the one who picked up the Terrible Twins?" atsushi: yeah? hans: .... Kunikida: "..." *opens the door, keeping his book close* "Yes?" hans: hello, im here to pick up my associate, mr kafka? Kafka: "Ah, Hans. Finally. Please, get me out of here..." hans: if you would be as kind as to let me in or let him out, that would be just grea- Dazai: *from behind her* "Why, hello there~" hans:.... -_______________-; go away. Dazai: "Only if you come with me~" hans:.... ^^# no naomi: how did he get out the door so fast? Dazai: "...Well, I'm all out of ideas. But you can't take Handsome Kunikida with you." hans: i'm not here for your tall friend, im here for kafka. Dazai: "That's what I said." Kunikida: -_-# hans:.... Kafka: "...I just want to leave now." hans: if you dont release him, i'll have you prosecuted for kidnapping a civilian. Kunikida: "He threatened to kill--" Dazai: "I was fine with it." ^w^ Kunikida: "...What is it you all want?" hans: what do you mean? Kunikida: "You obviously want to attack us for some reason. Those twins. Mr. Hughes. The ballerina and the perverted doll lover." hans: the only thing we're doing is making the city a better place for ability users, we would at least think you would understand, being ability users themselves. Kunikida: "And you think killing us will do that?" hans: *looks at kafka* Kafka: "As she said: we're trying to make this world better for ability users...And from what I've read and seen, how exactly does your group do that? I see a mobster--" Dazai: "..." Kafka: "An assassin." Kyoka: "..." Kafka: "...and a child killer--" *Kafka's chair is knocked down with him still in it* atsushi: *panting* you just shut up right now.... hans: !!!! Tanizaki: ._.;;; Kafka: "..." *narrows his eyes* "You really don't want to do this, mongrel." atsushi: just what the hell gives you the right to judge us from our pasts? naomi: and kunikida never killed that child- Kafka: "Died on his watch, though...In the end, is that really so different?" Kunikida: "..." *looks at Hans* "Take him and get out." hans:....very well.... *unties kafka and exits* .... Kafka: *shudders* TT~TT "My schedule is now all out of whack..." hans: ..... {atsushi: just what the hell gives you the right to judge us from our pasts?} hans:...... Kafka: "--and then there's having to re-organize all those papers..." *holding them, taken from the hotel* *A horn is heard--reciting a certain theme song* hans: ... ._.; Walter: *honking the horn across the street* "What up, folks?! I'm over here! Hi!!!" *The minivan has custom art work of...magical anime girls?* hans: =/////=;;; <oh fuck.> etta: *pokes head out from window* hiiii~ Kafka: "Eeep!" *skitters behind Hans* hans: new paintjob? Walter: "No--BEST PAINT JOB!" hans:...well, guess im in no position to complain. Walter: ^w^ "Hop on in, friends! Room might be cramp, so squeeze in close. Etta, scoot over for Franz." etta: *scoot* ^^ Kafka: .\\\\\. "I-I can take the passenger seat--" hans: *already there* Walter: "Nah, Hans and I got to compare notes before you're debriefed." etta: looks like we're back seat buddies, franzy~ ^^ Kakfa: .\\\\\\. *sits as far from her as he can* -elsewhere- grunt: *chewing gum* grunt 2: <so, what exactly we on the lookout for?> Grunt 3: <Some weirdo in shades and a Moe Howard haircut.> grunt 4: <i thought those were ski goggles?> Grunt 3: <I can't remember every last detail that I hear--> grunt:... ._. <um> *Motojiro walks up, wearing shades...and a yellow dress suit...and a cane with a lemon on top of it* Motojiro: <...I am here for information.> grunt 4:................*blinks* Motojiro: *points his cane at Grunt 4* <About a certain mad doctor...> grunt: *looks at grunt 3* Grunt 3: <...You Motojiro?> Motojiro: ^w^ <I am.> *CLICK CLICK CLICK* Motojiro: OwO;;;; Grunt 3: *holding gun to Motojiro* <What kind of lemonhead outfit is that supposed to be?> grunt 2: <yeah, grapefruits are obviously cooler!> grunt 1:... <dude what the fuck> Motojiro: "..." <Really...> *soft voice, smiling* "..." *taps a finger on the gun--and shoves it aside* grunt 2: ??!! Motojiro: <Have you ever seen a grapefruit explode?> grunt 2: ....<what?> Motojiro: *takes the lemon off the top of his cane, throws it up in the air--* grunt: ??? *BOOM* Motojiro: <NO, YOU HAVEN'T--BECAUSE ONLY LEMONS EXPLODE!> -yelling- Motojiro: <Now that I have your attention--I wanted to ask about--Excuse me, I was--Hey! Just listen for a hot second!> -after they stopped screaming- Motojiro: *inhales* <Dr. Mori. Location. Info. All the sad, scandalous tales. Now.> grunt 2: <b-but i thought the guy died??> Motojiro: <So I guess I'm looking into the story of a dead man.> *grabs Grunt 2 by the collar* <Want to make it _two stories_?> grunt 2: O-O;;;;;; Motojiro: <I just need all the information you have, then I will not bother you. Okay?> -elsewhere- Kunikida: "..." *standing at the balcony* atsushi:....kunikida? Kunikida: "Hmm?" atsushi: you ok? Kunikida: "...I'm fine. I understand the point you made to that roach." atsushi:....*hug* Kunikida: "..." =\\\\= *pat pat* "You don't have to..." atsushi: just thought you needed it. Kunikida: *awkward cough* "Thanks...You may release me." atsushi: *lets go* ._.; Kunikida: "...If you want to help, order room service." atsushi: ok. anything you want in particular? Kunikida: "...A burger on a pretzel bun, and two bottles of Todsteiner." atsushi: ok. -elsewhere- Jakob: "...They aren't back yet?" wilhelm: they are now. ???: *laying in bed, with a glass of wine* Jakob: "...Oh..." *stands behind Wilhelm* O~O ???: hello all, did you bring kafka back? Walter: "Sure did!" Kafka: O~O "Y-Yes?" ???: glad to see you didnt die. Kafka: "Th-Thank you..." *bows* -elsewhere- Poe: "...Ranpo seems upset." louisa: do you think it has something to do with the incident? lana: possibly... Poe: "I don't know what to do...He has been taciturn." louisa: maybe get him a gift? Poe: *nods* "What would he want? I'm not sure another mystery is what he needs..." lana: maybe we should take him to an amusement park? Poe: "!!! Oh! And get him snacks there..." lana: ^^ Poe: "I'll buy the tickets today...Louisa, will you be joining us?" louisa: i'll have to ask lord francis. Poe: *nods* "...How is work there?" louisa: never a dull moment. ^^; -elsewhere- Lucy: "Is that enough water?" lovecraft:......*slides into it*..... this is.....nice. Lucy: ^w^ "Good. You want any pool or bath toys?" lovecraft: *examining pool noodle*..... *nom* Lucy: "Yay! I'm glad you like it." ^w^ aya: isnt he gonna get water all over the floor? Lucy: "It's okay--I brought plenty of towels, borrowed some--" Katai: *standing in his own shower, staring out into the bathroom from behind the curtain* "..." Q~Q "Where's my towel?" lovecraft: *actually eating the pool noodle*....chewy. Lucy: *claps* "And look how happy he is? Do you want to make him give up that happiness?" aya:..... lovecraft: *poker faced and monotone* wheeee. aya:....good point. Lucy: ^w^ -elsewhere- Higan: "Hanging in there?" naho: tired. wanna sleep. exams are gonna kill me @-@ Higan: "Maybe nap? Want me to wake you up to get back to studying?" naho: i guess. *yaaawn and rests her head on her rilakuma pillow* Higan: *smiles* "I'll get you up in two hours..." naho: *muffled* k. -elsewhere- Rin: "What up today, teach?" stocking: we'll be examining the hall of paintings. *she has a little dog with her* izumo: *shiny eyes* pu...puppy....fluffy baby... Bon: *glances at Izumo* "... The heck is with the dog?" stocking:... >->; well.... izumo: *pet pet* =v= sho kyute! whos da kyootest puppy evah? Rin: *tick tick tick LIGHT BULB* "!!!" *hard glare at Stocking* ("NO.") stocking: ._.;;;;; *makes a motion of 'dont blame me'* *POOF* ???: "Why thank you, Miss Kamiki..." izumo: ^u^...... OuO...... O-O....... O___________O;;;;;; Mephisto: *in his usual suit* "I do try to be as cute as can be~" izumo: ..................... shiemi: izumo? izumo: i remember death so much it feels like a memory. shiemi: *shaking her* izumo get a hold of yourself! D8> Mephisto: "??? Was it something I said~?" stocking: =-=;;; dad, please. Rin: "Flirting with your students...I'm shaming that, dude." konekomaru:..... *internal screaming* stocking: can we just please focus now?? Bon: "Such as, why the heck is Sir Pheles here?" Mephisto: "I'm your substitute teacher!" Rin: ._. "...Where's Yukio?" stocking: important business. Rin: >3< "He never tells me nothing..." izumo: never tells you anything. Mephisto: "In any case, LET US COMMENCE SOLVING THE LAST MYSTERY, GANG!" shiemi: i thought there were only three left? Mephisto: .w.;;; "..." *glances at Stocking* "They are really falling behind on their studies, aren't they?" -one explanation later- shiemi: my own house? i never thought it would be on the list ._.; Mephisto: "Really? It's on all the 'haunted house' blogs..." shiemi: EH? Mephisto: "In any case, I need you to find a prank I left behind--I mean, a painting..." stocking: dad... -_-; Mephisto: "Sorry. But some people have been traumatized when they see this painting. Frankly, I'm surprised: usually, they are only disturbed when they see my portraits--" izumo: i dont want to know. Bon: "See, sir? You're scaring impressionable minds--" -POW- izumo: *fist steaming* Mephisto: owo "Oh, my--such passion." stocking: *sharp glare* Mephisto: ^^;;; *POOF* stocking: *sigh* lets just....start the lesson already... Rin: "..." *stares at the wall* "...Huh. The caption says 'Family Painting'..." shiemi: but there's just one person. Rin: "..." *shrug* "Works for me--" Bon: "Don't do it." Rin: "DOING IT!" *SLICE* -one battle later- godaiin: ..... *KNOCK KNOCK* godaiin: y-yes? Rin: *bruised, beaten, shirt torn* "Medical delivery!" godaiin: are you ok? what happened? Rin: "Nothing to worry about--just some coursework." ^w^ *drops a small bottle into Godaiin's hand* "Enjoy!" godaiin:....h-hey....is it true that you're....y-y’know, half- Rin: "..." *nods* godaiin: is it scary? Rin: "...Yes...But...you can't erase fear. Someone told me once you need courage to face fear." *smiles* "And I'm lucky to have great people with me that help me find that courage." ???: riiiin! Rin: "???" -madoka is waving to him, with the other cram students- shiemi: madoka said she was coming with us to the diner! Rin: ^w^ "Sweet!" godaiin: s-see you around then, okamura. ^^; Rin: "??? Aren't you hungry?" godaiin: im ok, i'll just heat up some pizza rolls. have a good night. Rin: *waves* "Later! Have a good night." -elsewhere- Mephisto: "Cupcake? What can I buy to make it up to you~? Any ice cream flavor you want, as many scoops as you want?" stocking: im not hungry right now. what i want is to be taken seriously by my students and peers. im grown up now, and im not a child anymore. you're my dad and i love you a lot, and i want to make you proud and prove myself capable of a job like this. Mephisto: "Oh, Stocking--I do take you seriously. I'm just here to provide the reasonable challenge to push you to deal with disrupting students. You've made me so proud already..." stocking:.... *pouts with teary eyes and hugs* -at the vatican- Yukio: *pricking finger, placing it onto the paper* personnel: state your name and rank. Yukio: "Yukio Okumura. Middle-first class exorcist, member of True Cross, Death City." personnel: you have been summoned here in regards to your report on the traitor, Sabutora Todo. Yukio: "Understood." personnel: with the inclusion of todo, demon eaters are almost certainly affiliated with the illuminati, in your encounter, was there any evidence as to prove this statement? Yukio: "I was focused on the battle at hand. However, Todo seemed to suggest some larger motive for his actions. I was unable to ascertain what, though..." lewin: what kind of man was he? Yukio: "??? Um...Could you be more specific? I mean, when I first met him, he was a bit strict--" lewin: i meant your personal impression. did he scare you? Yukio: "?! ...No. When I see him again, I will defeat him." lewin: hmm...i see, that's all i needed to know. personnel: well, then, you are dismissed. -later- Triple A: "He sets a better example than his brother." shura: then why use the contract? he passed his health exam, didnt he? Triple A: "That was Lightning's proposal." shura: you always make him do the thinking! D8< Triple A: "But he's so good at scheming--and I'm so good at being a symbol~" shura: yeah, a symbol of being a stuck up prick. lewin: come on guys, let try to get along. shura: easier said than done. =_=# lewin: besides, observing him helps protect him, given that he is also satan's son. with that info, its likely the illuminati will take interest in him. shura: speaking of, any new info from your familiar? lewin: indeed. there are spies within the order. shura: !!?? lewin: two in the vatican, and at least two in death city. we only know the numbers, but its the best we got. Triple A: "Any suspects?" shura: nothing definitive yet. Triple A: "Then find the spies in Death City." -morning- Rin: *snore* madoka: zzzzz Rin: *yawn* "..." *nose poke* madoka: *yawn* morning. *nose smooch* Rin: >\\\w\\\< "Hee..." *The door opens* madoka: 0-0; Rin: "Eep!" Yukio: *nods* "Madoka." *looks at Rin* "...Did you complete your mission?" madoka: .-.; Rin: .\\\. *nod nod* "Even gave the eyedrops to Godaiin." Yukio: "Good...I'm just passing through before getting back to work. Don't stay in bed all day." madoka: noted. plus i should probably head home soon. mom might get worried. Rin: ^\\\^ "Yep. Need a walk home?" madoka: thanks, but sayaka said she'd pick me up. Rin: "Cool." *looks at Yukio* "What you doing? Heading back to school?" Yukio: "Meeting Shiemi." Rin: "..." :3 madoka: ^.^ Yukio: "???" Rin: "Yooooooooooooou’re daaaaaaaaaaating~" Yukio: ._. kyouko: *pokes head in* oooi, madoka, sayaka's here. madoka: ah, i'll be right there.....um....guys? c-could you... Rin: "...Could we...?" Yukio: *grabs Rin by the ear and out of bed* kyouko: *closes the door and looks at rin* Rin: "OW OW OW!" Q\\\\Q “WE WEREN’T DOING ANYTHING SEXUAL!” Kyouko: I didn’t say anything, im just standing here. -elsewhere- Motojiro: "I'm back!" *wearing the lemon-yellow suit still* leo: *hugs* i was worried. Motojiro: OwO "I-I'm sorry! D-Did I miss dessert?" leo: it's fine. higuchi: *drinking coffee, groggy* =~= Motojiro: "...Sleep any better, boss?" higuchi: *groans as a response* Motojiro: "Well, you'll have to perk up with some delicious lemon-infused tea--BECAUSE I GOT--drum roll please--" *holds up an address* higuchi: !!!! Motojiro: "We get to say hello to Mister Boss Daddy!" -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "Looks like some are still sleeping." atsushi: *still looking at the photograph* Kyoka: *shivers* atsushi:.... Kunikida: *yawns...stumbles out of his room* atsushi: morning, kunikida. naomi: im ordering breakfast. Kunikida: *holding his head* "Yes, thank you...I'll need some coffee." naomi: on it. Kyoka: "Where's Dazai?" naomi: he's asleep. atsushi: i'll go wake him up. Dazai: =w= naomi:...so what's today's agenda? Kunikida: "I need someone to follow that Hughes man..." Kyoka: "We did meet someone who seemed good at tracking..." naomi: ? Kyoka: "He may know more than we do, being a local." naomi: that could be helpful. Kyoka: "I guess we'll search for him while trying to tail any of these...what do we even call this group?" naomi: hmmmm.... Gaus? atsushi: gaus? naomi: german ability user society. G.A.U.S. Kyoka: "..." *thumbs up* atsushi: works for me. Tanizaki: ^^; "Well, if we're hunting for GAUS, I'll try to stick to alleys." atsushi: naomi and i will ask about the photo. naomi: *nods* Dazai: *yawns* "And avoid Lemonhead and Higuchi..." atsushi: unders- WAIT WHAT?! Kyoka: "!!!' Tanizaki: ._.;;; Dazai: "Oh, relax, Atsushi--your boyfriend isn't here! ...I think. Maybe?" atsushi: -_-; that's not how it is. its platonic at best. Kunikida: "In any case, avoid the Mafia, find Hughes, determine what these GAUS have in common." atsushi: right. naomi: got it. Kyoka: *nods* *already holding multiple knives* -elsewhere- Ted: "Are we all here? Hmm...Someone's missing..." girl: ....... Ted: *smiles at the girl* "Care to find them~?" girl:.......*shaking* Ted: "..." *slightly less "polite"* "Find them." girl:.....o-ok, mr ted...... Ted: *smiles* "Good. I'll wait." *opens the newspaper, sips his tea* girl: *walking, tears falling as she shakes* -elsewhere- Kid: "How does your day look?" stocking: seems i got the day off today. Kid: "Any plans? Or...teacher's homework?" stocking: i dunno~ *rubs his shoulders* Kid: =\\\\= "Mmm...That's perfect..." stocking: hehe~ Kid: *leans back, sneaks a kiss* stocking: mmmm~<3 -elsewhere- Stein: "No use..." soul: sir? Stein: "Remember our friends from the recital? I'm not finding much evidence the UK knows any Mr. Hughes." soul: hmmm... Stein: "...I'm going to need you to find those kids." soul: right. Stein: "You okay with that?" soul: *he nods* -_-; -elsewhere- Shima: "Guys, I'm boooored..." konekomaru: *doing research analysis* Shima: "Come on, guys--we're in the prime of our lives! We should be hitting the streets!" konekomaru: in a minute. i have to finish sorting these documents. Bon: *picks up one stack* "...Huh." konekomaru: after last night, i figured i'd work best as your tactician and researcher. the occult club has been helping me out too. Bon: "Hey, good planning!" Shima: "And you can pick up the ladies~" konekomaru: i-it's nothing like that, we're just comparing and swapping notes! Shima: "Oh~ Now swapping spit?" Bon: *chop* "Stop." Shima: >3<# -text message- konekomaru: oh, you still have the default ringtone, bon? Bon: "??? I guess?" *looking at the phone* seiya: [hello, just an update that the true cross festival is going to be coming up soon.] Bon: [we need to do anything?] seiya: [for now, have fun getting ready.] Bon: [will do] Shima: "Good--Konkekomaru can get a break." -elsewhere- Lucy: "May I help, sir?" fukuzawa: ah, yes. *hands her a paper* i need you to deliver this to city hall. *gives her a pin* wear this. Lucy: owo "What's the pin for?" fukuzawa: an honorary ADA membership pin. Lucy: OwO *squee* TwT aya: now we match! *holds hers up. it has a little flower sticker on it* Lucy: "Yay!" -elsewhere- Panda: "WEEEEEEEEE!" inko: NYEHEHEHEHE! sasori: -_- Sancho: *covering his mouth* @x@ Panda: "Do another wheelie!" -VREEEEE- -elsewhere- Benimaru: *passed out* kirei: *gives him a cold towel* you've been working really hard. Benimaru: "Y-Yes...There has been some free time." kirei: *she smiles* Benimaru: "Are you resting?" kirei: i think so. *smiles* Benimaru: "..." *pats her hand* kirei: ^////^ Benimaru: "...I love you." kirei: i love you too, benimaru. Benimaru: "..." *leans up, kisses her hand* kirei: aww. ^///^ hinata + hikage: *peeeeeek* konro: *anticipating* (come on, young master, dont fuzz this up. you can do this!) Benimaru: "..." *gulp* kirei: ? Benimaru: "I...have enjoyed so much time we have spent." kirei: i've been happy too. Benimaru: "...I want it to keep going.” kirei: *smiles* Benimaru: "Kirei..." *slips his hand into his pocket* kirei: *blush* hinata + hikage: *GRIIIIIN* Benimaru: "..." *holds up a ring* kirei: beni... *tears of joy* Benimaru: "Will you marry me?" kirei: of course! *kiss* hinata + hikage: *pulling confetti poppers* <congratulations!!