genessia | [Closed] [Video] [Action] Entry 1

Mukuro is seen propping up the phone inside her temporary room, her hand extending back as she fwomped herself against a 'life-sized' Teddy Bear. The scale to the small commonplace is rather eccentric, no doubt looking out of place to the ill furnished interior. After a brief moment, she starts to speak.

"Um, hello. I hope this is the right channel. I'm Mukuro Ikusaba, the winner of the last times contest." She explained nodding. "I... I will be moving out soon, and despite my desire, I do not wish to hold onto my prize for the move." She explained stroking the bear's muzzle while still eyeing the phone's camera.

"Th..Therefore I have decided to try and fulfill not only a goal of my own, but a goal of someone else... if such a person exists... inner child." She said with her head looking down. "I don't mean to sound offensive, in fact this is a sincere gesture to show that despite my profession I am not a blood thirsty killer." The black bob cut woman said scratching the back of her scalp with her lip trembling in a smile.

"I wan't to give this to someone who is a teen or an adult who either has a mental disability, or has a child mindset by the caliber of their own respective species. No kids, no claws, and no liars too." She explained, with the latter statement shown with a short leer of dis-contempt before fading into a smile of comfort. "If you feel you fit the bill, please have you or a friend who thinks your eligible to respond to this video with a text to my designated number." She explained pointing to the camera attached to her phone.

"I will be evicted in a week's time. So If no one has peaked my humility by then, I will offer it to the Kusanagi & Haller home." She said with lamentation, gripping her arm around the bear's with a bead of sweat. "Though, I hope it doesn't come to that, I would like to know who the innocent are here, god know's I don't want anyone to be preyed on who don't deserve it." Mukuro explained with her eyes closing as she shut off the phone camera.

Mukuro somewhat regretted rambling on about her distrust, but she felt it would be forgotten as opposed to what she was offering. She stood up and lay against her bed, picking up her phone and staring down the stuffed brown toy. "Well big guy, I hope we find a nice big hearted person to pair you up with." She smiled, letting out a small snicker and blush, holding the phone to her chest and hoping her message would go to the right recipients.

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"Mm, I think we're fresh out of the Peter Pan types; goodness knows the psychologists have a more clinical term for it. Your generosity is appreciated, of course. The K&H children ought to be pleased.

Now, when you say 'innocent', do you mean that properly or...colloquially?"

Mukuro's gaze became flat at the text replied. "To put it simply, I am looking for an down syndrome or developmentally challenged; therefore the latter seems more approprite." She explained plinking the text out with a sigh.

The closest Ted knew of that kind would be Bracken, who had a unique upbringing to the point of solid illusion. Even then, he doesn't know whether to regard that as mental stunting or overwrought simplicity. Still, that did raise an interesting point via the selection of Genessia. Ted looked thoughtful.

"Hmm...you know, as fond as this world is of choosing those with spiritual defects, I've never yet met someone with a definitive mental defect. Have you met any like that?"

"Well I have once or twice, war survivors with their head's litterally stuck in the ground like ostriches, some children back in the orphange, but I don't know who I can trust here which was the main reason this was done." Mukuro shrugged sending back the text as she leaned back in bed.

"Goodness, that sounds awful." And, he had to admit, slightly comic. Someone with their head actually in the sand?

"Trust, eh? Not to indulge in any armchair psychology of my own, but you come from a rough school, I take it?"

"Define 'School', the high school with a meglomaniac sister bribing and brainwashing the student council and staff to bend to her twisted will, or the class of roughians who adopted a 5th grader into a proxy war for the sake of having a 'Decent Life', because yeah I think that fits the bill."

"Eheh...more of a...abstract term. Goodness, you don't look like you're jesting, either. Is that...something you'd like to get off your chest?"

"no." Mukuro typed back, having just settled into Chiaki's home and finishing her donation, she was exhausted, and had no reason to continue the conversation. She didn't even bother to captilze the n.

[Ted developed a sixth sense for when people were no longer interested in chatting. A tragedy, but what can you do? He nods and bids good...whatever time it was, expressing his wish that the bear finds a good home.]

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