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genessia2017-09-22 01:39 pm
mortal_son) wrote in genessia2017-09-22 01:39 pm
009 | disconnect and self-destruct -
(( OOC: Please read the warning post for this plot before tagging. ))
(( ooc: ... okay have you read that? cool. thanks. ))
[ TEXT ][ Forward dated: Saturday night ]
[ Private Message to Ace: ] find a good home for Princess. thanks.
[ Private Message to Mitsuru: ] Take care of Aki.
[ Handwritten Note to Akihiko: ] [ The note for Akihiko is left by the giant friggin thing of protein powder he leaves on the kitchen counter. There's a prescription pill bottle with two capsules left, set alongside the note. There's also all the cash Shinjiro earned from his grocer job and the dog bounty. There are small water stains on parts of the note. ]
I'm sorry.
I know you can wish yourself back, but I'm not going to. The only thing I want to get rid of, I can't get rid of, and it will just kill me again. Or somebody else, again.
This isn't your fault. This was always going to happen. This isn't your fault.
Goodbye.
[ ACTION ][ Same forward date ]
[ Hello, Attleton Guardians. It's 11:17 PM. Someone has gone through a certain portal to the TV World. ]
[ VIDEO ][ Forward date: 12:00 AM Sunday morning ]
[ A grainy image flickers over the network.
There's a Shinjiro in the frame. A younger Shinjiro - shorter, scrawnier, perhaps about 15 years old. He's wearing an orange jumpsuit, like a convict. He's also filthy, as if he had been crawling through dirt and mud.
He seems to be hiding somewhere, crouched down, dimly lit.
The camera shows his gold eyes, and he appears to be looking around, furtively. ]
I did it - I think I'm in the clear.
It took me forever to get out, but you gotta be extra motivated when you've got a deadline?
And boy, was I motivated.
You gotta be motivated when it's your fucking execution!
[ Laughs, sounding nervous and afraid. ]
Didn't deserve it. But. Nobody listened to me, did they? Nope. Nope. Nada. And so they've got me on the hook for somethin, blowin it all outta whack, and -
[ Laughs again. This time, more cocky and filled with bravado. ]
Well. They called me a damn monster.
So I'm gonna be a monster.
I'll be just what everyone's afraid of.
[ Stands up, points at the camera. Reveals he had an axe, propped up against the wall, out of the frame before. He holds it now, menacingly. ]
So, listen up, Genessia.
That asshole killin werewolves, they've been caught, right? Well -
[ Chopping motion with the axe ]
- won't have to track 'em down, then. They're dead.
Same goes for that shithead who set off all those bombs.
The crazy person whackin off people with high scores? Schkt. Dead.
The bastard targetin whoever's wearin fur? Maybe I'll skin 'em. We'll see!
That necromancer could be dead body parts for somebody else to play with.
Someone was spearin up people in Genessia City - I can kinda spear people with my axe. They'd be against a wall, anyway.
Oh, I haven't forgotten 'bout the fucker stealin hearts. I can take his. Chop chop chop!
Easy.
[ His smile is a bit unhinged, now. ]
But why stop there?
I'll go back home - visit Takaya. Fuck him up, good, maybe change how shit goes down. See if he ever hurts anyone ever again.
I haven't forgotten about that shithead Ikutsuki. I'll get back right when we left, right? So one good chop - HA - and nobody's gotta die.
[ Leans in close, with the axe near his face, to the 'camera'. ]
I did my time. But. You gonna treat me like a monster, even now?
You're gonna get one.
(( ooc: ... okay have you read that? cool. thanks. ))
[ TEXT ][ Forward dated: Saturday night ]
[ Private Message to Ace: ] find a good home for Princess. thanks.
[ Private Message to Mitsuru: ] Take care of Aki.
[ Handwritten Note to Akihiko: ] [ The note for Akihiko is left by the giant friggin thing of protein powder he leaves on the kitchen counter. There's a prescription pill bottle with two capsules left, set alongside the note. There's also all the cash Shinjiro earned from his grocer job and the dog bounty. There are small water stains on parts of the note. ]
I'm sorry.
I know you can wish yourself back, but I'm not going to. The only thing I want to get rid of, I can't get rid of, and it will just kill me again. Or somebody else, again.
This isn't your fault. This was always going to happen. This isn't your fault.
Goodbye.
[ ACTION ][ Same forward date ]
[ Hello, Attleton Guardians. It's 11:17 PM. Someone has gone through a certain portal to the TV World. ]
[ VIDEO ][ Forward date: 12:00 AM Sunday morning ]
[ A grainy image flickers over the network.
There's a Shinjiro in the frame. A younger Shinjiro - shorter, scrawnier, perhaps about 15 years old. He's wearing an orange jumpsuit, like a convict. He's also filthy, as if he had been crawling through dirt and mud.
He seems to be hiding somewhere, crouched down, dimly lit.
The camera shows his gold eyes, and he appears to be looking around, furtively. ]
I did it - I think I'm in the clear.
It took me forever to get out, but you gotta be extra motivated when you've got a deadline?
And boy, was I motivated.
You gotta be motivated when it's your fucking execution!
[ Laughs, sounding nervous and afraid. ]
Didn't deserve it. But. Nobody listened to me, did they? Nope. Nope. Nada. And so they've got me on the hook for somethin, blowin it all outta whack, and -
[ Laughs again. This time, more cocky and filled with bravado. ]
Well. They called me a damn monster.
So I'm gonna be a monster.
I'll be just what everyone's afraid of.
[ Stands up, points at the camera. Reveals he had an axe, propped up against the wall, out of the frame before. He holds it now, menacingly. ]
So, listen up, Genessia.
That asshole killin werewolves, they've been caught, right? Well -
[ Chopping motion with the axe ]
- won't have to track 'em down, then. They're dead.
Same goes for that shithead who set off all those bombs.
The crazy person whackin off people with high scores? Schkt. Dead.
The bastard targetin whoever's wearin fur? Maybe I'll skin 'em. We'll see!
That necromancer could be dead body parts for somebody else to play with.
Someone was spearin up people in Genessia City - I can kinda spear people with my axe. They'd be against a wall, anyway.
Oh, I haven't forgotten 'bout the fucker stealin hearts. I can take his. Chop chop chop!
Easy.
[ His smile is a bit unhinged, now. ]
But why stop there?
I'll go back home - visit Takaya. Fuck him up, good, maybe change how shit goes down. See if he ever hurts anyone ever again.
I haven't forgotten about that shithead Ikutsuki. I'll get back right when we left, right? So one good chop - HA - and nobody's gotta die.
[ Leans in close, with the axe near his face, to the 'camera'. ]
I did my time. But. You gonna treat me like a monster, even now?
You're gonna get one.