> Benimaru: "??? ..." *smiles* *rests his forehead against Kirei's* kirei: *hugs* kabuki: how touching~ fang-hua: congrats. reimi: YAY! ^o^ Tsukiyo: TTwTT fang-hua: isnt this great, konro? Konro: YYWYY *barely audible noises* fang-hua: owo; s-sir? Konro: "I'm so proud..." -elsewhere- Daisy: *at her desk, listening to loud music on headphones* eckleburg: ... ._.; Daisy: *intuition going off* *looks up and around* "???" eckleburg: um. sorry to interrupt you, daisy. ^//^; Daisy: "..." *sighs, removes headphones* "Yeah?" eckleburg: so, um... i was wondering....well...there's going to be a company party coming up soon, and....erm.... Daisy: "Ugh...Those things." eckleburg: oh, um...w-well if you dont want to go, then maybe we could hang out....somewhere? i mean, i dont want to force you-.....i'll just, be going now. Daisy: *sigh* "The only good part about the parties is getting to look and laugh at how foolish other people look there." *looks at him* "...You're going to the party or not?" eckleburg: YES DEFINITELY SEE YOU THERE! *runs. into the door frame* excuse me. *runs off* Daisy: "..." *puts back her headphones...smiles lightly* -elsewhere- atsushi: <excuse me, ma'am? does the man in this photo look familiar?> *holds his phone up to show the photo* Person: Q_Q <I thought he was dead...> atsushi: <do you know where he lived?> Person: *shakes her head* <H-He did so many horrible things...I-I once saw his little boy, though, playing on the swings...They were right over there.> *points to a playground blocks away* atsushi: <i see. thank you for your time, ma'am.> Naomi: "Maybe the playground is near where they lived...Or near a subway line..." atsushi: *looks at the photo* mori looked so innocent back then.....what happened to him to make him what he is now? Naomi: "...Probably family..." atsushi: ..... -elsewhere- Kyoka: *walking* girl: .........*walks past her* Kyoka: "...!!!" *turns* girl:..... Kyoka: "It's you." girl:.....*staring at the floor, shuffling awkwardly* Kyoka: "..." *waves* "Hello. I'm Kyoka." girl: .......*not making eye contact* Kyoka: "...Maybe you could help me? ...I met some of your...associates yesterday." girl: *muttering* ...cant....mr ted will.....get mad....have to go... Kyoka: "May I walk with you?" girl: *mumble* i-i dont know....mr ted never....mentioned that.....he's gets....very specific....about orders..... Kyoka: "If he didn't say go alone...may I go with you?" girl: um...i-i guess....i-i dont know... Kyoka: "..." *walks with her* "...You have nice hair." girl: y-yours looks...nicer....mines just...messy.... Kyoka: "...I've seen messy. Yours looks orderly by comparison." girl: um.....t-thank you...... Kyoka: "...Is Mr. Ted..." girl: *tenses* Kyoka: "I mean...he's not a relative, is he?" girl: *shakes head* my parents.....died....a few years ago....mr ted....took me in. Kyoka: "...I'm sorry...I had the same thing happen." girl:.......oh..... Kyoka: *nods* "I...miss them." girl: ....... {mrs izumi: demon snow, protect my daughter} Kyoka: "But..." *rubs her arms* "...I still have their protection." girl: .......here... Kyoka: "???" -it's a building- girl: i should.....go now... *enters* Kyoka: "..." *walks inside* girl: *going up the stairs* Kyoka: "..." *looks up at the stairs as she enters an elevator* -3rd floor- Kyoka: *exits the elevator, sticking close to the wall to hide behind a corner* Walter: *humming* ^w^ Kyoka: "!!!" "Mr. Benjamin?" Walter: "???" *spots her* "Oh! Tiny bunny girl!" Kyoka: -\\\\- "Kyoka." *grabs his hand* Walter: owo "???" ???: m...mr walter?... Walter: *turns* "Oh! Hey, Syl!" girl: *shaking, looking at him tearfully* i-im sorry.....*grabs him by the arm, marking him* Walter: "?!!! W-Wait! Don't--" Kyoka: "???" girl: *in tears* mr walter said...you're a traitor...im sorry... *goes to the door, and slams it on her wrist* Kyoka: "!!!!" Walter: *screams in agony, trying to hold onto his hand* "NO!" *crying* girl: *slam, slam* Walter: *sobbing* *Something grabs the girl's wrist* girl: ??!! Kyoka: *deathly serious* "Stop this." girl: *scared* i-if i...if i dont...mr ted will....get angry..... Kyoka: "And how do you think Walter feels? Or how _you_ feel..." *looks at the girl's injured wrist* girl:.....it doesnt matter to mr ted.....im only meant to do the job....my feelings dont mean a thing. Kyoka: "...Your feelings do matter. Doesn't that hurt?" girl:....*tearing up more* Kyoka: "...What did he do to you?" girl: if i dont...do what he asks....he beats me, stings me with a fire poker, and he always makes sure to cover his skin....so that i cant use my ability on him. Kyoka: "..." *pulls the girl from the door* girl: ???? Kyoka: *hug* girl: ?????!!!! Kyoka: "...It's okay." girl: ah- Kyoka: "You don't deserve this." girl:.......*shaking* Kyoka: "...Let's get you to somewhere safe--" girl: *she breaks down sobbing* -the effect of her ability has worn off- Walter: *collapses, gasping* girl: *hic* uuuuu... Kyoka: "..." *looks at Walter* "...Car?" girl: *shaking* Kyoka: "Your vehicle?" Walter: *clutching his wrist* Q_Q "Y-Yeah?" girl: d-do you h-h-hate me? Walter: "J-Just...What did I do wrong, Syl?" girl: m-m-mr ted told me, y-y-you were h-helping the a-agency... Kyoka: "..." *slow head turn at Walter--serious voice* "You were helping Mr. Ted?" Walter: Q________Q "...L-Let's just get into my van already. I'll drive you anywhere--OW!" Kyoka: "Not with that wrist. I'll drive." girl: e-eh? Walter: "But you're...um..." *holds up a hand to Kyoka's head* Kyoka: "I manage." *leads them to the elevator* *looks at the girl* "Was anyone else following you?" girl: n-n-no Kyoka: *presses the basement/garage button* "Then we're heading to friends." Walter: Q_____Q "...Ted's gonna fry me." girl: uuuuuu Q____________Q Kyoka: "..." *The elevator plays music* Kyoka: "Which vehicle is yours-- ...Nevermind." *goes to Walter's van--starts hotwiring* girl: b-but your keys- Walter: "Y-Yeah! I have them here--" Kyoka: "No, this is faster..." *starts up the van* "Get in." -and so- Kyoka: *looking over the steering wheel* "...'Syl'?" girl: ?? *mutters something* Kyoka: "???" *turns down the music on Walter's MP3 player hooked up to the car* "I'm sorry?" girl: i-it's sylvia... Kyoka: "Ah...Sylvia...Kyoka." sylvia: mm.... Walter: TwT "And I'm Walter...Please tell me you have a medic." Kyoka: "She's back in the United States. And would have to make you near death to heal you." Walter: QwQ Kyoka: *pulls up to the hotel* "Okay. Follow." *gets out of the van* Walter: *checking the side of the van* "Phew...The paintjob survives..." sylvia:... -inside- Tanizaki: *sorting files* *sigh* "Nothing here, either." Kunikida: "This was the most the contact in Interpol could provide. Maybe we should--" *The door unlocks* Tanizaki: "???" Kyoka: "Hello." sylvia: ..... Tanizaki: "Welcome back. I--!!!" Kunikida: *looks* "...Kyoka, are you--" Kyoka: "I'm fine. But we need medical for someone..." Walter: QwQ sylvia: im sorry, im so sorry.... Tanizaki: ._.;;;; "...I take it your time was more eventful?" Walter: "Sly...It-It's fine...Fine..." *grows quiet* sylvia: *tearing up* Kunikida: "...Tanizaki, tend to him. Kyoka, I'll get some tea going...Have a seat with your...guest." sylvia: *sniff* Kyoka: "..." *sits down...pats the couch* sylvia:...*sits down* Kyoka: "...It'll be okay." sylvia: ................people are going to be killed because of me, mr ted made me hurt those other people too.... Kyoka: "It's okay...Just rest first..." sylvia: ..... -elsewhere- Dazai: *across the street from a hotel, sipping coffee* =w= higuchi: *catching a taxi* Dazai: *watches...spots another taxi* "Hmm..." -elsewhere- Naomi: *groans* "So much for that. We tried so many spots near the playground, and no closer to his house." atsushi: *sigh* i hope the others are having more luck than us. Naomi: "Maybe...Better get home. Big brother is probably worried sick about me~" =u= atsushi: *sweatdrop* Naomi: "Let's hurry back before--" *A trash can slams into Naomi's side, knocking her down* atsushi: !!!! HEY! Naomi: "UMPH!" *knocked to the ground, stumbling* "Wh-What the hell?! My head..." atsushi: *looks down the alley* *There stands the eyeglasses-wearing man, fidgeting...Franz Kafka* Kafka: *shiny eyeglasses...glaring...* atsushi: ohhhhh crap. Kafka: "..." *sharp inhale...he takes off his glasses, sets them in a case, sets the case on top of a dumpster* "...The twins couldn't do it...Leroux couldn't...You embarrassed Etta...and now" *looks up* "YOU MADE ME TOUCH A FILTHY TRASH CAAAAAAAAAN!" atsushi: ._.;;;; Kafka: *starts twitching...rubbing his face with the back of his hand* atsushi: s-sir? Kafka: *looks up--and his eyes look...insectile* atsushi: !!!!!!!!! *Chittering noises come off of him, as his face starts growing hair...No...That's not hair!* atsushi: w-what the hell?! Kafka: *loud chittering shriek as he leaps--his feet look...flatter?--as he tackles Atsushi...he's able to hold him down* atsushi: ??!!! Kafka: "You're not getting up noooooow!" *he has...four arms?!* atsushi: *SCREEEEEEAMS* WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUUUCK?! Kafka: *screams--as his clothes rip off him...then his skin! What pokes out are the shell of a cockroach!