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towerofanimus2012-12-02 12:07 pm
deusexyandere) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-02 12:07 pm
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Characters: Yukiteru and YOU
Setting: Room 2-20 & Cafeteria
Format: Prose initially, but I'll match!
Summary: Yukki arrives the morning after the 'happy end.' He's not taking it well.
Warnings: A kid dangerously close to going into shock after all he's been through;; also spoilers for Mirai Nikki.
Room 2-20:
The poor kid is obviously freezing. It's quite a jump from a moderate climate like Japan in mid-summer to the frigid temperatures like this; combine that with the fact that he's here at all, and everything that had happened just before arriving here, and it's a miracle he hasn't completely gone into shock yet. Operative word here: yet.
He's seated on his bed, the blankets wrapped tightly around himself, including a bright blue blanket that looked as if it had seen a lot of wear and tear over the years. There's an open cellphone on his lap, plugged into a nearby wall, and he's been staring at it intently since he arrived here.
UNKNOWN DATE, 12:19 PM :: A NEW LIFE BEGINS IN THE TOWER.
There is no entry after this. He's never had that problem before, and it really doesn't help his state of mind right now. And 'unknown date?'
... Yes. Of course. They failed. He and Yuno both did. It's the only conclusion, and it perfectly explains what he read in those letters. The world was destroyed, time and space torn asunder by what Deus warned them about. The Survival Game was over, and nobody won. It was true, then... Yuno did love him, despite her attempts to persuade both of them otherwise. She couldn't kill him any more than he could kill her. And he couldn't have thought of a worse way to confirm what he already knew than this.
Yukiteru falls sideway onto his bed, wrapping the blankets tigher around himself. It's hard to tell if the shaking is caused by stress, or just shivering.
Cafeteria
Yukki has been sitting there for a while, staring at the oatmeal. He's tried to make it a bit better; but he can't eat it. He hasn't touched it, and it isn't from the fact that he knows it's going to taste bad. He just has no appetite right now, and he hasn't for 24 hours now, from the time he woke up in his own world, to when he woke up here, knowing what was going to happen that day. This could have been a five-star steak and he still wouldn't have wanted to eat it. Especially not in this temperature.
It's clear to anyone who sees him he's upset, and hasn't taken to the Tower well at all. Especially since he hasn't seen hide nor hair of Yuno since arriving here, and if he's here for the reason he thinks he is, then surely she has to be, as well. After all, isn't it both of their faults their universe was destroyed? Through their inaction?
He doesn't want to think about it, but he can't help it. The Survival Game has now officially taken everything from him, including, as it would appear, Yuno. He had nothing left to lose. And as it would appear, nothing to gain, either.
He closes his eyes, and looks down, fighting back tears.
Setting: Room 2-20 & Cafeteria
Format: Prose initially, but I'll match!
Summary: Yukki arrives the morning after the 'happy end.' He's not taking it well.
Warnings: A kid dangerously close to going into shock after all he's been through;; also spoilers for Mirai Nikki.
Room 2-20:
The poor kid is obviously freezing. It's quite a jump from a moderate climate like Japan in mid-summer to the frigid temperatures like this; combine that with the fact that he's here at all, and everything that had happened just before arriving here, and it's a miracle he hasn't completely gone into shock yet. Operative word here: yet.
He's seated on his bed, the blankets wrapped tightly around himself, including a bright blue blanket that looked as if it had seen a lot of wear and tear over the years. There's an open cellphone on his lap, plugged into a nearby wall, and he's been staring at it intently since he arrived here.
UNKNOWN DATE, 12:19 PM :: A NEW LIFE BEGINS IN THE TOWER.
There is no entry after this. He's never had that problem before, and it really doesn't help his state of mind right now. And 'unknown date?'
... Yes. Of course. They failed. He and Yuno both did. It's the only conclusion, and it perfectly explains what he read in those letters. The world was destroyed, time and space torn asunder by what Deus warned them about. The Survival Game was over, and nobody won. It was true, then... Yuno did love him, despite her attempts to persuade both of them otherwise. She couldn't kill him any more than he could kill her. And he couldn't have thought of a worse way to confirm what he already knew than this.
Yukiteru falls sideway onto his bed, wrapping the blankets tigher around himself. It's hard to tell if the shaking is caused by stress, or just shivering.
