012 | ❝Somebody help me through this nightmare (I can't control myself)...❞

[pitiedthefool]

Characters: Corrupted Izanagi!Yu and YOU~
Setting: October 22nd through the 31st.
Format: Action, but I'll match you.
Summary: "I HATE THIS HELLTOWER."
Warnings: Death, necromancy, gore, and all this lovely stuff...

October 21st (locked to Commander Shepard and possibly a sleepy Nanako)...

Yu had done his best to gather the materials necessary, to meet the quota and stop his costume from crushing him like it had for so many already. He truly did place the effort in it, yet in his frantic search and how much his head was throbbing from Izanagi's voice screaming at him to save everyone he could from the fate others had fallen victim to...

It was an order neither of them could follow. Not even for themselves.

So before it would inevitably crush him, he quietly placed what was left of his own (not enough.... it wasn't enough...) into Nanako's pumpkin. As long as he could do it, he would keep his promise to Dojima-san.... to his uncle. Lightly brushing the bangs from her face before turning around, he turned to the other person in the room he trusted... even if vaguely and mostly due to the word of a certain Geth.

"...I only have an hour left. After that, there's no telling what she'll cause to happen..." He hesitated, before looking to the commander a friend trusted and idolized. "Before that happens, I need to tell you something."

I'm sorry, Nanako...

Soon after he left Room 3-15, he is killed. On the plus side, he's no longer affected by Lelouch's absolute order! ...Oh wait, that could potentially be a bad... thing...

October 22nd (Room 2-02)...

He awakened as usual for when someone died in this place. He could breathe fine, nothing seemed out of the ordinary as he waited for the paralysis to wear off...

That's when he noticed his face was no longer his. The mask was permanently attached to his face. He tried to rip it off, but that soon became less of an issue compared to what was in his chest. He knew the blade well; he'd been using it as a sort of walking stick and to fight with when he could not reach something with the bus stop sign. Yu gasped, realizing he was still... and his feet...

What had this done to him... and why did he want to-

October 22nd - 28th...

He ran from the room, not daunted at all by the blades in his feet... he didn't know if it was actual running or if he was beginning to glide. Yu didn't care. He just wanted to be away from everyone, from this insatiable desire... he didn't want to kill. He'd continue running until someone stopped him or he reached the meadow and fell to his knees, the naginata still sheathed in his chest like a certain Shadow-Persona he recalled helping another tame... how he remembered his Magatsu Izanagi stabbing his Izanagi.

No... I can't. I won't-!

He held his head in his clawed hands for a brief moment before screaming. He couldn't... he wouldn't kill to satisfy this need-!

But he wanted to...

He's scared of himself, of how Thanatos warned him... yet he couldn't stop it from happening in a far-too-literal sense.

October 29th - 31st...

He's no longer hiding from the others. In fact, he's wandering freely as the others scatter and try to either keep themselves alive or have already succumbed. Yellow eyes stare at each and every one of them, and on the surface, he's given in... but internally, there is but one small voice still crying out as he's forced to watch.

Don't come near me...
Don't come closer...
I can't control myself...
Save yourselves...
Kill me...

[ooc: Yu is fighting to keep himself from succumbing to what the tower wishes, and due to his strong will, he'll only last for a the majority of the week with only a couple minor slip ups. But starting around the 27th/28th, it's going to get harder. if you want your character to live and not be turned into a puppet for the rest of the day, your best chance is the 22nd through the 26th.

Feel free to run into him anywhere!]

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25th

[doublechecks]

...Greetings.

[They crossed path during this month at last; but judging from the state of attire Yu's sporting right now, even Lelouch could tell that the male's definitely in a worse state right now, compared to Lelouch's harried look from having to deal with Suzaku's Geass leading to Nunnally's death and all.

Regardless, he's going to play it cool with the poker face of his.]

[kotodo]

[Heheh... It was about time he ran into a certain someone. Though Yu does little to turn around to face him. After all, he knew what looking into his eye meant. It was hard enough... fighting it off on his own. but to have be under the influence of Geass again as well would be...