* Naomi: "!!!! Atsushi!" atsushi: !!!!! *kicks him in the gut* Kafka: *opens his mouth--and coughs up something vile onto Atsushi's face* atsushi: GUEGH! GROSS! Kafka: *inhuman shriek* "I have to...digest!" *bites into Atsushi's side--ripping out a chunk of him* Naomi: *hunting through the trash* "...Oh, the heck with it!" *leaps into the dumpster, tossing items out* atsushi: *screams* -tiger fist and He managed to punch through with enough force to-- Kafka: "ARG!" *his thin arm is knocked back, looking broken* "BASTARD!" *skitters away--crawling up the wall* atsushi: *cough cough* urk....gross... *SPIT* Naomi: "!!! Atsushi! He's using the height to--" *SPIT SPIT SPIT* atsushi: OHFUCK *dodging* *The acid spit starts corroding the street* Naomi: *panting--finally--* "Ah ha!" *reaches down* "Atsushi! Just another minute!" Kafka: *crawls at swift speed, pincers grabbing Atsushi by the leg, chomping into him* atsushi: thank god for regeneration or this would be really-*YELLS* Kafka: *pins Atsushi down* -PUNCH- Kafka: "ARG!" *his head is caved in by the punch--but he keeps going* "I have to keep it all in--ALL OF IT! I have to be organized, anticipate what everyone else needs--PREDICT WHAT THEY NEED DOWN TO THE LAST MINUTE! I have to be so organized--TO KEEP THIS IN! To keep this FILTHY MONSTER INSIDE!" *pins Atsushi down* "And now...I hunger..." *a growling is heard from his abdomen* atsushi: ...mama? Kafka: *his jaw unhinges, his pinchers reach for Atsushi's head, and--* *SLICE* atsushi: *winces as slimy blood splatters onto his face* *Kafka's roach head rolls off his body and onto Atsushi's chest* Naomi: *covered in garbage, now roach blood...and holding a large sheet of metal* *pants* "..." *swallows, struggling not to vomit* "I-I knew roaches slice off easily..." atsushi: thanks naomi.....we need all the showers....is he really- Kafka's head: "..." *eyes break open--and looked pissed* Naomi: Q______Q *LOUD SCREAM* atsushi: OHMYGODWHATTHEFUCKBARBEQUESUPERCALAFRAGILISTICAVRILLAVIGNE *TOSSES IT AT THE WALL* Kafka's head: "OUCH! You awful, dirty people! Don't you know roaches live for days after beheaded!" *Kafka's body starts skittering, until it is on its back* atsushi: oh right......are you gonna die then? Kafka: "...ARE YOU KIDDING ME, BODY?! Just grab them!" Naomi: *screaming, smashing his body with the metal* "DIE DIE DIE DIE--" Kafka: "No, you idiot! I regenerate! That's why Ted sent me--to offset your regeneration!" atsushi: *shakes the head* WHAT DOES HE WANT AND WHAT DOES THE GAUS WANT? Kafka: *eyes rolling around* "ST-STOP THAT!" *eyes spinning* "Ugh...What on Earth is 'Gaus'?" Naomi: "IT'S A GOOD NAME!" *stabs the metal through the body until it's sliced in half* atsushi: we dont know who you guys are, so we took to 'Gaus'. 'German Ability User Association?' Kafka: "...Okay. That's not a terrible name. And to answer your question, Ted wants you all dead so you don't get in his way--" atsushi: what does he want? Kafka: "...Ha...Ha ha ha! You think it's Ted running all of this?! No, Ted wants you dead so not to screw up _his_ plans!" atsushi: then who is _he_ exactly? Kafka: "..." *tilts his head a bit, as if to say "Come closer--I'll whisper"* atsushi: *hesitant* *lean* pleasedontbiteme. Kafka: *inhale* "I'M NOT ABOUT TO TELL YOU NO-GOOD DIRTY DISORDERLY RAPSCALLIONS!!!" atsushi: YEOW! >-Q Kafka: "HA HA HA! You fools! You'll never find--OW!" Naomi: "Atsushi, grab his other antenna!" atsushi: *grab* Kafka: Q~Q "NO NO NO! THAT HURTS! STOP!" Naomi: *growl* "Spill...Or you'll be half a roach!" Kafka: Q____Q "...I'm going to need a place where I can regenerate--and where Ted can't get to me...And...Um...one more thing..." atsushi: what? Kafka: "...D-Don't hurt Etta." atsushi: ...of course not. Naomi: "...Oooooooooh ~<3 " Kafka: "...IT'SNOTHINGSHUTUPYOUFILTHYDIRTYGIRL!!!" atsushi: suuure its not. Kafka: "TAKE ME TO A SAFE PLACE OR I'LL BITE YOUR KNEECAPS OFF!" atsushi: alright you dont have to shout at us! -elsewhere- higuchi: <thank you, sir.> well, here it is....just got to follow the GPS to- ???: "Super! You found the spot?" higuchi: yes-..... O_O *TURNS* Dazai: ^3^ "Miss me~?" higuchi: *grooooooan* fuck everything. Dazai: "I do." higuchi:...........whatever. screw it, lets just get to this fucking place and get to the bottom of this. DO NOT. INNUENDOIZE THAT. Dazai: "I promise not to innuen-Dazai you." higuchi:.......................................................................................................................................................................................................*poker faced, silently weeping* how does the agency put up with you? Dazai: "Why do you think I'm overseas?" higuchi: well, if kunkida is here, most likely detective work. Dazai: "Just looking into reports..." higuchi: well, then you have no reason for coming here. it's personal mafia business. Dazai: "Just think of this as me--" *pats a hand on his chest* "--doing an old favor for old...um...enemies? Friends? Frenemies? Frenemies with benefits--" higuchi: stop.......here it is. Dazai: "...Oh..." -its an abandoned house.- Dazai: "..." *snaps a pic* higuchi: *walking up to it* Dazai: "Watch out for traps." higuchi: noted. *looking for a way in* -elsewhere- Ted: "..." *taps his foot* "Miss Hoffman. Where are they?" etta: beats me. Ted: "Hmm..." *checks off items on a list* "Depleted numbers...Need to prioritize. No calls?" etta: nope. Ted: "Darn. Well, wait and see. I'll turn on additional parameters. Thank you, Miss Hoffman. You may return to your tasks." -elsewhere- Kunikida: *in the nearby pharmacy, grabbing bandages and other first-aid* ???: "--then maybe we can visit a park?" leo: that sounds lovely. ^^ Kunikida: "???" *pops up and looks over the aisle* Motojiro: *looking over the other side* Kunikida + Motojiro: "..." leo: oh, hello. Kunikida: *turns* *sees Leo* "...Hello." *looks at Motojiro* "Shopping?" Motojiro: ^w^ "Picnic!" leo: *nods* Kunikida: "Ah..." Motojiro: "That's a lot of medical supplies." Kunikida: "...Dazai hurt himself." Motojiro: "Really..." *looks at his phone* leo: is he alright? Kunikida: "Just the usual--" Motojiro: *sees a text from Higuchi--with Dazai in it* "..." Kunikida: "--and now we have to deal with the room service damages..." higuchi: [he followed me here. kill me.] leo: oh dear. -kunikida's phone is going off- leo: 0___0;; Kunikida: "...It's Dazai." *answers* "Yes?" Dazai: "Guess where I am~?" Kunikida: "Yes, yes, I'm heading back to--" Dazai: *off-phone* "Come on--just say 'Hi' once!" higuchi: -___- shut up, im looking for an entrance. Kunikida: "..." *clenching his fist, forming a crack in the phone* Motojiro: *stares at Kunikida* leo: ._.; Kunikida: "I said I'll be back upstairs when--" Dazai: "I think we just found something about Mori! Isn't that exciting to hear?!" Motojiro: *his ear next to the phone as well* "So nice to hear, Dazai." Dazai: .w.;;;;; Kunikida: *shaking* -BANG- higuchi: there, that should do it. Dazai: "Okay. Now keep an eye for traps, like battering rams, poison-tipped darts, lethal rabid dogs-- ..." *pushes her aside* "I'll go in first." Kunikida: *shaking with raw fury...on fire...* leo: *picks up motojiro and exits* Motojiro: owo;;;; Kunikida: *keeps shaking until--* *Outside, the top of the pharmacy blows up--then crashes back down* leo: O-O;;;; -elsewhere- atsushi: did anyone else feel that? Kafka: *rolling off the table* "AAAAAAH! DON'T LET ME FALL--" atsushi: *puts him in a bowl* Kafka: Q_Q "Thank you..." Walter: *hand bandaged, as much as it can be* "So, Franz, you just can't a--" Kafka: >~< "DON'TYOUEVEN!" sylvia: ....... Kyoka: "...Sylvia. May I ask how you found these two?" sylvia: t-they're c-c-coworkers of m-mr ted's. Kyoka: "Hmm. How did they join this...GAUS?" Walter: ^^;;; Kafka: T~T "I had nowhere to go..." sylvia: it's not gaus. we're called 'Sturm und Drang'. atsushi:...i liked gaus better Kyoka: *nod nod nod* Kafka: "PHILISTINES!" Walter: "GAUS it is! We can even get shirts with it!" Kafka: "WHY ARE YOU BEING FRIENDS WITH THEM?!" Naomi: *slams a book onto the table* atsushi: O-O Kafka: "!!!" Naomi: *slasher smile* "Quiet, little roach..." atsushi: *hides behind tanizaki* tanizaki save me Kyoka: "...Sylvia..." sylvia: *shaking badly* atsushi: we'll make sure he doesnt hurt you. Kafka: "..." *evil chuckle* "And we're supposed to trust you _why_?" atsushi: look, we dont know what we did to piss you guys of, but we're here looking for answers in regards to a certain person. Walter: "??? That Mori guy?" atsushi:....yeah. -atsushi explains the situation- Walter: "...Holy shit, dude." sylvia: *trembling* Kafka: "...If we tell you Ted's location, what do we get? Why should we help you with this Mori?" atsushi: because if we dont help him, then innocent people will get hurt. and the rats might come here next. Walter: "...He's got a point..." Kafka: "..." *sigh* "Sylvia?" sylvia:......*looks at the ground* Kyoka: "We want to make sure abuse like this...doesn't happen to others." sylvia:.....o-ok.... Kyoka: *smiles* "Okay..." Tanizaki: *pulls up a map on his laptop* -elsewhere- Dazai: *looking around* "..." higuchi: *looking with the flashlight* Dazai: *looks at the wall...the wallpaper is moldy, old-fashioned...* {Mori: "That is what you saw, Dazai. That's all you saw."