Cafeteria
Yukki has been sitting there for a while, staring at the oatmeal. He's tried to make it a bit better; but he can't eat it. He hasn't touched it, and it isn't from the fact that he knows it's going to taste bad. He just has no appetite right now, and he hasn't for 24 hours now, from the time he woke up in his own world, to when he woke up here, knowing what was going to happen that day. This could have been a five-star steak and he still wouldn't have wanted to eat it. Especially not in this temperature.
It's clear to anyone who sees him he's upset, and hasn't taken to the Tower well at all. Especially since he hasn't seen hide nor hair of Yuno since arriving here, and if he's here for the reason he thinks he is, then surely she has to be, as well. After all, isn't it both of their faults their universe was destroyed? Through their inaction?
He doesn't want to think about it, but he can't help it. The Survival Game has now officially taken everything from him, including, as it would appear, Yuno. He had nothing left to lose. And as it would appear, nothing to gain, either.
He closes his eyes, and looks down, fighting back tears.
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[ Leave it to Yukki, someone whose main source of social interaction lately was Yuno Gasai, to mistake skepticism for mistrust. Even though she probably has every reason to harbor both. ]
After all this, I think it's safe the Survival Game is cancelled. Maybe even over. [ An odd way of asking for a truce, perhaps? Either way, the Tsubaki of his world at least knew of him before they met. Deus' rather impromptu meeting at the Cathedral saw to that. She reacted like she thought he might be lying. She really didn't know who he was. ]
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[ And so she seems to be. There's no trace of nervousness anywhere in her voice or on her face. ]
Hmm? It was already ended prematurely.
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wait, what. ]
... What are you talking about?
[ Was this... was this the Third World's Tsubaki? Does that mean...? ]
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What happened in your world, Tsubaki? [ An odd question, he knows. But if this isn't definitive proof that Murumuru was telling the truth about Yuno being from another timeline, he didn't know what was. ] Because you were the third person to lose the Survival Game in mine.
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Now, why would I tell a near stranger such things?
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[ Oh, for-- ] Because it might help us figure out what exactly this place is.
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As far as they made it clear, our worlds were apparently destroyed. I don't know what you happened to go through, but the circumstances I last recall has this as a perfectly logical conclusion of events.
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... actually, yeah, same here. It was the morning before one of us had to win the Survival Game, or the world would end.
[ He doesn't exactly trust her either, but he also realizes telling her this can't hurt. ]
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The world would end? What do you mean?
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[ Tohko had mentioned that Deus should have accounted for that possibility. Well... apparently he didn't. Yukki's eyes lowered to the ground. Why is he allowing himself to look like this in front of Tsubaki of all people? ]
... it was down to me and Yuno.
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How unbecoming of a god to not have a backup plan.
[ But, really, it puts a sour taste in her mouth. She abstained, Reisuke abstained, Ai and Marco abstained...and it wouldn't have taken more to get the others to back out, either. Was that their fate? To face a dying world instead of killing each other? ]
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[ It came out before he could stop himself. He began shaking. So many memories flooding back into his mind, so many feelings he kept bottled up inside since arriving here. 'I'll protect you, Yukki.' He could still hear her voice in his head. 'I'm crazy?! What's crazy is this world, that refuses to be with you!' ]
Deus-- the Survival Game-- it took everything from me!
[ He couldn't hold it back anymore. He couldn't give a damn that this was Tsubaki, the Sixth. She was from his own world (...sort of). That was probably the closest thing he was ever going to have to a friend here. ]
M-My parents... my friends... Yuno... now my whole world? Why!? What was the point of making so many people suffer!? What was it all for?!
[ Yukki dropped to his knees, the tears, anger, grief, and sheer despair finally pouring out. He had kept it bottled up since arriving here, but now it was coming out in a way that he would have expected only from Yuno herself (sand the violence). He's not expecting anything even resembling compassion from Tsubaki of all people, but if he's going to get this out of his system, it might as well be in front of her. At least she might have some vague idea of what he's feeling right now.
... it's not like Tsubaki isn't totally unfamiliar with the feeling of utter hopelessness herself. ]
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I had wondered the same thing, myself. What the point of his set-up was.
I was lucky enough to have a look behind the scenes, though, and I can tell you this--I don't think there ever was going to be a winner among us. It was rigged from the beginning.
Wow, after re-reading my last post... don't ever let me tag that late at night again. orz
But what she says next confuses him. He had thought that himself, at one point; after killing Third, Deus was singing his praises and subsequently had almost every single other participant in the Survival Game put him at the top of their list as a result of him clearly being favored to win.
