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sunflowerfairy ([personal profile] sunflowerfairy) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-03-13 01:53 am

The new Deadman..

Characters: Yotsuba Koiwai and you!~
Setting: Around the Tower's steps.
Format: Starting in prose, but I'll match you.
Summary: After unknowingly eating some contaminated food on the eleventh, Yotsuba gains some strange powers, and is rather..curious about them, so she starts to search for answers.
Warnings: Yotuba will get killed by Wretched Egg, so look out for that. And Yotsuba can control her blood, so..people who don't like that should probably avoid this post.

Yotsuba dimly remembered that dinner on the eleventh had tasted odd, but since it wasn't yucky, not many people payed to much attention to it, chalking it up to the Administrators again, and since it wasn't bitter, no one thought it was poisoned. She didn't give it much thought either, since she wasn't harmed. After all, she was a little girl with much more to do and much more to keep her occupied.

However, when Yotsuba woke up on the thirteenth, she noticed that she wasn't feeling..right. Not bad, just not right. Trying to think of what wasn't right, she got hopped out of bed and started to walk through the dorm floors. When she heard a loud noise from below-probably someone fighting or a newcomer-she jumped, surprised..and cried a little in pain. Turning her head around, she saw small spikes of her own blood coming out of her back.

This..wasn't normal, and curious, Yotsuba started to walk up the Tower steps, calling out the people she knew so that she might be able to find some answers. Since she didn't know how they came out, she didn't pull them back in. They just stayed like that while she climbed and called.

"Dia..Diamud! Edgeworth?! Arada! Hibiki?! Yu..Yukki?!"

Feel free to bother her or help her out.
hemoeroticism: (✪ ➡ Have dreams to be famous)

[personal profile] hemoeroticism 2013-03-13 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hagire had managed to heal himself up as best he could after his fight against the Wretched Egg. Under normal circumstances, the dreams he had in and out of consciousness following that fight would be considered nightmares to almost anyone else. But to him?

They were dreams he didn't want to wake up from.

He had performed at least four surgeries on himself following that fight. He had done so several times before, several times a week; replacing stitches, tightening stitches, sterilizing wounds, sometimes even sewing entirely new body parts on. He was going to ask Jason to make good on his promise for fresh limbs, but instead... he didn't. He had found a sliver of a Nameless Worm on his skin from when Wretched Egg (nearly) finished him off, and new it was only a matter of time before more showed up. A whole new Wonderland. It was more than he could ask for.

He was in no condition for another fight, but the moment he was strong enough to stand and walk on his own (albeit awkwardly), he left his room to dispose of his bloodied bandages and throw out his old stitches.

It was then that he heard the voice. And upon discovering it's source-- "Yosug--" no. No, it wasn't her. A much, much younger version of her, but the brief surprise quickly faded. He did, however, notice... oh. Oh.

It was already starting.

"Ahah, hi there, little one! ✩" Hagire greeted, clapping his hands... and then wincing in pain. He may have one hell of a pain tolerance (you kind of have to be able to tolerate performing surgery on yourself), but Wretched Egg did a number on him. He still wasn't all the way healed, but thankfully, most of the wounds were now cleaned and covered up by his clothing, sterile gauze, and applications of Karako's Branch of Sin to stop any excess bleeding that can be undone in an emergency.

He bent over to take a closer look at her. Green eyes... spitting image of Yosuga. "Neat trick on your back. How did you do that? ✩" His index finger pokes her forehead. He's suddenly remembering the last person as young as her who was unfortunate enough to cross him.

Well... that doesn't need to happen this time, does it?
hemoeroticism: (✪ ➡ Are painted in blood)

[personal profile] hemoeroticism 2013-03-13 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Ahh, typical little one. He stands back up straight, frowning, and brought his scar-covered hand to his chin. "Ahh, well, that depends on who you ask. Everyone's bad to someone, right? ✩"

Her spikes have been out this entire time. It's possible she doesn't know how to control it yet; very few people did upon first discovering their Branch of Sin. Wretched Egg didn't either, and, well... a lot of people died. Poisoned beak indeed.

