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towerofanimus2012-10-22 09:59 pm
pitiedthefool) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-22 09:59 pm
012 | ❝Somebody help me through this nightmare (I can't control myself)...❞
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)...
October 22nd - 28th...
October 29th - 31st...
[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!]
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)...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...
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-
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.
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...
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!]
...NANAKO, NOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
She wasn't listening, just like he hadn't when Naoto asked him to stop when her life was on the line. Some small fragment of his true self ached, and he froze completely as he felt those tiny arms wrap around him.
Nana...ko...
His voice was faint within the shell of his former self... He couldn't even blink, yellow eyes staring down at her in a mixture of concern, fear, and an emotion he never wanted to feel at all: rage.
He was angry. Why wouldn't she listen? Why couldn't Shepard at least not allow her to see him like this? That was all he could have asked of them, and they couldn't even do that when they needed to the most. He shook, trying to shove that one overwhelming emotion down- something that was harder than ever to manage over the passing days. It was like he was being blinded to what he knew as Truth, and it frightened him even more than the beast he and Izanagi had become.
Her voice was the only thing keeping him from lashing out, her arms the only thing keeping him reeled in. But how long would that last? He was reeling in agony, and on this floor there were no guarantees that he could last long enough without hurting someone...
It's... too late for me...
The eyes behind the mask almost seemed pleading behind the rage and impulses that should have only belonged to Magatsu Izanagi and his user, and that only fueled more anger. That laugh... why was that laugh plaguing him?
She has to fight me so you do not suffer what I have.
Ten yen she'll refuse to... but he does indeed try as he placed five candies in her pumpkin. One of the perks of being dead.
Run.
Way to go, Team Nanako Defenders, WE DONE FUCKED UP
Regardless of what this entails for the both of them, though, now she's torn between taking her chances with knocking Yu around, and getting Nanako away and getting the hell out of there before it gets worse. His sister didn't deserve to see him in this cracked state...nor did she deserve the risk of dying.
...But wait...shouldn't there be a way to make a good thing out of this? If she's all it takes for him to restrain himself...then this might be the chance she needed...!
Her mind starts racing through the possibilities as she starts moving towards them; she's not entirely sure of how she was going to do this, but an opportunity is as good as a guarantee that this'd work.
A++ guys
"I don't want candy!" she exclaimed. "I want my onii-chan! I don't care what happens to me, as long as onii-chan is okay!"
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Something snapped within him, and his voice grew louder.
Nanako-! There was a sense of urgency in his tone, and he couldn't... he couldn't bear it. If you don't collect it, you will meet the same fate I have...
Were his shoulders shaking? He couldn't tell anymore, nor could he tell that his eyes were threatening tears once again because as she said that, he remembered all too vividly how much willpower it had taken before to stand against his friends. What it had meant to withstand Kunino-sagiri for her sake. How he felt when the heart monitor flat-lined and her hand fell limp in both of his.
The thought of her falling, even on the final day of this madness... he couldn't even fathom it, to lose her again.
It is only one more day... One more day, and this shall be over... Please, Nanako... I don't want to see you hurt again.
'However painful it gets, I'll just grit my teeth… I'll get up as many times as I have to for you two…'
It was too late for him, but above all... he still had that promise to keep.
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"I know that," she murmured, "but why do I have to keep seeing you hurt, onii-chan...?
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For a moment, he's speechless. In hindsight, he really should have expected that to happen. For her to stand her ground and plead for him. Though right now, he could... barely think clearly enough to even form what he does say.
I once promised to save those I could from the fate of those who died back home and help catch the person causing it. I can't turn a blind eye to people who are hurting or in danger, even if it means getting hurt in the process.
Which was why those he had for the most part mercy-killed didn't suffer long; it was either quick or a simple Kotodo spell. He even offered to keep doing so if they wished so they wouldn't succumb to those murderous desires... How he hated it.
When did the metal of his mask get wet? He had no idea, but he placed a hand on her head, patting her even with the hat between.
I'm sorry, Nanako.
He'd only hurt worse if something happened to her- oh god no, no no please. He can't go back to that murderous mentality again. He didn't... he doesn't want to...!
Yet part of him does... and it scared him even more than his own appearance. Than Izanami ever had...
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"I know; onii-chan is a hero," she said proudly. It was true, she knew it. She couldn't remember her kidnapping that well, but she did remember how hard he fought to protect her. "But even heroes need to be rescued sometimes. It's okay, onii-chan."
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No...
It hurt for him to hear her say that, when he was less than that, now. How many had he killed? How many lives (innocent or not) were taken because of his actions whether it was because of him or Ruana? ...He didn't want to think about it, maybe not at all, but if he didn't think, then--
No. I won't run, but-
"Thank you... but Nanako,you need to take care of yourself, too."
-but how long would it be before he lost control? Would he be able to maintain it in this mental state? Who knew how short this moment of clarity would be when he didn't have his orb of sight on him? ...Margaret is likely going to kick his ass the next time she sees him, too. Oops.
"Take the candy and run... I don't know how long I can stay in control of this."
Or Shepard could punch him out. EITHER OR...
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Speak of the Shepard and she will answer in all her explosive terror, and all her badassery. Comes complete with "You just got Shepard Paunched" T-Shirt and all the bruises for a lifetime. 8|
"Sorry, Nanako--but there's some things that just need to be done!"
A breakneck sprint, and a primed fist, before--
"It's lights out for you, Narukami!"
The commander, in all her righteous, searing fury, goes full Hardened Adrenaline Rush, charging straight for Yu and aiming to cripple him with a punch right in the gut. Enjoy the nasty bruise that's going to form from this tomorrow, bowlcut. It's going to sting.
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"Onii-chan!"
Seriously, Shepard, how could you do that with her standing there?!
1/3
He flinched, sent back a little bit because he only had a split second to brace himself.
Wha-
2/4 I LIED.
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...Just to make absolutely sure, she does go over to check on him for a sec to see if he really is out cold. ...Though not without making sure Nanako was fine--
Even if it meant, surely, taking one hell of an earful from her, considering what she just did and all.
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"Onii-chan! Onii-chan!"
She looked up to her then, tears threatening at the corners of her eyes. Seriously, how could you do that, Shepard?
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Surprising since it wasn't noticeable before, huh.
He will be OK, Nanako. He only really is in need of a nap (and to be dragged down to a floor that does not enable powers to be used). Seriously.