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[screwreality]

[Today is a terrible day! You do not know why it's a terrible day, but it is. Everything's ominous and you've probably walked into ten tables and door frames and couldn't find your favorite coat and perhaps even got robbed by a hobo. Either way, your luck is terrible! Enjoy it! Or not. Because it'll get worse.

Meanwhile in Michi's residence, a corpse has disappeared. Corpses do not usually get up and wander away. This one did and is found standing in the middle of the street staring at nothing. It is almost as terrible as your day is, and you simultaneously run away and get closer.

Both of these are terrible ideas, but there is no correlation between them whatsoever. You're silly to think that way! Go enjoy your terrible day! However you wish to.



But no really, to anyone who comes over there is nothing but terrible here. And up to three bingo squares. Have fun guys.]

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[leviathaned]

[Sei's life has been too easy lately. Which is why he was actually just flopped on a nearby roof soaking up rare London sunlight.

and then something dragged across his senses like nails on a motherfucking chalkboard, and he had to get up to see what it was.

None of the rest of his day has been bad because what he's finding accounts for all the bad luck he needs.]

...Ah.

[He wants to leave but he knows he cant. God fucking dammit.]

[inblood]

[Well, Touya's been having himself a rather awful day, judging by his appearance alone. It's a good thing he's used to roughing it or all the mud on his clothes would probably bother him. Today kind of really sucks but...so far, he's had worse. Much worse.

He has a few injuries too, but nothing serious, and nothing he wasn't able to patch up. He might not be able to use magic on himself, but he knows plenty of first aid.]

Ah...hey, Sei.

[leviathaned]

Touya.

[He told Merrill, but he had no idea how to explain to Touya or Marge so he hadn't, not yet, and right now...

His voices resonates, a low vibratto with the very fabric of the world and it is an ominous warning. Nothing about him is human right now. Kumagawa's Minus is making the seal hard to maintain. He has to concentrate on it, and right now...

it's wavering.]

You should probably get home. I don't...think it's safe out here.

[inblood]

[He can hear that. Every bit of it. It throws him for a moment; it's an unfamiliar sound, and one he can't quite comprehend the meaning of. Of course, Audi's been mentioning something similar to him for days - but now he can hear it so loudly and clearly he thinks it must be audible to normal ears, too. A vibration coming from everywhere at once, a vibration that cries danger. He's heard a much quieter rumble of distant danger all day, but nowhere as strongly as now.]

You...something happened to you. Or is happening. I can hear it.

[He fiddles with that ring on his finger, a ring he's never, ever been without. The distant sound of danger all day has been making him antsy and worried about his own seal. As long as he has the ring, though, he should be fine, but hearing you just now has made him concerned. Whatever is going on...if it's powerful enough to damage souls, then the seal his parents gave their lives to create might not hold.]

I...I've heard something all day, something bad. I can't tell what though. If...if it isn't safe, then I want to help. Even if I can only heal, that's...something, right? [As long as his seal holds, he can heal. If it breaks? He...doesn't want to think about it. About attacking the people here. About enjoying attacking the people here.]

[leviathaned]

...It's not that something's new. It's that I can't hide it...[He sighs, a long sound that feels the seems relax, and tighten.]

You don't need to worry about that. [And suddenly it's singsong, lyrical, music that reaches inside your soul and holds and binds. Sei's not human, that's suddenly very clear.

he never was.]

I can't explain it now. I think I know what's happening...that sound you hear is the world creaking. I'll see what I can do, but stay somewhere safe.

[inblood]

Audi...heard something days ago. Her ears are better than mine. Is it the same thi-- [His arms move to grasp at his chest as Audi suddenly appears very close to him. Both of them felt that. It was so loud it touched their soul, and it almost hurt physically too. Audi could hear it all the way from the Elsewhere and feel it through Touya. He feels like he can't breathe. Audi stands in front of him protectively.

More importantly, he feels Bouffallant stirring. He hears a ringing from his seal as the souls sacrificed to make it are affected too. That, more than anything else, scares him and snatches the breathe from his lungs. The seal is in danger.]

I-I...I... I-I can't... [Words. He has to say something, but he can't form words. He can barely think at all. He suddenly finds himself on his hands and knees without remembering having fallen. His breathing is too shallow still, or too deep. He can't figure out which, but nothing sounds or feels right anymore.]

[screwreality]

[On his hands and knees and reality is always warping and entirely disgusting to be around and a shoe rests on his back.

Oh god the source of that feeling is right there and where the fuck did he come from-- Sei gets a smile and a half-assed salute of a wave. The kid he's standing on gets loomed over.]

Who's your friend?

[hairpine]

[She is not exactly the most keen on corpses, but there are always exceptions. That is not to say she didn't feel the urge to vomit terribly once she saw him dead the first time, just that she sucked it up and had him carried to the guest bedroom anyway.

And sucked it up farther and ate her food in there some nights. Not really the best for her nutritionally, because for some reason eating in the same room as someone's dead body made her lose her appetite quicker, but -- well. It was better than the alternatives. What if he'd gotten lonely, in there by himself?

Nothing, because he was dead, but no one said she was a logical thinker.

But then he up and disappears after a bit, so of course her first thought is to get dressed and go out looking for him. Not very difficult.]

-- Good morning!

[screwreality]

[He doesn't even look at her arrival, not until she speaks, and he glances over with the most blank expression ever. Michi was introduced to it a while ago, albeit its weaker counterpart, so at least it's less of a jarring change.]

Thank you.

