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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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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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Hey, um... Tsubaki?
[ He glances off to the side, awkwardly. This had been bothering him since she first mentioned how different her world was compared to his own. ]
Were you... happy in your world?
[ He could have phrased that a bit more eloquently, but... well, he wanted to ask that as gently as he couldn't without bringing up too many bad memories. ]
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I believe I had the potential to be. But I never had the chance to. [ Thanks for erasing the timeline, Murumuru :| ]
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Yeah... that's something all of us could say, I guess. [ Survival Game or no Survival Game. ] I, um... I just wanted to say that I felt bad for you in my world. [ And he'll conveniently neglect to mention that she almost had the same thing happen to Yuno. ]
And... and that since the Survival Game doesn't exist here... can we be friends?
[ She's not the same Tsubaki, right? So it's okay...? ]
oh. i just noticed right now she's missing her hand in that icon. wtg self.
A...friend?
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
[ He doesn't touch her, but he takes another step forward. Even with her bad eyesight, he hopes he appears sincere, because he is. ]
Things could have been different in my world, but... they are here.
AWFUL
[ Look she's not exactly good with this friend thing. Two days ago she still wanted to destroy the world, ok. ]
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If you need anything, come find me, okay?
[ Words he's sure to regret once Yuno arrived here. As for destroying the world... well. Be careful what you wish for. ]
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[ This was very awkward, even for him. Did he... just make friends with Tsubaki? He knew she was a damn good actress, but this seemed sincere. Hopefully it's not just him trusting too early. ]
I'll see you later, I guess.