} Dazai: *slight shudder* higuchi: *sees a hall with a few rooms* Dazai: "..." *looks at the floor* *points at a door* "See how the floor is more worn at that door? That must be a common area..." higuchi: *opens it* -its a medical office- Dazai: "..." *looks at the floor* *points at a door* "See how the floor is more worn at that door? That must be a common area..." higuchi: *opens it* -its a medical office- *It's a photo of a man, a woman, and a child* higuchi: so that's mori and his parents.......he has his mother's eyes.....she looks sad. Dazai: "..." *looks through a cabinet, finding nothing* -just simple medical files- Dazai: *sighs* "...He tell you about his parents?" higuchi: *shakes her head* Dazai: "...Given how he turned out, apparent they weren't great." higuchi:.....*looks around* Dazai: "..." *walks to another door--it's locked* "..." higuchi: *hands him a hairpin* Dazai: *nods, slips it into the keyhole--and unlocks the door* "..." *takes the doorknob...slowly opens--and the smell hits him* "!!!" higuchi: *gags* *The blood is caked onto the operating table* higuchi: !!!!!!! Dazai: *his eyes look at the entire room* *Medical tools are scattered on the floor...and a dried stream of blood from a certain spot...* higuchi: *coughs* god....*notices another area with a desk* Dazai: "..." *throws open a cabinet* "Start looking." higuchi: *examines the desk. there are notes* --writhing for 1 hour 47 minutes before the heart finally stopped.- higuchi: *reading through more notes* lettet: "My son..." higuchi: *continues* letter: "If there is one lesson I want you to learn, it is logic. It is the one constant--overcoming any one person's whims. It is pure. This is the legacy I give to you--one you will inherit, like you inherit my name." higuchi: ??!! (what?) *keeps reading* letter: "I am following the tradition of my father, and his father, and so on--not out of any sense of nostalgia, but because it is the best course of action. With each generation, they improve upon the model of their predecessor, much as one bloodline improves by incorporating new genetic content, at _any_ cost." higuchi: *continues.....and her eyes widen* ???: "That is why I had to contain your mother." higuchi: *her hands are shaking* Dazai: Higuchi...?" higuchi: s-she died..... ???: "To make you who you needed to be, I had to remove all external variables, leaving behind only what you need to persist: your intelligence, your shrewdness, your cunning. You must not let anything hold you back. Not even your parents." higuchi: rain.....*tearing up* rain had to fucking die for this!! this....fucking legacy! Dazai: "...This is who Mori is." higuchi: *she cant speak, all she can do is scream* Dazai: "..." *passes a hand over one sheet, looking behind it* Dazai: *stares...* *It's a photo of four-year-old Rintarou, smiling up at the camera, wearing his father's labcoat* higuchi: *trembling badly and looking at the picture, almost throwing up* Dazai: *takes her hand* "Grab what you need. We're out of here..." higuchi:...*nods.....* Dazai: *takes the photo, pockets it...then looks on the floor* higuchi:.....*looks in one door, tomoe's room....there is a note on the dresser* note: my dearest son rintarou, im sorry that it had to be this way, but it was the only option i had left. your father is a sick, vile, twisted man who doesnt care for human emotions and uses others for his own sick gain. even your own birth was against my will. he keeps going on and on about this 'legacy', but its all madness! i cant take it anymore, everytime i lookat you i see your father's demonic face staring back at me. i dont want you to grow up and become a monster like him. that is why i had to kill you before ending my own life. i hope god can forgive me. your mother, tomoe. higuchi:........*tears falling as she pockets the note* Dazai: "..." *pats her shoulder* higuchi: im just....going to leave now... Dazai: "..." *glances, spots something on the floor* *There is a small doll, with blonde hair and a red dress* Dazai: "..." *picks up the doll* -elsewhere- sylvia:....here.... Kyoka: *nods* "We really appreciate it." sylvia:.... Walter: ^^; "My van got pretty occupied..." Motojiro: ._. leo: ._. Tanizaki: *face smushed against the glass* Kunikida: "Okay. Step one is observation to see best approaches for entering." atsushi: ._.;; Tanizaki: "Maybe send Sylvia in with a prisoner?" sylvia: *shaking* Kunikida: "No. Tanizaki, Atsushi, Kyoka--go inside." atsushi: right. Kyoka: "..." *looks at Sylvia* sylvia:........*shaking* Kyoka: "Hey. It'll be okay." sylvia: ........i'll...g-go with you.... Kyoka: *nods* Tanizaki: "Okay, let's be smart about this inside--" Kyoka: *hands Sylvia a taser* "Use it on anyone who tries to hurt you." sylvia: .......o-o-ok.... Tanizaki: .____.;;; atsushi: ok, lets go. Kyoka: *walks with Sylvia* Tanizaki: *walks ahead, opens the door* atsushi: *heads over to the stairs* Kyoka: *presses elevator button* sylvia: .......... Tanizaki: *takes stairs after Atsushi* Kyoka: "..." *holds her hand* sylvia: *tenses* dont....touch my skin.....the curse.... Kyoka: "I can handle it. We won't let him hurt you." sylvia:.......m-miss kyouka? whats going.....to happen to me? Kyoka: "...Is this where you're from originally?" sylvia: ......i cant remember....its been....a long time.... Kyoka: "...Would you want to come home with us?" sylvia: i-i dont know..... Kyoka: "Think about it. The Agency has been a home to many of us ability users..." sylvia:......i-i'll think about it..... -elsewhere- leo: ...so then this mansion.... Walter: "--is where the boss lives and works." leo: i see... Kunikida: "What does he want?" Walter: *sighs* "Well, for one thing, not Rats here, as you can see." leo: ..... *looks away* Motojiro: "..." *pats Leo's hand* leo: …..*smiles* Walter: "And second...Well...You know how there are only a few ability users? And how you see the violence against so many people...Quirks. Dokeshi. Fire people and even those Infernals that get executed? Well, we don't have it good either. So...Why should Ability Users be the minority?" Kunikida: "...An ability supremacist movement?" Walter: "Oh, God no--the opposite. Why not let everyone _become_ an Ability User?" leo: so basically the opposite of dostoyevsky's goal. Walter: *nods* "You can imagine how someone like that goes with my boss." leo: ._.; Motojiro: "Soooo...What kind of personality does he have?" -FWOOOOOOM- leo: !!!!!! Kunikida: "?!!!" hans: *standing there, sending flames out* WALTER! WHY ARE THEY HERE?! Walter: OwO "...They were persuasive?" hans: then i will have to persuade them to leave. Kunikida: "!!! Benjamin, make her leave!" Walter: "There's no convincing her like this!" hans: if you're here to kill lord goethe, i wont allow it! *FWOOOOM* Walter: "!!!" *puts the van in reverse* "NOT THE VAN, NOTTHEVAN!!!!" *CRASH* *The van hit a light pole* *and a fire hydrant* Walter: Q~Q Kunikida: "..." *sighs* *opens the door, steps out* hans: stay back! Kunikida: "We have no intention of hurting this 'Lord Goethe.' We also have no intention to attack you. But if you keep hitting us, we will defend ourselves." hans: bullshit! *FWOOOM* Kunikida: *dodges, opens his book, writes onto the page--* Motojiro: *pulls Leo away from the blast* leo: !!! Kunikida: *managed to pull from his book some fire-proof gloves before jumping into the alley* Motojiro: "Leo...I'm sorry." leo: *panting* i-it's fine.... .///. Motojiro: "..." *gulps* "Not why I was apologizing..." *hugs her* leo: o////////o Motojiro: *lets go, looks at her* "I'll be back for you...Just wait..." *lets go, runs where Hans is attacking Kunikida in the alley* leo: !!!! -FWOOOOM- Kunikida: *hunkered down* ("Damn it...Not big enough for a fire extinguisher...What would work? What would--") *Someone grabs Hans from behind* hans: ??!!! Motojiro: *holding something in his teeth* *muffled* "We have to stop this right now!" hans: ?? <what the fresh hell?> *Is that...a lemon in his teeth?* hans: ???? Motojiro: *CHOMP* *BOOM* hans: !!!!!! *blown back into the wall* *There is only smoke, dust, and fire left...It is hard to see anything left* hans: <is he mad?> *A call comes from the smoke* hans: ???!! ???: " 'Mad'? You call me 'mad'? Why would you call something so rational as this mad..." *The smoke clears in an instant, revealing Motojiro--the smoke blown away by Kunikida, having summoned it from his book* Motojiro: "It was simply a calculated risk--OUT OF MY LOVE FOR LEMONS!" Kunikida: -_-; "You mafiosos are odd ducks..." leo:.....^^; hans:........<what the hell> Motojiro: *rolls up his sleeves* "I can keep this up all day, ma'am. So how about we talk over a nice cup of tea?" hans: YOU BLEW YOURSELF UP! WITH A LEMON OF ALL THINGS! Motojiro: "...Yes? What was I to blow myself up with? An orange?" hans:.................................................................................. Motojiro: "I see my logic takes your breath away." hans: *takes off a glove, revealing a burnt hand and heats it up* please just drop dead now. ??? ahh, what's doing on? hans: !!!!!!!!! ????: so much noise out here.....and i was just getting comfortable. -a young man with his hair tied in a ponytal appears- hans: johann! 'johann': hnn? hans, who are these clowns? Motojiro: "???" *looks around--then points at himself* Kunikida: "I assume you are the one in charge. Ted Hughes's supervisor?" 