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Master of Shadow - AU Event\Backdated to Dec 4th
Who: Minato and anyone who dares.
What: AU Event shenanigans (backdated)
Where: SOMEWHERE in Genessia City.
"We humans are pretty a pretty selfish lot, you know?"
A video feed flicks on at nighttime. Minato's face stares back from the viewport, seemingly alone. His eyes vaguely focused and practically clouded over. His expression was...quite off. Perhaps it was odd to see the boy anything but apathetic or in a state of restrained happiness. But not like this. This was closer to a very dark amusement about things...
"...We take anything we can get, we hoard, we lie and cheat. But really, what do we get out of it in the end? Nothing, really. All our meaningless lives, we want so much...But why should we care? We'll just lose it all, anyway."
All in all, he looks the same, aside from the expression on his face. It's a smile, yes, but a twisted one. Melancholy mixed with an odd, dreadful serenity. He tilts the camera to the side, still not saying much, the view passing over a smashed window of an apartment as he sits in a busted couch. Nothing seems to be taken and everything is just kind of thrown aside. He turns the camera back to himself and adds, with a characteristic shrug...
"I've had too much taken from me, already, to want anything out of it. That's why this world deserves what it gets."
A pause. A long, long pause. And a laugh sounding oddly chilling from the typically calm young man.
"...You know who you are. Don't keep me waiting."
The feed clicks off.
What: AU Event shenanigans (backdated)
Where: SOMEWHERE in Genessia City.
"We humans are pretty a pretty selfish lot, you know?"
A video feed flicks on at nighttime. Minato's face stares back from the viewport, seemingly alone. His eyes vaguely focused and practically clouded over. His expression was...quite off. Perhaps it was odd to see the boy anything but apathetic or in a state of restrained happiness. But not like this. This was closer to a very dark amusement about things...
"...We take anything we can get, we hoard, we lie and cheat. But really, what do we get out of it in the end? Nothing, really. All our meaningless lives, we want so much...But why should we care? We'll just lose it all, anyway."
All in all, he looks the same, aside from the expression on his face. It's a smile, yes, but a twisted one. Melancholy mixed with an odd, dreadful serenity. He tilts the camera to the side, still not saying much, the view passing over a smashed window of an apartment as he sits in a busted couch. Nothing seems to be taken and everything is just kind of thrown aside. He turns the camera back to himself and adds, with a characteristic shrug...
"I've had too much taken from me, already, to want anything out of it. That's why this world deserves what it gets."
A pause. A long, long pause. And a laugh sounding oddly chilling from the typically calm young man.
"...You know who you are. Don't keep me waiting."
The feed clicks off.