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Characters: Mondo Oowada and yoooou
Setting: All around the tower
Format: Starting with action, but I can match
Summary: Trying to be a good guy and help everyone live through the event
Warnings: Possible violence/death/etc for the 18th-19th and 20th-22nd options

October 10th - 17th

[All around the tower, no matter where he is, Mondo (in a werewolf costume) will be more than happy to give away the contents of his bucket, or to kill some monsters if he doesn't have enough candy, to fill the buckets of others. Anyone. The first priority is Chihiro, but once that's out of the way, he doesn't care who it is, he's going to help them, he can't let them die. Not when he's the one who was executed for murder, if anyone should die, it's him. Not that he wants to, but that doesn't change the priority level.

Well, he might not bother helping people who look like they can handle themselves more than easily. But anyone he knows, and anyone who small, weak, or average looking...will definitely get his bucket thrust in their face with the offer to take as much as they need.]

October 18th-19th

[Mondo knew he would die, but...he hadn't been expecting this result at all. When he wakes up on the 18th, suddenly he's become a werewolf, snout, fur, teeth, claws and all. Well, there is some fur missing. And then there's that small urge, like a tick in the back of his mind, to use those teeth and claws. The carnivorous instinct is small enough at first that he can control himself, but even so, it takes a great amount of effort. And besides that, he knows the way he looks would scare too many people.

So, for these days, anyone looking for candy might find a pile of it suddenly behind them. He'll try to push it forward while their backs are turned so he can run away unnoticed and therefore able to control himself, but...]

October 20th-22nd

[For the most part, as his control over himself diminishes, Mondo will be locking himself up in his room - or floors no one should want to be on if his roommates are around.

The plan is to seclude himself, but, that might not be so easy. He'll bare his teeth at anyone who approaches him, but to keep him engaged past that might be dangerous.]

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[His full force wasn't enough, huh. Maybe he deserves this if he wasn't good enough to stop it.

He stares at those yellowed teeth, wondering just how sharp they are, before moving his gaze to Mondo's eyes. He has to still be in there, somewhere.]

Please... Oowada-kun!!

[Not since the trial has he felt so pathetically desperate. But it's funny; he's less afraid of his own death than of what might happen to Mondo afterwards.]

[He stops for a moment, clenching his teeth together as he returns Ishimaru's gaze. It's faint, but even so, briefly, he grimaces as if in pain. What little of himself he can muster knows an apology isn't nearly enough, but he hopes his brother can catch the silent apology - but not to take it as a plea for forgiveness.]

[He's never been any good at reading people. But the hesitation is enough to give him the faintest hope...

Just enough hope to twist itself into a crushing despair when he realizes that he can still feel Mondo's claws digging into his flesh as relentlessly as before. He's not going to stop after all, and Ishimaru finally gets that.

All that comes out when he tries to speak is gross sobbing. He brings his hands up to the one around his throat instead, giving it a squeeze.

I don't blame you.]

[Slowly at first, his fingers begin to curl, biting deeper. He swallows hard and grinds his teeth, still trying to fight it. But he can still smell blood, even more so now, if only it would go away, there might be some hope, at least. But as he realises that fact, it only furthers the animal instincts taking over him.

But it's not the blood itself he craves, it's the kill. Though he can feel his fingers crushing and cutting into Ishimaru's throat, and it would result in his death...that wouldn't be satisfying at all. Part of him wishes it could be, to spare his friend in some small way, but it isn't.

Suddenly, his jaws open as he leans forward, clamping down on Ishimaru's neck. His teeth sink in - for what to his rational mind feels like an eternity, but in reality is nothing more than a split second - and he jerks his head back up, tearing it apart.]

[What's meant to be a scream is only a gargling instead, blood bubbling from his mouth and the gaping wound in his neck. But it only hurts for a few seconds - either the pain's so intense that his mind can't even fully process it, or else the blood loss is enough that he actually can't feel anything anymore. His hands fall away from Mondo's, twitching a few times before going limp entirely with the rest of his body.

Even after his heart stops, some shred of consciousness lingers while the brain clings to the last bit of oxygen available. His last thought before it fades is only that he's sorry.]

[For a few moments after Ishimaru stops moving, he feels great satisfaction. And, having satisfied that urge, the bloody instinct begins to fade.

Yes, for a short while it's a great feeling, and his first thought is to apologise to Ishimaru and tell him it's alright now, he's managed to get ahold of himself. But that's exactly when what's just happened fully sinks in. He pulls away, staring in horror at Ishimaru's body, his mangled throat, the blood on his own hands, even on his chest - and as he realises where it's dripping down from, suddenly it hits him, he can taste it.]

Sh-shit...!! H-hey, Ishimaru...!

[Mondo grabs him by the shoulders and shakes him desperately. As he bites down on his lip, at least the lingering taste in his mouth is replaced with his own blood. It might be just the same, but not to him at this moment. It's entirely different.]

...Brother-!

[He attempts to fight back tears, but it doesn't take long for him to fail. He killed his older brother, murdered Fujisaki, and now, slaughtered Ishimaru. Even after swearing to both Ishimaru and Chihiro he wasn't going to kill anyone, and telling them it was stupid to even have to swear, because of course he would never do that. All he did was hurt the ones he most cared about and looked up to. Ishimaru and Chihiro forgave him so easily, but really, he wasn't deserving of any forgiveness, he would only end up repeating the same actions, always. Recently he had come to accept everything he had done and tried to improve himself, but now he realised that was impossible. He's weak.]

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Even the happy things are depressing, thanks DR...

sometimes they're depressing because they're happy...

That's ALWAYS the reason.

WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY

The fate of every dingle romper.

sobs violently