'johann': call me goethe. and i assume you guys are with the agency? Kunikida: "I am." goethe: in that case, im going to have to ask you to either leave or die. i dont care what the government asked of you, we wont be eliminated so easily *glares* Kunikida: "You wrongly assume we have any interest to eliminate you. We simply are investigating a number of crimes in this area." hans: and what proof do you have? Kunikida: "Consultation with local police. Attacks on us at the theater, an alley. And the obvious damage your Mr. Hughes has done to one child." goethe: *glances at walter* Walter: Q~Q "S-Sir? Th-They may have a point about T-Ted?" goethe: hmmmm.....well you're the brain, what do you suggest? Walter: ^^;;; "M-Maybe we should walk with them inside and talk with Ted? I mean, Hans's power is enough to burn them to a crisp immediately--and they made sure not to kill her?" goethe: well that much i can appreciate. *wraps an arm around her waist* especially since that trench coat creep tried to harass her. twice. hans: .////. j-johann... Kunikida: "..." Motojiro: "...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" :3 hans: j-johaaaaann >////< not in public. goethe: walter, drive us to ted's place. -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "...That's the door then?" atsushi:..... *3 fingers up...2.....1...* *TIGER KICKS THE DOOR DOWN* Tanizaki: *passes Light Snow as a precaution behind them* sylvia:...... Ted: *holding a saucer and tea* "..." *smiles* "Hello." atsushi:.....*hard glare* sylvia: *trembling* Ted: "Sylvia...You brought guests. And you didn't call ahead first?" sylvia: *shaking* Kyoka: "Sylvia..." Ted: "It's good I brought out extra cups." *pours some tea* "Please, sit." atsushi: what do you want, hughes? Ted: *smiles* "Well, for starters, I want you to take me up on some tea--and chat about an opportunity." atsushi: ..... *not sitting down* Ted: "..." *smils fades* "I said SIT." *Something forces them all into chairs* atsushi: ???!!!! sylvia: *tenses* Kyoka: "!!!" Tanizaki: ._.; "H-How did that happen?" Ted: "..." *sits back, smiles again* "You all are ability users, yes?" atsushi:......y-yeah, so? sylvia: *shaking* Ted: *smirks, holds up his left hand* "I am as well." sylvia: .... atsushi: ..... Ted: "A gift from our benefactor--to make this a more fair world." *leans back, sips* "But...a fair world still needs order. And someone needs to enforce that order. After all, once everyone has an ability, how, then, do you impose order..." *looks at Sylvia* "...without someone reminding people of their place?" atsushi: .......... Kyoka: "Lunatic." Ted: "..." *holding his teacup* "I beg your pardon?" atsushi: but there's plenty of people who are satisfied without an ability, like naomi, miss kirako, aya, ranpo... Ted: "Ah, Naomi." Tanizaki: "!!!" Ted: *smiles* "I heard how she handled Mr. Kafka. I think my boss would be interested in offering his gift to her. And who knows--maybe she would be a far better assistant to me than Sylvia." atsushi: !!!!! Kyoka: "!!!" sylvia: *shaking* Tanizaki: "..." *stands up...and flips the table* "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Ted: *doesn't move--as the contents of the table seem to collide with an invisible wall in front of Ted* Tanizaki: "??!" Ted: *smiles* atsushi:.... !!!!!! t-that's- *A whirring sound, like machinery, is heard* Tanizaki: "?!" *Something slams down onto Tanizaki's head, crushing him against the floor* atsushi: TANIZAKI! Tanizaki: "AAAAH!" Kyoka: "!!!" *tries to stand--and is knocked back down into her seat* "UMPH!" atsushi: *looks up and sees....* *Something is shimmering from Tanizaki to the ceiling...and it's staring at Atsushi* atsushi: !!!! ???: *WHIIIIIIIIIR* -in the car- goethe: so that's what ted's been up to, walter? Walter: "...The same, unfortunately, sir." goethe: *siiigh* he really doesnt get the whole thing, does he? hans: ./////. Walter: "...Sir. If it isn't improper to ask...why did you give _him_ an ability?" Kunikida: ._.; ("Now the seats are so limited that fire woman is seated on this man's lap...") Motojiro: ._.; ("And that light pole and fire hydrant are still wedged into the back of the van...") goethe: i suppose he mislead me into believing that he needed help looking after that girl. how annoying, for him to take advantage of the kindness of my heart that way. it pisses me off. leo: that's awful. Kunikida: "I think that is one thing we agree on, sir--one of many. When we encountered him and his attacks on the girl, we ended up including your peers as part of our investigation." goethe: but i know miss hoffman, mr leroux, and the grimm brothers have done nothing wrong. they were only attacking you as means of protecting themselves. Kunikida: "We could have discussed this..." leo: come to think of it, why do you think the agency is here to bring you harm? goethe: to be fair, the messenger girl didnt give many details...but if i asked her, that would be too much work on my part. Motojiro: "...You're kinda lazy, huh?" hans: yes. -_-; leo: who is this messenger girl? goethe: some kid who got in, purple dress, weird thing on her neck, creepy doll, long ponytail. leo: that sounds like elizaveta! Motojiro: "??? Friend?" leo: sort of, she's another member of the rats. goethe: !!!!! wait...did you say 'rats'? as in, the rats in the house of the dead? leo: *she nods* goethe:....................he...hehehe.....AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ohhhh THAT explains everything now! *cackling* Kunikida: ._.;;; "Sir?" goethe: *siiiigh* that bastard dostoyevsky is really that determined to piss me off, isnt he? Kunikida: "!!!!" goethe: i've only met him once before, and i only know these things about him; 1, he's the boss of the rats, 2, he wants to get rid of ability users, and 3, i fucking hate him. hans: 7_7 him _and_ his shitty butler. Kunikida: "...I agree with that third point." leo:..... hans: i just sent the message to inform everyone. goethe: *head stroke* thank you, <love> hans: .////.; Kunikida: ._.; -elsewhere- Tanizaki: *screaming* atsushi: *lunging at the robotic entity* *The Agency members and Sylvia were held down by invisible robot limbs, formed out of Ted's aura...Now, the limbs have formed around Ted, barely seen behind an aura that hides Ted like he is invisible in the room* Ted: *swings his arm at Atsushi* atsushi: *dodge* let them GO! *TIGER PUNCH* Ted: *absorbs the blow, not moving* atsushi: !!!!! Ted: "Ingenious...Goethe knew the abilities out there--and improved upon them. Take Mr. Tanizaki's Light Snow ability. Excellent for surveillance...but--" *Ted presses his robotic hand harder* Tanizaki: "AAAAAAH!" atsushi: TANIZAKI!! Ted: "So much wasted potential...Why not use the light as _hard_ light, to assume a form that can do this--" *lifts the limb to deliver one more blow--* -BBBBZZZTTTT- Ted: "AAAAAAH!" *the aura starts to fade, Ted starting to fall from his hard-light robotic cockpit* "Wh-What...?" sylvia: *holding the tazer* Tanizaki: *struggling to sit up* "Th-Things about contracts..." *smiles* "There's always a loophole, you stupid fuck." Ted: "!!!" ("Goethe...Did you make my ability susceptible...to electrical blasts?!") sylvia: l..le...leave them....alone.... Ted: "Stay back!" *steps back, knocking over tea cups, assuming a pose against Sylvia* sylvia: *shaking* Kyoka: "Atsushi, hold him down." atsushi: *jumps onto his back* Ted: "GAK!" *struggling to move his robot arms to grab Atsushi--and instead slams back into the wall, trying to knock or crush Atsushi* atsushi: KYOUKA NOW! Kyoka: *nods* *pulls out four tasers* Ted: Q~Q Kyoka: "Sylvia, get the head. I'll take the limbs..." sylvia: *gulps and nods* Kyoka: *lifts the tasers, turns all four on--and brings each one down against one limb of the robot* -BZTBZTBZTZTZTZTZTZ- Ted: *shaking violently* Kyoka: "..." *sighs* "I think he's incapacitated--" Tanizaki: "But not knocked out..." *pulls up his phone, dials Naomi* "Yo, Teddy Ruxpin--You mentioned my sister. Where is she?" Ted: *collapsed, steam coming off his skin* "..." Tanizaki: "I said talk!" Ted: *snickering* -pick up- naomi: hey bro~ Tanizaki: "!!! Naomi?! Where are you?! Are you okay?" naomi: yeah? im at the hotel still, watching roachboy. oh, and dazai just got back too. SAY HI, DAZAI! Dazai: "Hi, Tanizaki! Having fun?" Tanizaki: *can't speak, crying* naomi: bro? BRO?! did something happen?! Dazai: "???" *looks at 'roach boy'* "...Jesus. What the heck are you?" Kafka: "Kafka." Dazai: "!!! Handsome German Kunikida?! Who did this to you?!" *picks up the bowl, shaking it* Tanizaki: "I-I'm just happy...you're safe..." *collapses, passing out* Ted: "..." *chuckling...* atsushi: what's so funny?! Ted: "Look at him...This is what I meant. An ability granted to him--when I crushed him like a bug." *looks at Sylvia* "This is why we need order. This is why I will guide you to your full potential--" sylvia: *shaking* -PUNCH- kyouka: do you think you have _ANY_ right to say that after all you've put her through?! Ted: *shocked* "Wh-What?! How dare you--" *SLICE* Ted: O____o "..." *a bit of his bangs fall to the floor* Kyoka: *holding a blade* "..." atsushi: look at her, dont you see how scared she is? how hurt she is?! Ted: "..." *looks at her* sylvia: *staring at him, with wide eyes, shaking* Ted: "..." *smiles* "Fear has always been a great teacher...It helped me get my ability under control." sylvia: ....... Kyoka: "...Do you know...how hard it is to even _control_ an ability? That Sylvia has gotten this far with what she can do is astounding. You? You couldn't win at all with your sad little wind-up toy of an ability, you awful, wicked child." Ted: "..." Kyoka: "You don't care about her at all, do you?" Ted: "..." *smiles* "I care...about what she can do for me..." atsushi: *KICKS HIM IN THE FACE* Ted: *slow motion fly--a front tooth knocked out--* *Ted slams against his table, sprawled over it, tea spilling onto him* atsushi: you....you PIECE OF ROTTEN SHIT!! Ted: "..." *pushes himself up...turns...and looks at Sylvia* "..." *grips his fist...the fabric on his glove is slightly torn* atsushi:..... !!! -there is a black marking on his hand, of a goat skull surrounded by thorns- Ted: "YOU SPOILED BRAT!" *swings his fist--* sylvia: *winces* Kyoka: *pulls back her fist...and slams it so hard into Ted's face that he flies across the room--and out the window* atsushi:...is he dead? Kyoka: "..." *picks up Tanizaki, looks at Sylvia* "..." sylvia: ........ -elsewhere- Walter: "Sweet! A parking spot right in front." *parks, turns off the van* "Okay, let's head inside--" -CRASH- hans: <HOLY SHIT> leo: !!!!! goethe: hnn? Walter: "..." *looks up* "... ... ..." *slams his forehead on the steering wheel--making the theme song go off on the van's horn* Kunikida: "..." *looks out the window* "..." *comes back into the van* "..." *smirks* leo: oh my god! hans: ._. Ted: *groans* goethe: well well well..... Ted: "S-Sir...I-I can..." *spits up blood* "...ex-explain..." goethe: please do. Ted: "The Agency...came at me in my office...attacked me, unprovoked...St-Stop them..." goethe: *looks up at the window* *The Agency looks down...They look battered...* Walter: *sobbing into the steering wheel* leo: *awkward pat* Motojiro: "H-Hey...It's not that bad? You can buff that out--" Walter: *more crying* Motojiro: OwO;;; leo: .-.; Kyoka: "..." *calls down* "Sir! We are sorry for tossing out the trash. He was stinking up this office with his awful behavior. Also, his crumpets taste like shit." goethe: hmmm.....now tell me hughes, what exactly were you planning, be honest, i wont get mad, i promise~ Ted: Q_____Q "...T-To create the order you wanted among all the new ability users, s-sir..." goethe: is that all? are you sure you dont have...other...motivations~? Ted: Q~Q *vigorously shakes his head "No"* goethe: *raises a brow at him* Ted: Q______________Q goethe: are you by any chance, dissatisfied with your ability? Ted: QwQ "I-I mean, there's always room for improvement--but I assure you! I'm determining how best to improve by my own initiative, sir! After all, I'm not one to ride on someone else's coattails..." goethe: so you choose to upstage me then? Ted: "!!!! Never! I never meant to give that impression, s-s-sir...Why? Did I do something to make you feel that way?" goethe: giving the others orders behind my back for one thing. hans: not to mention using a young girl to torture innocent people and then kill them? Ted: "Now, wait, I was doing what you had instructed--if not in word, then in feeling...And isn't that what a loyal servant would do~?" *smiles, his tooth still missing* goethe: ........yes, that is correct. but you arent a very loyal servant now, are you~? ^^# Ted: QwQ "B-But, sir! I did it all for you!" goethe: did you do it for me, or for your own selfish gain? Ted: "...If I say for myself, what will happen?" goethe: i wont be mad, i promise you that. Ted: "...Yes, I did it for myself." goethe: seee now that wasnt so hard, was it? *pats his hand* Ted: "Y-You really aren't mad?" goethe: im not mad........*grips his wrist tightly as the vines from ted's contract mark crawl up his arm* i'm absolutely furious~ Kunikida + Motojiro + Walter + Kyoka: "!!!" Tanizaki: X_X Ted: *howls in pain* "AAAAH! No! Don't take it away from me!!!" -the vines are around ted's neck, choking him- Ted: "GRRK--" -crunch- goethe:....-tsk tsk-. unfortunate..... leo: !!! i-is he..... hans:.....yes...... Kunikida: "...Sir. This is...murder." Walter: "Ted..." goethe: he was bound by a contract, and he went against it. it's simple business.....and also a side effect of my ability. Kunikida: "...What about his so-called consulate position? I imagine the British government may have concerns." goethe: oh he faked those documents. Kunikida: "..." *sighs* "Of course..." -the others have arrived downstairs now- sylvia:......... leo: now when you say, 'side effect' goethe: all those who are under contract with me via my ability have a marking upon their body as proof. *shows them the back of walter's neck to show it* in exchange for their abilities, they must work for me for the remainder of their lives. fortunately, i provide employment opportunities for the members of sturm und drang, so its not a problem. Walter: .\\\\. atsushi:...i see.... come on, we should tell naomi and dazai. Walter: "I'd offer a ride, but..." QwQ -later, after a big get together and explanation.- Dazai: "...Well, you all had an eventful day." *sits in between Goethe and Hans* "..." *smiles at Hans* goethe: *grabs him and throws him into the wall* so then dostoyevsky's been causing you all trouble then? Kunikida: *not even fazed* "Incredibly so. The Rats have upset order in Death City, mutilated and killed the innocent...The damage persists." Tanizaki: *lying on the couch* goethe: well in that case, we'll be happy to assist you in your endevours any way we're able to. atsushi: seriously? even after all the trouble we- goethe: any enemy of those bastards are friends of ours~ naomi: how petty. leroux: that's our employer for you. a true hedonist. wilhelm: and laaaazy. Kunikida: "..." *offers his hand* "I will explain the situation to our boss. I cannot promise his response, but I promise I will do my best to persuade him." goethe: any time, friend. etta: ^^ Kyoka: "..." *glances at Sylvia* sylvia: *in the corner by herself* Kyoka: "..." *walks over to her* Jakob: *tugs on Atsushi's shirt* atsushi: ?? Jakob: "Mr. Tiger? My brother and I wanted to give you something before you go home." atsushi: aw, thanks kiddos, what is it? *CRUNCH* Jakob: *slams his foot into Atsushi's groin* atsushi: OxO .... QxQ ..... wilhelm: XD Jakob: "That's for embarrassing me in front of everyone!" >_< atsushi: sorryyyyyy Q_____Q Jakob: >3< Kyoka: "Sylvia?" sylvia: !!! y-yes? Kyoka: "...Where will you go now?" sylvia:...i-i dont know....i'll p-probably be in an orphanage.... Kyoka: "..." *points* "Atsushi was in an orphanage, too...before he joined the Agency." sylvia:........ -elsewhere- higuchi: .......................... leo:....she's been quiet the whole ride back.... Motojiro: *nods* "I think she has a lot to think about, including reports to file..." leo: yeah.....*lean* Motojiro: "..." *puts an arm around her* leo:...^////^ pilot: we're here. -hirotsu, tachihara, gin, and kouyou are there, along with pushkin and katya- katya: ooooi! *waving* Gin: "..." *nods* -the plane lands- higuchi:....... Kouyou: "Welcome." Hirotsu: "We can begin the debriefing back at headquarters..." leo: *nods* lady kouyou. pushkin + katya: *TACKLE HUG FOR LEO* Motojiro: "!!!" leo: <g-glad to see you both too.> ^^; -after they get up- Gin: "Higuchi..." higuchi:....*stumbles over to her and leans into her* Gin: *catches her* "..." *strokes her back* higuchi:....*voice cracky, like she had been screaming* can i....stay the night? Gin: "Yes..." leo: *worried* Hirotsu: "...Higuchi...Just...We'll meet in the morning." higuchi:.....*nod* Tachihara: -_-###### Motojiro: "???" leo: mr tachihara? Tachihara: "I'm happy for you. I'm so freaking happy for you..." leo: ??? Tachihara: "Just...If there's ever anything wrong, don't hesitate to ask for help. Okay?" leo: noted. katya: *glaaaare* *gives tachihara the 'im watching you' sign* Tachihara: "?!!!" *glares at Katya* *gives her the finger* -pushkin had to restrain her from biting his finger off. again- -elsewhere- atsushi: and that's basically what all happened. Kyoka: *nods* "Sir...I have a question." fukuzawa: yes? Kyoka: "Are you looking for new members of the Agency?" fukuzawa: what brought this up? Kyoka: "...The deceased Ted Hughes has had held custody, despite no authorization to do so, of a young girl whom he has abused repeatedly. She has no known living relatives, and if nothing is done, she will be put into an orphanage." fukuzawa: ...i'll consider it. Kyoka: "..." *nods* "Thank you." -elsewhere- Kafka: *reading in bed...he is wearing different glasses--these are far blockier and less fashionable* "..." *sighs* -knock- Kafka: "??? Enter." etta: hiii franzy~ *wave* ^^ Kafka: O\\\\\\\\\O Walter: "Hey, buddy! I see you're in one piece--" Kafka: *death glare* Walter: OxO etta: we got you something~ *hands him a plush doggy with droopy eyes and holding a heart that reads 'get well soon'* Kafka: O\\\\O "..." >\\\\> "It's...what I would expect from you. Purchased from the gift shop downstairs, I'm sure?" etta: yep! ^^ Kafka: >\\\\> "...Well, I guess it's the thought that counts. Thank you." *ahem, still hugging the doll in his lap, looks at them* "I-I want an organization update." Walter: "...Ted is dead." Kafka: "!!! H-How?! Explain!" Walter: "The boss learned about some of Ted's...behavior, especially towards Sylvia." Kafka: "..." *leans back in bed* "...Jesus." etta:....a fitting punishment. Kafka: "..." *shudders* "He was not a good man...but Goethe's actions are troubling." Walter: "Well, if we do what he says, I think we'll be fine..." Kafka: "..." *hugs the doll more* etta: well....get better soon, ok? Kafka: "..." *nods* "But...Are you two okay?" Walter: ^^; "...I'll be at the auto-shop for a few days...weeks..." etta: yeah. walter's wrist is a bit sore too, but we're surviving. ^^ Kafka: "I'm sorry..." *looks at Etta* "Are you okay?" etta: yeah, of course i am. ^^ Kafka: "...Then that's what's important." etta: aww, thanks franzy ^^ Kafka: >\\\> *scratches his cheek* "J-Just tend to my apartment, water my plants by the schedule listed next to each one, do not go through my files, pick up and file my mail by priority and chronology--" Walter: ^^;;;; -elsewhere-

