小田桐 秀利 >> Odagiri Hidetoshi (
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towerofanimus2012-10-26 11:52 pm
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Characters: Hidetoshi, a bloodthirsty wolf, various monsters, and
towerofanimus .
Setting: Room 03-02, the dorms, and various tower floors. People are allowed to find his dead body and loot his corpse for candies if they want to.
Format: I'll roll with either, but expect action tags if he attacks your character.
Summary: "DID HIDETOSHI JUST FAIL TO MEET THE CANDY-COLLECTING QUOTA FOR THE DAY? I THINK HE JUST FUCKING DID. Also, did someone just order maximum mental trauma for the baby's first death."
Warnings: Death, freaking out and descriptions of a very violent fear of death, body horror, mentions of gore and missing body parts. In other words, the Animus Trauma Halloween Special, tailored for extra suffering.
[ SCENARIO A: THE 27th || DORMITORY LEVELS: HALLWAYS ]
[ Hidetoshi had managed somehow scrape by to fulfill the candy quota, and gather the needed number of sweets before the time limit ran out for several days now. But his luck couldn't hold out forever; the high school student had been avoiding the Terminals since his first attempt to access the network ended up with him witnessing that messy little execution of those two poor kids (just kids, kids, for cryin' out loud, you don't kill kids or anybody really, like that) and him disconnecting in a horrified, disgusted rush and getting as far away as he could from the Terminals.
What had began as a tedious waste of time, had devolved into a frantic search to prevent his costume from inevitably crushing the person who now wore it. He'd seen what happens to whose who failed to meet the quota and Hidetoshi had no desire to share in their fate. He tried, he truly did, patiently combing floor after floor for pieces of candy: but his efforts were all for naught and the idealistic teenager would promptly murdered himself before stooping so low as to attempt mugging someone for their stash.
As the hours wore on, it became more steadily difficult to suck in oxygen, his ribs ached when he breathed out, and his head spun dangerously from oxygen deprivation. In desperation, he goes to look for one of the Minatos or at least return to his room. (He doesn't make it.) It's in one of the cold, clinical hallways when his legs crumpled from under him, and Hidetoshi slumps up against the wall, shaking in silent panic and pain, but his face remaining stubbornly expressionless. The teenager won't admit to himself but he's ran out of time. There's isn't any time to reach anybody else for help.
And for the first time in his life, he knew the most instinctive, primal fear of all; the incredibly, suffocating terror of death. The kind of fear that was cold and dark and made cold sweat break out on your forehead for the sickening intensity of it. The voice in the back of your mind chanting, no, no, please, anything, anybody but that, I don't want that, I'm scared of that, please, I don't want. to. die.
Handa clenched helplessly, bitting white crescent-moons into the palms. A shuddering gasp escaped from him, choking and gagging softly as he tried and failed to heave deep breaths. Hidetoshi was dimly aware of his body failing him, his costume's constricting embrace slowly tightening. And tightening. And tightening: his vision had gone black at the edges, and slowly the fear deepened into a bottomless chasm that he drowned soundlessly in, struggling for the air that was being so cruelly denied to him. He whimpered.
No...
No. No. No. Not like this.
Anything but this.
In case anybody was wondering: for all his hacking and whimpering and panicking, Hidetoshi Odagiri does not scream nor cry when he finally gives up the ghost and dies. ]
[ SCENARIO B: THE 28th-29th || DORMITORY LEVELS: ROOM 03-02 ]
[ A dark grey eye stared up at the ceiling, pupil diluted in horrified confusion. He had awoken and found himself capable of breathing blissful oxygen once more—his lungs expanded, heaving in air, and he groaned before sitting up with a sigh: Hidetoshi remembered dying but it seemed what he had heard other people say about how temporary death is in this Tower, were true. He looked up and what the FUCK was that mangy-looking wolf DOING in his ROOM? He managed to not scream only because weirdly enough, Hidetoshi didn't think the creature would harm him. And because it was right about then he noticed that being not-dead was not the only alternation that had taken place when he had blacked out—Hidetoshi always been a little on the scrawny side. But never had his bones struck out so noticeably and never had it seemed all of his hair had been torn out and replaced by an old metal helmet, sealed to his skin.
Oh, and the damn spear was back.
