鳴上 悠 [Narukami Yu] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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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!]
it's okay I've been late, too.
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.]no subject
He presses his lips together and notes the lack of honorific... not that he minds, but. It does raise a flag. The amber glow behind that mask certainly isn't really helping either. Not that he is letting his discomfort show.
Much.]...Yeah it's me.
[It seems kind of meaningless to ask what happened or if Yu is alright... But from what he has noticed so far most people seem still somewhat sane right after being corrupted... He is rather wary though.]