[hey-its-ellice]

Zack Werenski- Drunk

Warrning: Mentions of alcohol. Mentions of the nasty (nothing happens).

“Babe?” I hear Zach answer the phone.

“B-babe, where, where are you. Your missin all the fuuuun.” I reply drunkly.

“Are you drunk?” He asks.

“May, maybe, just a bit.” I reply, while stumbling out the door of the bar.

“Babe, where are you?” Zach asks. I hear him grabbing his keys.

“At a bar” I reply giggling, while also drunkly stuttering.

“Which one baby?” He asks calmly.

“The-um-the-uh….I don’t, I don’t, remember.” I slur, taking a shot that my friend brought me.

“Where is it baby?” He replays still sounding very calm.

“It’s-its-by the i-c-e place.” I slur, saying ice slowly

“Okay baby, stay on the phone with me, okay?” He asks sounding like he is speaking to a child.

“Okay,”

The line fills with silence.

“Za-ch….”

“Yes?”

“Your name, its funnnn, ta say.” I reply while swaying back and forth. My tennis shoe covered feet being the only reason I haven’t busted my butt.

His reply is a mix between a laugh and a giggle. Followed by him saying he was almost here

Soon after, I hear a car door close then feel an arm around my waist, so I instinctively move away.

“Relax baby, it’s just me.” Zack whispers in my ear, guiding me to the passenger side of his car.

“Oh, Zacky.” I reply sloppy kissing the side of his head as he buckles me in.

“Yeah, it’s me.” He replies kissing my forehead. Then closing the door, only after making sure I was secure and wouldn’t get hurt.

As he starts driving he keeps looking at me from the corner of his eye.

“Wha?” I ask. Catching his eye.

“You are absolutely hammered.” He says with a slight giggle.

“You should get hamm-ered too.” I reply breaking apart the word ‘hammered’.

“Then who would take care of you baby?” He asks, putting his hand on my knee in a comforting way.

“I don’t know.” I reply like a child.

“I love you Zacky.” I reply breaking the silence that had covered the car.

“I love you too babe.” Zack replies as we pull up to the house.

“Wait right where you are, okay baby.” Zack says, more than asks, as he gets out and jogs over to my side of the car.

When he gets over to my side he unbuckles me and picks me up with one arm behind my knees and the other around my lower back.

All the while he is carrying me back, I am also kissing his jaw and neck.

“Babe, what are you doing?” Zack asks, giggling as he sets me on the bed. Him sitting on the bed also so he could unite his shoes.

“I’m ready.” I say as I start to get out of my clothes.

“What?“Zack asks looking at me like I lost it.

“I said I’m ready.“I rely straddling his lap.

“I heard what you said, but no.” He says looking at me like I’m crazy.

“Why, am I not hot enough?” I ask as I kiss his neck.

“Babe, your drunk. I’m not gonna take your virginity while your drunk and not thinking clearly. You said you wanted to wait till marriage.” Zack says taking me off his lap and putting one of his big shirts on me.

“But-”

“Baby girl, no, I’m not gonna take advantage of you. Your drunk. I want you to remember your first time. Not have it be a drunk blur.” He says lifting the covers on my side so I can get in.

“Stay here, I’m gonna get you a trash can, some water, and some medicine.” He says creasing my hair and kissing my forehead.

When he comes back he puts the things by my side and makes me drink at least a third of the water. Then he tucks me in and we cuddle.

“Thank you.” I say turning in his arms to face him.

“For what?” He ask looking at me curiously, brushing his fingers lightly against my cheek.

“For not taking advantage of me. It means a lot. A lot of other guys wouldn’t of cared.”

“I will never do anything like that. I promise. I will never take advantage of you. Your too perfect of a woman for stupid decisions like that.” He says kissing me on the head before turning out his light.

That night both of us fell asleep cuddled together. Though I did wake up with an awful hangover.

[akrbinc]

October 11, 2017

WAAAAZZUUP RBOM

Here's what happened in the last two weeks.

1. I watched Fight My Way in just one week. I watch every evening, before I sleep or before I study. I loved it.

2. I studied a lot last week because of my preboards. It was very productive.

3. I watched lots of movies with ze Buta Family. I'm becoming resilient to horror and action movies na yay.

4. I got my braces off na. People have been saying I look different and that, lol, I look prettier.

5. We had unli chicken last week and I was so happy hahahaha.

6. The weekend before unli chicken, I was so sick. I felt it already in the morning. Like, when I scrubbed myself I was so sensitive, and my skin was hot inside. I was Abit dizzy but bearable. I didn't eat much, and I fell asleep twice in the afternoon. In the evening, I had the worst nausea I've ever had. My head kept thumping and ringing, closing my eyes only made myself slightly better. I vomitted so much that I actually lost count. I also had diarrhea. Mom insisted imthat I be brought to the ER already, but I didn't want. Around after midnight, I vomitted again. My insides felt like it was vacuumed and twisted. I was coughing out my saliva and I kept exhaling while I struggled. Before I finally fell asleep, I had lots of menthol around my head and chest and stomach. The next two days, I recovered slowly, but i ate only so little and drank two liters of Pocari Sweat.

7. Yesterday at Gym, I found that I lost almost 10 kg. Okay, okay.

8. I bought a new lipstick and two eyeliners from miniso. I might be broke when I adult ha ha ha ha.

9. As of today, I only have 18 days left.

10. We also had BBQ for a birthday party. It was fuuuun

11. We had the spicy noodles challenge and it was hilarious.

12. I was a school yesterday, and I met lots of people. Most of them, to my surprise, were surprised to see me. (Because seriously I'm just the side character and my kouhai prolly don't know me ) But when I went to see my old classmates, they were shookt that they almost fell off the table at the library. I was also shookt from their shooktness like, I took a step back or something. I came to school with my regular skirt uniform, and wore my heels. I felt good too, because my hair was nice and soft then, and I had my red lippie. Anyway, I just went to say hello , and I asked them how they were. Later on, I saw my other irregular classmates in the distance looking at me (and I won't lie cuz I was happy because haha), so I went to see them and my age said I looked nice and not stressed unlike them. I was also told that I smelled nice. UUUUUGGHH YAAASS. Anyway after that I met you with other peeps, and they kept telling me how they miss me. I don't know, I felt really loved? Like they kept thanking me for having the time to come in and I was like it's nothing? It felt nice, you know.

13. Okay, so kuyas friend didn't recognize me in a pic until my bro said so and he was HAA!? she looks so pretty in the picture, and then Kuya was rambling at me asking if I was going through adolescence and why is it late and I'm like HAHAHAHA LATE BLOOMER DUUHH

14. I'm saving up for my concert but I can't decide where to sit because I saved up enough for the second best, but I can push for the best , but then I can go for the third best too but it comes out in two days and I don't know what to buy huhuhuhu

15. Honestly, I'm freaking and depressing over my board exam

16. Okay SSSHH I'm watching Kill me Heal me for like, two days now.

17. Before I watched Fight my way I rewatched She was Pretty hehehe

18. I'm starting to like Park Soo Jeun Hahahaha He's so cute and light and his characters are always on point hehe. Also , he had fluffy curly hair and he dressers so handsomely

19. I want to dress up like Koreans HEHEHE

20. I bought John Green's new book today and I don't know if I should read it or keep watching. I think I'll read it after my exam so I have something to do?

21. I need to study huhuhuhu