He looked malnourished, he looked wrong and ghastly. His skin was purple, and he was all but nude. One of his eyeballs was missing behind this eyepatch, he could tell. Hidetoshi snarled, anger disguising terror. Who had done this to him, and when could he gut them like rotten fish...
The wolf yowled, glistening drool dripping from its grinning, scruffy muzzle.
Hidetoshi all but ran of his room. ]
[ SCENARIO C: THE 30th-31th || ANYWHERE: TAKE YOUR PICK ]
[ The twisted-looking wolf wouldn't crease following him wherever he went and he couldn't make it go away and leave him alone. However Hidetoshi found after awhile the animal was actually an tolerable companion: it obeyed orders when he gave them and didn't seem interested in attacking anyone. It would be useful until it turned on him or something like that.
It wasn't the wolf that bothered him now; what was perplexing how how he seemed unable to locate anybody else. Save for rabid monsters (Hidetoshi had discovered he could electrocute enemies with the rune-engraved spear by total accident: it involved a moment of uncharacteristic carelessness on his part on the way to the cafeteria when he decided to not take the elevator, and an abomination that had appeared to be a deranged cross between an fire-breathing imp and a gigantic snake) and the costume-warped residents that he was trying to avoid if he could, Hidetoshi couldn't find a single normal person.
When the wolf was, at some point when Hidetoshi wasn't paying attention, loaded up with two baskets of the same candy the high schooler had died to collect, he hadn't reacted... very... well. After the immediate irrational response of trying to rip the metal baskets off of his over-sized canine and dump them on the floor only to discover the sweets just respawned back onto the wolf's back, he'd gone grouchily back to hunting down monsters and slaughtering them whenever he could.
And of course, by now, this event had flayed his nerves threadbare. He was angry, he was worn thin at the edges, and he had just discovered he could kill things with electricity: clearly the answer to his dilemma was to wander into the places where he had not dared to go when he had only knives and a mediocre level of training to defend himself. Hidetoshi doesn't even recognize the urge to hunt down "Shadows" for what it truly is...
If you desire to take his stash of candy for yourself so you wouldn't die in a painful fashion, you'll have to fight him tooth-and-nail for it. ]
Setting: Room 03-02, the dorms, and various tower floors. People are allowed to find his dead body and loot his corpse for candies if they want to.
Format: I'll roll with either, but expect action tags if he attacks your character.
Summary: "DID HIDETOSHI JUST FAIL TO MEET THE CANDY-COLLECTING QUOTA FOR THE DAY? I THINK HE JUST FUCKING DID. Also, did someone just order maximum mental trauma for the baby's first death."
Warnings: Death, freaking out and descriptions of a very violent fear of death, body horror, mentions of gore and missing body parts. In other words, the Animus Trauma Halloween Special, tailored for extra suffering.
[ SCENARIO A: THE 27th || DORMITORY LEVELS: HALLWAYS ]
[ Hidetoshi had managed somehow scrape by to fulfill the candy quota, and gather the needed number of sweets before the time limit ran out for several days now. But his luck couldn't hold out forever; the high school student had been avoiding the Terminals since his first attempt to access the network ended up with him witnessing that messy little execution of those two poor kids (just kids, kids, for cryin' out loud, you don't kill kids or anybody really, like that) and him disconnecting in a horrified, disgusted rush and getting as far away as he could from the Terminals.
What had began as a tedious waste of time, had devolved into a frantic search to prevent his costume from inevitably crushing the person who now wore it. He'd seen what happens to whose who failed to meet the quota and Hidetoshi had no desire to share in their fate. He tried, he truly did, patiently combing floor after floor for pieces of candy: but his efforts were all for naught and the idealistic teenager would promptly murdered himself before stooping so low as to attempt mugging someone for their stash.
As the hours wore on, it became more steadily difficult to suck in oxygen, his ribs ached when he breathed out, and his head spun dangerously from oxygen deprivation. In desperation, he goes to look for one of the Minatos or at least return to his room. (He doesn't make it.) It's in one of the cold, clinical hallways when his legs crumpled from under him, and Hidetoshi slumps up against the wall, shaking in silent panic and pain, but his face remaining stubbornly expressionless. The teenager won't admit to himself but he's ran out of time. There's isn't any time to reach anybody else for help.