No. He won't think about it. Even if he could smile, he wouldn't. Though the echoing chuckle comes at a small price.]

It has been quite some time... Lelouch vi Britannia.

[Funny, it was almost like Izanagi's voice, too... aside from the slight hint of insanity.]

[doublechecks]

Izanagi.

[And yet, different. He knew of the god from the time he's spend in the other's head, and it is pretty clear that they were in the process of succumbing to the urges.

...He took a voluntary step backward, one can't help but be prepared when it comes to dealing with these kind of things.]

A... pleasure seeing you again.

[risingshepard]

[The woman that was in the same room, garbed in her N7 armor, watched him quietly from her seat. It wasn't until he put the candy in Nanako's pumpkin that she spoke up.]

...Watching out for your sister?

[By this point, it was fairly obvious that he was the 'brother' Nanako was talking about... It wasn't every day that you'd see someone risking their own safety for another, but she knew--no, understood that he was watching out for family. She knew the feeling, especially since she'd made a giant one out of her own crew, twice over...

...Even if she'd failed to protect one of her own.]

[pitiedthefool]

...Yes.

[It's quiet, barely over a whisper as he lightly brushes the girl's bangs from her eyes. The little voice that had kept him from doing the unthinkable time and time again, someone he understood so much better than he'd care to admit with their similar parent problems.

He gave her most of it, though he'd held onto only one. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, but he didn't mind. He knew he wouldn't survive it,and so long as she was safe... it's all that mattered; that she and his team were safe.]

Sorry to just walk in. I'm... usually a lot more polite, but I'm on borrowed time.

[It's easy to see even through the mask: He is silently terrified, but not for himself.]

[risingshepard]

[That earned a shake of the head. She has no reason to be upset at all, considering how much trouble he must have put up with over the last few months.] It's no bother at all.

...Though I'm guessing she's not the only one you were worried about.

[Empathic or not...she can see his fear for the others' safety in his eyes. She'd carried it too, the day she went on what would have been her last mission, only for everyone to come out alive.

If there was anything she could show more than anything else, it's her familiarity with these sorts of issues.]

22nd, floor 7 (would he try hiding in the locker rooms too?)

[warriorscribe]

A glowing being was trembling, curled up on the floor in one of the locker rooms, fingers buried in his hair. He was so hungry, but he was scared. The urge to kill certain people was so strong... He didn't dare move. This wasn't him, this wasn't him, this wasn't him!

short answer: yes

[kotodo]

There was the soft click of metal against the floor soon, the strange breathing of something that had to do so through a mask. There was no face, no lips in which to move so that he could speak. Yet he did.

"Not me... I won't..."

It was soon accompanied by the sound of an elbow hitting against a locker, as though he walked and walked and walked without stopping. He gripped his head with clawed hands once more, ignoring the blade in his chest. Don't look down don't look down don't look down...

"Don't want... kill..."

[warriorscribe]

Enoch heard the metal something approach, heard it speak. Voice the same thoughts he had. An arm moved aside enough for him to peek past it.

Maybe it was foolish to speak, with someone else under these murderous urges. But Enoch simply felt too strongly. His voice was as feeble as he felt. "Don't give up..."

[Later that month, the 31st] Day of the Broken God

[risingshepard]

She's not sure just how much of her clips she wasted over the course of the last week, nor is she sure of what else she was going to do now that the monsters weren't giving out candy anymore--and she wasn't about to fight others just to get some for Nanako. It was a mess, through and through.

But that didn't give her duress--no, that wasn't the problem. The real issue she was bothered with was the boy not too far ahead of her on the 20th floor, made into a walking horror. She couldn't help but compare his state to the Husks that'd been a constant threat throughout the search in the Reaper derelict, on Horizon, and at the Collector Base she'd turned into a smoldering wreck. This whole thing made her sick to her stomach, but she couldn't afford to let that get to her--not when this needed to be put to rest, now.