"You know, you're not the only one whose blood can do things like that. If you ask nicely, I'll show you how to make those spikes go away. ✩"
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[personal profile] hemoeroticism 2013-03-13 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not everyone can like you," Hagire replies with a shrug. Poor thing was scared out of her wits. In a brief moment, he was reminded of Shiro, before the awakening of the Wretched Egg. "So not everyone will think you're good. See how that works? ✩"

He's trying to confuse her on purpose, even if what he says is 100% true. "Do you want my help or not?"
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[personal profile] hemoeroticism 2013-03-13 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Now, now, no need to make this difficult," he begins closing the distance. "Because you'll only end up dying if you don't realize how that works. It's called a 'Branch of Sin.' Would I be that bad of a guy if all I wanted to do was help you stay alive? ✩"

If she kept backing up, she'd eventually hit the wall. And that might be a bit painful for her, if she hasn't even figured out how to pull her blood back into her body yet. "Come on... unless you think the Wretched Egg or Hummingbird would be more willing. ✩"

Spoiler alert: They almost certainly wouldn't. Unless Hummingbird is serious about the moe act.

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savarin: (non mais...!)

don't mind me, I'm not good at prose...

[personal profile] savarin 2013-03-13 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
[The first thing Red notices is that the voice sounded young. Very young, like a child, and definitely distressed. Fearing the worst, the dog-man vaults into his robot and heads out into the halls, searching for the source of the voice.]

Hey, who's there?! What's goin' on?

[Red doesn't know much about the tower yet, but what he does know is that monsters roam the floors at night, even in the dorm halls themselves. If the administrators were so cruel as to bring a child here, and said child was in danger...]

[He speeds up the robot, trying not to imagine what could happen if he didn't find the kid quickly.]


Say somethin'!
savarin: (✈la lumière de l'aube)

/o/;

[personal profile] savarin 2013-03-13 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm a friend! Are you safe?

[Where's that voice coming from? It's getting closer, at least... Red nearly passes by Yotsuba entirely because she's so small, but a flash of green out of the corner of his eyes makes him turn back. Have a dog-man riding a giant robot.]

Hey, kid! Are you the one who was shoutin'? You doin' okay?

[He's surveying the area for monsters, not finding any just yet... but perhaps they could be invisible or lurking around corners. If this child was in danger, he needed to get her out of trouble and fast.]
savarin: (✈un dessin sans contour)

No worries! :3

[personal profile] savarin 2013-03-14 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[...what]

[Red just... looks them over. Spikes, made of some kind of red material, protruding from the back of this little girl. The fact that a kid this young was even here in the tower was enough to rile Red up, but letting something like this happen...]


I got no idea. Does it hurt? Are ya feelin' weird at all?

[Maybe it's best to get a closer look. Red hops out of the robot, approaching the little girl's back. Now that he really looks at the spikes, it almost looks like they're made of... blood?]

Listen, what were ya doin' when this happened? That's important!

:D

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taintedwhite: (TheRedMan)

Forward dated to after everyone else because well... TW: Violence and death of chibi

[personal profile] taintedwhite 2013-03-14 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
As she would turn around, Yotsuba would find herself facing an albino girl with a wide grin on her face. Except that this grin wasn't exactly reassuring. Quite the opposite in fact.

"Why hello~ Looks like someone found one of my little gifts~"

And by that she meant the red crystals that poisoned poor Yotsuba's food.
taintedwhite: (WretchedEggYouHaveNoIdea~)

True! WE is a TW on her own. But there should be a Cuteness Warning for Yotsuba ;)

[personal profile] taintedwhite 2013-03-14 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Aww... Do bad people give out gifts~?"

Bad person was probably the greatest understatement ever in Wretched Egg's case.
taintedwhite: (WretchedEggSideGlance)

<333

[personal profile] taintedwhite 2013-03-14 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you a bad person? ...Because I've always heard nice people thank you when you offer them gifts~"

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[personal profile] fiesta_de_los_muertos 2013-03-14 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Aradia had kept a close eye on Yotsuba since she met her. She was more than just a little concerned about such a young girl being in the tower all by her own. And encountering her on the steps now it seems that her concern was valid, as she sees Yotsuba looking more distraught than ever.

"Yotsuba?"

She puts her hand on Yotsuba's shoulder, not yet noticing the spikes on the girl's back.

"What's wrong?"
fiesta_de_los_muertos: (o)

I COULD'VE SWORN I HAD REPLIED TO THIS I'M SORRY

[personal profile] fiesta_de_los_muertos 2013-03-18 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
She's pretty sure spikes are not normal for humans.

"Spikes? Where?"
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[personal profile] fiesta_de_los_muertos 2013-03-22 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, yes that's definitely not normal.

"What happened? Does it hurt!?"

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