And for the first time in his life, he knew the most instinctive, primal fear of all; the incredibly, suffocating terror of death. The kind of fear that was cold and dark and made cold sweat break out on your forehead for the sickening intensity of it. The voice in the back of your mind chanting, no, no, please, anything, anybody but that, I don't want that, I'm scared of that, please, I don't want. to. die.
Handa clenched helplessly, bitting white crescent-moons into the palms. A shuddering gasp escaped from him, choking and gagging softly as he tried and failed to heave deep breaths. Hidetoshi was dimly aware of his body failing him, his costume's constricting embrace slowly tightening. And tightening. And tightening: his vision had gone black at the edges, and slowly the fear deepened into a bottomless chasm that he drowned soundlessly in, struggling for the air that was being so cruelly denied to him. He whimpered.
No...
No. No. No. Not like this.
Anything but this.
In case anybody was wondering: for all his hacking and whimpering and panicking, Hidetoshi Odagiri does not scream nor cry when he finally gives up the ghost and dies. ]
[ SCENARIO B: THE 28th-29th || DORMITORY LEVELS: ROOM 03-02 ]
[ A dark grey eye stared up at the ceiling, pupil diluted in horrified confusion. He had awoken and found himself capable of breathing blissful oxygen once more—his lungs expanded, heaving in air, and he groaned before sitting up with a sigh: Hidetoshi remembered dying but it seemed what he had heard other people say about how temporary death is in this Tower, were true. He looked up and what the FUCK was that mangy-looking wolf DOING in his ROOM? He managed to not scream only because weirdly enough, Hidetoshi didn't think the creature would harm him. And because it was right about then he noticed that being not-dead was not the only alternation that had taken place when he had blacked out—Hidetoshi always been a little on the scrawny side. But never had his bones struck out so noticeably and never had it seemed all of his hair had been torn out and replaced by an old metal helmet, sealed to his skin.
Oh, and the damn spear was back.
He looked malnourished, he looked wrong and ghastly. His skin was purple, and he was all but nude. One of his eyeballs was missing behind this eyepatch, he could tell. Hidetoshi snarled, anger disguising terror. Who had done this to him, and when could he gut them like rotten fish...
The wolf yowled, glistening drool dripping from its grinning, scruffy muzzle.
Hidetoshi all but ran of his room. ]
[ SCENARIO C: THE 30th-31th || ANYWHERE: TAKE YOUR PICK ]
[ The twisted-looking wolf wouldn't crease following him wherever he went and he couldn't make it go away and leave him alone. However Hidetoshi found after awhile the animal was actually an tolerable companion: it obeyed orders when he gave them and didn't seem interested in attacking anyone. It would be useful until it turned on him or something like that.
It wasn't the wolf that bothered him now; what was perplexing how how he seemed unable to locate anybody else. Save for rabid monsters (Hidetoshi had discovered he could electrocute enemies with the rune-engraved spear by total accident: it involved a moment of uncharacteristic carelessness on his part on the way to the cafeteria when he decided to not take the elevator, and an abomination that had appeared to be a deranged cross between an fire-breathing imp and a gigantic snake) and the costume-warped residents that he was trying to avoid if he could, Hidetoshi couldn't find a single normal person.
When the wolf was, at some point when Hidetoshi wasn't paying attention, loaded up with two baskets of the same candy the high schooler had died to collect, he hadn't reacted... very... well. After the immediate irrational response of trying to rip the metal baskets off of his over-sized canine and dump them on the floor only to discover the sweets just respawned back onto the wolf's back, he'd gone grouchily back to hunting down monsters and slaughtering them whenever he could.
And of course, by now, this event had flayed his nerves threadbare. He was angry, he was worn thin at the edges, and he had just discovered he could kill things with electricity: clearly the answer to his dilemma was to wander into the places where he had not dared to go when he had only knives and a mediocre level of training to defend himself. Hidetoshi doesn't even recognize the urge to hunt down "Shadows" for what it truly is...
If you desire to take his stash of candy for yourself so you wouldn't die in a painful fashion, you'll have to fight him tooth-and-nail for it. ]

28th
[Almost getting run over by a kid being chased by a wolf was no way to start a day.]
You've got a spear, use it!
28th
Huh? Well, explain—how then!
[ Still bent on preserving sort trace of his dignity while being incredibly freaked out because he CAME BACK WRONG FROM THE DEAD wtf. ]
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[He stomps up to the boy.]