It's a damn good thing she brought out all of her gear just for the occasion.

A shot is fired at the boy in an attempt to get his attention.

see keywords

[pitiedthefool]

Hopefully not too many; they don't seem to be too keen on giving any extras, and she would be needing a few to survive later battles. By the way... he noticed you, there.

Thou wouldst waste a shot even though thou ist in limited supply?

It was obvious by his tone: even if he could be amused, it was merely a shadow of the one who gave everything he had left to save his only present blood-relative. Not only that, but a shadow of his god as well.

Glowing yellow eyes focused on the commander as it turned in midair. How many he killed with the blade was far less than the power his Shadow held, and boy had they been missing out when the fog overtook all levels of this shithole. Magatsu Izanagi seemed to chuckle, if only as a formality. Though how was that possible with a blade going clear through his chest cavity? Psh, details~

Though, perhaps it was a bad sign that he was not pulling the blade out...

Shouldn't it be more 'Shepard pls' than 'Adachi pls', in this case? 8|

[risingshepard]

...Hah. Look at me. I throw the wrench into Harbinger's and the Illusive Man's plans and next thing I know, I'm either about to get myself killed by, or about to mercy kill a poor kid who's just been turned into an utter monster against his will. Where the hell has my life gone over the last decade?

Sad, how things turn out...but I guess that's just another secret I'm going to have to keep for everyone else's sake.

She doesn't even turn away even as those yellow eyes seem to bore into her soul, her aim steadfast and true. She's already faced the horrors of the abominations the Reapers made out of her people. This mangled mess the tower left Yu in was no worse than the likes of the Human Reaper, or those mutated corpses of her fellow man with well-exposed, gray 'innards' she and her group would call 'husks', or even those bloated, seemingly heaped together nightmares that had taken to obliterating her shields so much. It only takes her a split second to set aside the Phalanx and bring out the Revenant.

"If it means putting a stop to you as you are, then I'll waste whatever's left."

[27th] This is what Best Friends do.

[sacred_flamer]

Luke had a feeling this would happen, since the beginning of the week. He knew there was no way he was going to win this one; even if what people were saying was true about the crazed God, how insane it was trying to hold itself back, he knew he wouldn't stand a chance.

That was why, that afternoon, he found Saber and gave her his candy bucket.

He walked through the halls, one hand kept firmly on his helmet so it wouldn't squeeze itself back onto his head, the other gripping his sword tightly. Luke had to try... that was all he could think of. Even though he knew he was outclassed by the combination of Yu and his personal head god at once, he had to try to stop him. That's what best friends did for each other, right? That's... what he would do for Guy, in the same situation. He was fairly confident of that.

Luke stopped when he finally caught sight of him, trying to keep his expression grim, and not give into the gut wrenching sobbing he wanted to do. Dammit... he was never going to forgive Ruana for this.

"Yu. Izanagi."

...he was amazed his voice didn't break as he called out to them.

Replibro... whhhhhhy...

[kotodo]

It had been harder and harder to resist the urge to kill, and even more so when his sanity had begun to slip. Kill... Kill... to give life-? No, that was even crazier than what had once seemed to have been Namatame's reason for the kidnappings at first glance.

Yet he wanted to... he craved it...

No, this wasn't him. It was what the tower was doing to him, just like it had been that time-

Kill...

'I've killed before... what's stopping me now...? I could give them-'

'No.'

He was laughing under his breath as he placed a hand on the trunk of a tree in the meadow floor, not far from where he had been when he had faced his Shadow. Faced his god.

No, he was- no... Everything was wrong... He didn't know what to think, what to say... if anyone told him, he would likely not pay attention, either. Yet still he...

'That voice...'

Ye blinked once, the red spreading from where the naginata was still sheathed seemed even brighter than it had before. Yet this voice, the one that had helped call him out the last time... Ha... How ironic that it would be here again he would be found by this friend of his. One who was doomed to suffer if his guess was correct.