[An odd response considering her greeting, but it at least means that forcing herself to sit with him wasn't just her sitting 'alone'.]

[hairpine]

[She is, again, taken aback slightly -- less jarring isn't "not jarring at all," after all -- but calms down after hearing his response, shoulders relaxing. Smiling sheepishly -]

Have you eaten, Kumagawa? You could have stayed to have breakfast with me!

[screwreality]

No. I've been busy.

[It's a good thing Michi came from her house, because the opposite direction is filled with Victorians with white hair and screws through their hearts all trying to kill themselves.

'Busy' is a word.]

[hairpine]

[She knows there's no point in asking if he's being honest. With that tone of voice it's obvious, so she doesn't bother.]

Ah, I see -- but, are you busy now? We still have breakfast available! You must eat something!

[screwreality]

[At least he's easily translated now? But he glances away from her right after she finishes. Food is for mortals, hiss.]

No. I need to finish.

[virinosa]

[the problem with being not fully human means, when something like this comes alone, it's actually worse. Half of Liam can absorb it, take it, be fine with it.

The other half can't. The combination of these two things means he's laying in the street, staring at the sky and shadows are bleeding from his eyes oh my god which probably means he's crying.

He's only wearing a human skin now, but if Zeph's any indication, Old Ones aren't immune to feelings.]


...Ah, how useless of me.

[screwreality]

[Useless useless useless - and while he's moping and sobbing shadow tears, another shadow looms over him. It's a short little stick of a teenager, but the presence could rival an Old One.

He tilts his head to one side, ever slightly, and smiles. It's broken and nightmarish and it's making the half of him that's still human want to kill itself so it never has to look at this thing ever again.]

Now, Liam. What's wrong with you now?

[virinosa]

Don't you already know?

[He doesn't sound upset at all. This is what he wanted, so he can't complain in the slightest.]

I was just realizing, I'm ☆ to~tally worthless ☆, aren't I?

[...Apparently being an old one means you can pronounce stars. Or maybe that's just kumagawa's fault.]

[screwreality]

Hah... You're an idiot.

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Does it hurt?

[virinosa]

No. [He sounds honestly a little surprised.] I thought it would but it doesn't.

...It's not going to be enough, with just the english. It's not going to be enough with just the world. We're going to lose...I'm going to lose.

[He finally sits up and the eyeshadows skitter off as little spiders.] ...Hahaha, I kind of hate them for that.

[screwreality]

[He gets a dim little smile, and it's a perfect wry understanding that Liam thought he'd never see on anyone. Somewhere behind the constant screaming to run away and kill yourself, it's utterly comfortable.

Ignore the fact he's holding a screw from nowhere.] Of course we are. But that's fine. It means we have no fears. No restrictions. Why hold ourselves back if there's no hope?

[tacticaldisaster]

[O...kay. She's new here, but this guy is unnerving Robin extremely. This is A Big Deal, seeing as she is from Fire Emblem/the land of RNG hate.

So clearly the RNG is a spiteful god no matter where you go, because she's going to get closer to investigate. At least she's armed - not that the person she's dealing with will think her book is anything other than a book, of course...hopefully. He doesn't look like a fighter.]

Ah, hello? You all right there?

[screwreality]

[First, there's the very distinct feeling that she shouldn't have said anything. A very natural, very understandable instinct. Then it grows to nausea as something about the figure comes closer. He's missing an arm. It is missing an arm. Then there's the realization it's missing an eye and covered and blood and that feeling in the air is like acid, corroding your spirit as well as the world, and it's enough to make you want to vomit your soul out just by looking at it.

The monster grins, and it's like a crack in the universe where you can see straight into the eyes of the Old Ones. And every thought shuts down and screams in unison wrong wrong wrong disgusting repulsive run away run run runrunrunrun but your legs are frozen and it's still smiling.]

Hm? And what's wrong with you? It's been years since someone's greeted me first.

[tacticaldisaster]

[Now. You see. If Robin were a normal human being, she'd have vomited out her soul right now, as expected.

She is not a normal human being, if that mark on her right hand is any indication. I mean, she's human, but she's not exactly normal. When you're in Fire Emblem, your life is suffering. When you're a protag, your life is even more suffering. That said, she is pretty close to throwing up her soul anyway because THIS IS WRONG.]

Gghhhhhhhhhh---!

[SANITY ROLL -> FAILED
RNG -> SPITEFUL GOD

Robin is now shaking in sheer terror.]

[screwreality]

[It's already that terrible from far away, imagine what it's like when it's suddenly right there- Invading her personal space by millimeters and you know how eyes are the windows to the soul? The missing eye is not the scary one.

Poor Robin. The color purple now requires a trigger warning for the next few months.]

Is something wrong...? You look a bit pale, miss. Do you need any help?

[tacticaldisaster]

[And it's especially fun that purple is her theme color! THE NEXT FEW MONTHS ARE GOING TO BE HELL.


That being said - THORON TO THE FACE. Lightning magic is pretty painful, isn't it?]

G...GET AWAY FROM ME!

[screwreality]

[It should be dead.

it should be dead it should be dead it should be dead it should be dead why isn't it dead why isn't it dead why isn't it dead please die please die please die please die please die STAY DEAD STAY DEAD STAY DEAD STAY DEAD

Her book is gone and her world is spinning and if she looks down there's a screw through her heart with a flathead gash at the top. See above threads for an accurate description of how shitty her life just got.

And her last glimpse is knowing the thing she tried to attack is still standing.]