Turn sideways. Gives it less room to pounce on you.
28th
The twisted wolf's growls are getting louder, jaws clicking together as it snaps at thin air. Much louder, except all of its hostility is directed towards Lancer, not Hidetoshi. ]
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[Somehow, he feels like a personal trainer now.]
28th
Is this the correc—
[ Of course, the monster-canine? Isn't gonna hang around doing nothing out of attack range for very long; hope Lancer is ready to defend himself against the gray bristling streak of fur lunging at him with sharp teeth bared. The wolf's fucking gigantic, and it is pissed. ]
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I think. this the opening you're looking for!
[Of course, the wolf's bulk is a problem, so Lancer is doing his best not to lose his balance and get pinned.]
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What?!
[ Welp, that makes no sense. He had clearly felt himself stabbing through the skin. But it seems the spear he's been gifted with by the Tower isn't going to hurt the wolf. Promptly, Hidetoshi drops it onto the ground, kicks it to the side and jumps onto the wolf, hoping to knock it off balance so Lancer can snap its neck or something.
The wolf's snarls, muffled by Lancer's strong grip on its jaw keeping the jaw clamped shut, are maddened by the inability to freely bite and claw its foe, the free claw tearing at Lancer's unguarded chest. It throws its full weight against Lancer, almost succeeding in pinning him to the ground before Hidetoshi's thin purple body slams into its side and knocks it off-balance with a yelp.
If Lancer wants an opening of his own to throw it off him, now is his chance. ]
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[However, at this point, Hidetoshi's blow knocks the wolf off balance, so Lancer throws the canine off of himself with a well-placed kick. He manifests his own spear, the crimson Gae Bolg, to try to get a stab in against the wolf.]
Hey, you're not doing half bad, kid.
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Oh, these two. :)
They are like the odd couple
It's weird, but cute
Lancer is the worst influence
Pretttty much
He got Hidetoshi to go from class president to rule breaker within 3 tags or so
That is called "holding a massive grudge against the admins for destroying his dignity/KILLING him"
now I'm thinking of him dressed as Kayako
"lol no" is now his reaction to any more costumes ever
I think this has destroyed the ability of all tower residents to enjoy costumes
Y E P
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...I apologize before hand for the horrible imagery contained within this tag
LMAO
Re: LMAO
28th
[The axe detached from her shoulders, Labrys grabbing the handle and swinging it quickly into both hands.]
Th' heck is that thing?!
28th
The wolf was behind him, coming on fast, and the red-eyed creature was in front of him, roaring and groaning. Between a rock and a hard place. Hidetoshi tightened his grip on the spear, his remaining eye diluted in fear. And why why why was the monster on fire, dammit.
Wordlessly, he slashed at the minotaur-like Shadow. Damnit, he was not dying twice. ]
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[She raised the axe defensively, blocking his strike on something very much like instinct.]
Hey, whaddya think you're doin?!
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[ He's aware that the monsters populating much of the Tower are little more than animals, incapable of understanding speech or vocal threats, but maybe if he made enough noise it would back off or something. He continues lashing out with his spear, most of his blows landing on the large axe and being harmlessly blocked.
Also, the wolf is continuing to approach, lips bared in a savage grin and shaggy, ragged fur bristling. It's growling at Labrys for blocking Hidetoshi's escape. ]
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<small.[She kept looking from him to the wolf, trying to determine just which was the actual threat and what to do about it.]
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Settling down on its forepaws, tongue lolling out of its mouth and hind quarters up in the air, the wolf patiently awaits its chance to maim things. They are both threats at the moment, but the almost-nude one is the more immediate one, considering Hidetoshi is now hopping back a step before lunging forward to try and hit Labrys with Pierce damage in the shoulder. ]
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[She'd lowered her axe a few inches in an attempt to talk Hidetoshi down--that was a mistake. There was a cracking of metal casing and a few sparks as she recoiled.]
[Analysis: superficial damage sustained. Hypothesis: enemy. Conflict: enemy registers as human (?) Conclusion: Insufficient data to grant designation = enemy.]
Cut it out!
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Stop making so much noise.