Gold eyes began to glow when he turned in the air, not even truly touching the ground anymore.

"Thou should not have come... Luke..."

He just wanted to be alone, wanted to be away from others so he wouldn't hurt them... Why did people he care about keep coming?

Because, bro... because...

[sacred_flamer]

"Yeah, well..."

Luke trailed off, working his neck back and forth. He could already feel his costume getting really tight; he gave it about a half hour before it got too tight for him to be able to fight properly. That was fine; he wasn't giving himself that much time against a god anyway. Still, he forced himself to breathe, as passing out right now wasn't going to do him any good.

"I figured if I was going to end up dying anyway, it would be helping out my friend," he finished after a moment. "'Cause the least I can do is try to stop you. And if you regret this later, the least I can do then is punch you."

He paused, glancing at the meadow floor around him. Funny... he usually equated the outcropping of selenia flowers with Tear, and this place with Yu. It seemed that both of the people that had a massive influence on his life had something to do with pretty fields of flowers and other naturey stuff. Funny the things you realize when you're about to die...

After a moment he raised his mask to his face, snapping it back into place so it wouldn't snap on on its own during the fight. He lifted his broken sword then, settling into a ready stance.

"C'mon, Yu!" he shouted. "I'm not going to go easy on you!"

26th or something ARBITARY DATE BETWEEN THE 22ND AND THE 28TH

[morituramfides]

You seem tense.

[He stood behind Yu in the meadow, the nonchalant tone almost disturbing when you thought about who was saying it. He was no physical therapist sure, but he was still a doctor. It was easy to tell.

His mind was already racing past his typical aches to think about Yu's transformation. He'd recognized the form of course, but could he really have become a Persona in the truest sense...?

He wanted to know how it worked.

But for now he just watched, adjusting his glasses, and watching Yu writhe.]

[capax_infiniti]

[He's finally finished cleaning things up in the maze. There should be no indication of what had happened there... the only hint a small piece of jewelry clenched in one gloved hand. Perhaps dropped or discarded or left behind... it's most likely of some significance. He'll investigate that later. For now...

... he's definitely not expecting to see Yu, although it's impossible to tell just who is there due to the mask covering the young man's face or the horrific costume he wore. Then again, there are a fair number of people in costumes - though that number has been greatly weeded out as time has gone by.

He gives a polite nod as he attempts to pass by. He has no wish to be caught up in this costume business, regardless of whoever is behind the mask.]

[pitiedthefool]

[That was to say, if the mask was not his face.

He stiffened only a brief second as he sensed the presence nearby, yet he did not falter in his footsteps as they neared one another. No rush. After all, he was already gone and mostly of his own volition. Soon enough, the killing would likely begin anew... yet he seemed to be surrounded by a chilly sense of calm.]

...Xehanort. [Well, so much for the attempt.] It hast been quite some time.

[Since just before that geass incident, if he recalled correctly.]

[capax_infiniti]

[He's not sure about the language, the translation makes it sound as though he's being spoken to in an older form... or perhaps in an attempted poetic form. Either way, it's unusual.]

It has, indeed...

[He doesn't make any move to stop. He's quite content to carry on, to finish up their conversation as they pass each other. He has no doubt that Yu would feel the same way... after all, they weren't exactly on the best of terms after their argument.]

[imperialsun]

[Truth be told, he's not completely sure how he managed to last this long. Naoya almost has pangs of guilt about it, so he's changed that into helping as many others as he can. If he needs to give his candy away, so be it.

However nothing had really prepared to seeing a fellow team leader in that state. Kill him?]

Yu...

[Mentally, he was already switching to Lucifer.]

We will just say this is the 29th, then...?

[pitiedthefool]

[By not having the order "save everyone", for one. As of now, he was walking around with the pack of candy on his back, naginata in his chest going clear through it. He could only give five away willingly, but...