... the only way the Survival Game was rigged was if he screwed it up himself by suggesting a suicide pact with Yuno. ]
... someone won in my world.
[ His voice was still shaking, but... well at least she was trying to help? ]
Yuno did. Without killing me.
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Murumuru's done something.
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She did. They did. Yuno was... is so in love with me that she wanted to turn back time when she won so she could be with me again.
[ There had to have been another way. It was too painful to believe anything otherwise. ]
But this isn't the Third World. It just... it can't be.
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Amano-san, are you listening? Because this is important. I don't believe Murumuru ever intended to play by the rules from the start. She knew things even Deus didn't know, that was the biggest clue. ...She wanted to take Deus's place herself, even if it was against his rules.
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[ A story about people who go on a time travel expedition to shoot and kill a T-Rex, that was going to die anyway due to a nearby volcanic eruption. However, the rules were really strict, and they had to do exactly what the safari leader said. During the trip, one of the travelers panicked and stepped off the predetermined path, and stepped on and killed a butterfly. Because of this, a ripple was sent through time, drastically changing the future, including the evolutionary path humans took; rather than becoming homo sapiens, they became some kind of aquatic species similar to mermaids. In Chaos Theory, this theoretical effect was labeled the "Butterfly Effect."
And it definitely explained a lot when he realized that's what Yuno was after; subverting the entire Survival Game by rewinding time every time she won if he refused to win, so she could essentially spend eternity with him via an endless time loop. Poor Yuno... it wasn't bad enough that her life was a total nightmare with her parents, but then she had to relive it over and over again just to be with him. No wonder she turned out so crazy. And... and no wonder he couldn't bring himself to do anything short of falling in love with her. Her life was so tragic, and he was the one glimmer of hope she had, her sole reason to continue living. And even without that... he fell for her hook, line, and sinker. He would give anything - anything - for just one chance to make things right for her, if not with her.
But what Tsubaki says next stuns him. That... does sound like something Murumuru would do, and even a totally believable goal of hers. But needless to say... ]
Well, if that's what she was after, she failed pretty badly at that. She's... well, she's Yuno's servant now.
[ From his canon point, he never met the real Second World Murumuru, who would go on to be his sole company in the post-apocalyptic purgatorial void that his world would become. ]
Though I'll grant you she seemed more loyal to her than to Deus.
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[ She crosses her arms stiffly. ]
Serves that traitor right.
[ Tsubaki wonders what this Yuno could be doing that made Murumuru actually loyal to her, but...man, they were all crazy. Every single one of them, except maybe Yukiteru here. Crazy begets crazy. ]
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You kind of acted like you didn't know I was the First in your world.
[ He was almost universally considered the frontrunner after he and Yuno knocked off the Third so easily. Everyone was after him at that point. ]
... but you said the Survival Game was cancelled. What happened?
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I knew Yukiteru Amano was the first, but in retrospect I had never met the real one.
[ A pause. ]
Most of us abstained.
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[ As in... refused to take part in the Survival Game? They can do that? They -- ]
But... but I didn't know...
[ How!? How was that possible? He suddenly thinks of all of the things he could have done were he able to abstain. His parents would be alive. He would have never had to kill Hinata and the others. He would have lived a normal life. And... and Yuno never would have...
He's on the verge of another breakdown, Tsubaki. "List of things I wish I'd have known I could do before" doesn't even begin to cover this one. ]
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She mentally counts. Her. Ai and Marco. Reisuke. Hirasaka. Kurusu. Kamado by Orin's proxy. The third, whoever he was, was dead, and she wasn't sure what happened to Minene, the Tenth, and the Twelfth, Yukiteru was decommissioned and Yuno was gone entirely. It was split exactly in half. ]
It was six of us. Seven, if you count Ai-san and Marco-san as two. I would like to think it was outright impossible to continue with half of a game's players refusing to advance.
Don't feel so bad. It was mostly a domino effect from a major disruption in the timesteam. Apparently. I wasn't privy to the exact details.
[ And if that "major disruption" hadn't occured in whatever timeline or universe this Yukiteru was from, who was to say they'd have all had the necessary motivation to cooperate and stay alive? She knows she wouldn't have. She shudders to think of what would have gone on if Akise didn't stick his nose into her business. ]
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... I loved Yuno.
[ Dearly. ]
I'd have given anything to not have to be a part of the Survival Game.
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oh. i just noticed right now she's missing her hand in that icon. wtg self.
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
AWFUL
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