[ Is Hidetoshi's curt response to the fiery monster's pained recoil from him. It was puzzling that the ox-creature seemed to be reluctant to attack, only blocking his blows and roaring angrily at him. Normally, monster fought back. If he wasn't blinded by fear of the wolf behind and the Shadow in front of him, he would have slowly began to notice something was off with that information alone... Speaking of the wolf, it's done waiting for its own chance and is now lunging forward with a crazed howl to attempt taking a chunk out of Labyrs's damaged arm. ]
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:< uh he is going to be so sorry about this later Labrys
it's okay, student council buddy ;^;
:( still sorry for trying to commit homicide
EMPEROR PROTAG VS EMPEROR SOCIAL LINK MATCH OF THE CENTURY 28th
Naoya gave out a sigh, and continued to walk around at a slower pace than usual - all of the creatures around the tower were making it worse than what he'd seen in the Deva Yuga.
And there's a noise again. By now he doesn't think twice, and has his hand on his sword.]
AWWWW YEEEEEAH D| 28th
He was walking through the hallways when he saw—one of those black, horrid monstrosities he felt a certain, inexplicable distaste for. He halted and glared. The creature had a humanoid shape to it, but that did nothing to quell the urge to stab it over and over and over and over...
That noise you heard, Naoya? That would be the sound of a giantass, mangy-looking wolf snarling at you. And what appeared to be a twisted, smaller version of the purple-skinned Odin (if he'd ever fused Odin) standing next to it and staring at you like you are the scum of the world. ]
Another one?
THIS MONDAY, MONDAY MONDAAAAY.
He's seen his share of Odin, useing him more than his fair share considering his excellent affinity with any Emperor Arcana, although his had looked slightly different. The purple skin was the same, however...]
Can you hear what I am saying?
[First test; check their sanity.]
TWO EMPERORS GO HEAD-TO-HEAD< WHO WILL EMERGE 'KING OF THE... HALLWAY]?
Hidetoshi slowly grins. Well, the shadowy creature isn't making any move to either vacate from the premises nor attack him first. Hm. And the high schooler had managed to get some basic practice in when he was trying to get the wolf killed by setting it on the monsters roaming the tower and wound up just defending himself. He idly hefted up his rune-engraved spear. ]
... Wonder if this one can scream.
[ This comment was directed not at Naoya, but mostly to the empty air. The answer is no, he cannot hear a single thing you can saying. Welp. ]
BUY YOUR TICKETS NOW (NOW, NOW!) | Also now you get to see how crazy some of P1's spells are.
The Persona had many spells on his side, but since it was Devil Arcana which didn't agree with him all the time, Naoya's strategy was to cast a single spell, and then to switch back to Vishnu.]
Wolvaan!
[The beast spell wraps Naoya around in a bright light before it transforms him into a werewolf like creature, increasing his size, adding claws to his hands(well under his already clawed costumed hands anyway), fangs to his mouth and increasing his hearing ability. It looks even sillier what with the Vishnu outfit he is wearing.
That done, he switches right back to his Ultimate Persona. And yet he still doesn't attack; maybe if he waits or if the other sees he's not causing harm he'll understand what is happening.]
ONLY ONE CAN SEIZE VICTORY! (VICTORY, VICTORY | Whoa, wait, what is even up with that spell. lol
What the...
[ He takes a step back out of wary shock before shaking his head and chiding himself silently for his cowardice. If he didn't kill it, it was possible this creature could attack innocents. That was unacceptable. ]
[ Let's start with a basic Ziodyne to the wolfish-thing's face though Hidetoshi doesn't reconizge the attack he's wielding as a particular spell so there's no attack name-calling for you! Also, the wolf's lunging forward and trying to knock you down so it can bite out your throat. have fun with that! ]
WELCOME TO PERSONA 1 wait until I use the spell for him to get away later on
Yet despite when that is done, he still stands in place. Come on Hidetoshi. Start thinking why this beast isn't attacking you and is just standing there taking the attacks.]
PERSONA 1 IS SO DAMN WEIRD /steeples fingers in interest
Warily, he begins to circle to the side, keeping his front to Naoya and his single eye locked on him.
He just wants it to die. Or at least scream. It's disgusting, it's revolting, and it threatens others, and he... He wants it to just crease existing. ]
Did I mention everyone has guns too.
..... No you did not.
Guns and blunt weapons and wildcard personas for everyone.
Sounds like so much FUN. (Except it isn't, not ever.)