But he was losing it quickly, wanting to cut down anyone in this place and reanimate them. He felt chained to this vice, as though he were watching from the back seat as yellow eyes looked down upon his fellow leader. If anyone had wondered what would likely happen if his Shadow had gone berserk, well... this was likely the closest to an answer they'd get.]

Naoya... I hath wondered when we would cross paths.

[He almost sounded as though he was waiting for the fellow Persona user, even as he drew the blade from his chest and cause candy to spill from where it was sheathed.

This... this wasn't him, anymore.]

26th? Ish?

[idol_support]

[After disconnecting from her talk with Luke, Rise had (after scrambling to avoid an incoming monster, seemingly drawn by the terminal use) returned to her room to sit on her bed and think. What should she do...? She was used to following someone else's lead in situations like this, backing them up with her support skills, not charging off on her own to solve problems and figure things out on the frontlines. But...in this case, there wasn't anyone else to follow, and with her not-inconsiderable powers, Rise knew she could manage to avoid most of the trouble that might find her here.

There was no one to hide behind this time. She had to do it for herself.

It was a kinda scary thought, but after a few moments more, she slowly got to her feet, looking grim but determined. Kanzeon's scans might've been a little fuzzy of late, but one thing was clear.

She needed...she needed to make sure.

So she does another scan, this time actively looking for Yu, and only Yu. That makes things come through a lot more clearly, though what she sees almost makes her wish it hadn't. But she knows where to find him.

Taking care to avoid monsters and twisted Tower-inhabitants alike, Rise found her way to the meadow...and once there, hesitated. Even without Kanzeon's scan, just looking at him with the naked eye, his current state was a hard thing to see; she outright flinches at the screaming, struck by a brief pang of genuine fear at that almost inhuman noise. It just seemed...wrong. She was used to Yu being so strong, always coming out on top in the end despite everything...and part of her can't help but blame herself. If just she'd found more candy--if she hadn't just assumed he could handle it on his own and kept what she'd found for herself--

But no, right now she has to try to talk to him, to see if...if Kanzeon's reading is right, and if so... If so, she has no idea. But it can't be true, it just can't...

So she approaches the kneeling figure, still clinging to the desperate hope that somehow this will be okay, it's still Yu-senpai deep down, no matter what...]

...Yu-senpai...

Works for me.

[pitiedthefool]

[How long had he been here, kneeling in the grass and praying that the screams would keep others away so he wouldn't hurt them, too? So they would not end up like one of his closest friends here, like he and most (if not all) of his roommates and a few people from back home had? Better to allow the inhuman emotions out than keep it in and go absolutely insane, and that was a thin, thin line for someone used to twelve voices in his head at once. Now all but one was silent, and that voice...

If he could, his eyes would have widened. As it is, it's enough that he could at least move them to barely glance up as she approached him.]

R-Rise-chan...

[Rise, no. Get back. He doesn't want to hurt anyone like he did Riku, and will soon do to Luke. Especially you and the others who haven't...

He can't help the faint, weak chuckle.]

I must look like a mess right now, huh. Even without scanning...

[At least Senpai noticed recognized you?]

22nd, laaaaaaaatest ever orz

[justabignobody]

[Riku has managed to somehow get through the day before, as bad as he feels about it, about taking candy from others (even if it is from those who died) but he knows he can't keep doing that, he needs to find some kind of alternative.

He wanders his usual beat as he thinks, as he considers, stopping as he enters the Meadow floor, blinking when he spots Yu... frowning... something is wrong with him... isn't it?]

...Yu?

it's okay I've been late, too.

[pitiedthefool]

[Well, there is one alternative... one neither one of them may like. Unfortunately, this time he happened to be standing when Riku spots him. If it weren't for those shared dreams, he likely wouldn't have even recognized "Izanagi" in the first place. Visually, at least.

The blade in his chest was likely new, though.]

...Riku.

[Wait, what happened to the honorifics? This will not be a good day for either of them, especially with the whole yellow eyes thing. Sorry about any unintentional flashbacks, bro.]