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towerofanimus2013-04-21 10:31 pm
concept_killer) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-21 10:31 pm
Entry tags:
[partially open]
Characters: 1st Part: Satsujinki and those he killed. 2nd Part: Satsujinki and OPEN
Setting: Floor Twenty-Five and Cafeteria
Format: Open to any format
Summary: Satsujinki takes responsibility for what he's done under the influence of brain washing. With that, he is trying to continue as normal
Warnings: None
[Closed/Floor 25]
[Did he feel bad? Yes. Completely and utterly. But Satsujinki didn't let it bother him. That was how he had always lived his life and he wouldn't start letting things drag him down now. He was taking responsibility for his actions, even if they were out of his control. When he was just eight years old, he was taught that as long as he regretted what happened, tried to make up for it, and made sure that it didn't happen again, everything would be okay. That was just the nature of his abilities. Thankfully, in any situation he had been in, those he regretting killing always had a way of coming back to life. He'd count himself lucky on that.
But he had sent out a note to every one that he could remember. It said to meet him here on Floor 25. To be fair, he didn't know if he had gotten everyone's attention. On top of that, they might not even listen to his request, which meant he'd have to find them later. He was prepared for that.
Yes, waiting near the entrance to the floor, he was certainly prepared for the worst.]
[Open/Cafeteria]
[For someone who had just been through what was possibly the worst time in his entire life, he was certainly taking it easy.
Did the phantom pain of all of it still linger? Yes. But Satsujinki was used to living on the brink of sanity. Another large dose in his life hurried him closer to the end but he stood firm. His mind was already prepared for the kind of trauma it went through, mental walls already hard versus foreign invasion.
Which was why he was cooking. Considering the fact that others often wanted food not supplied by this place, Satsujinki made sure that there was extra. That way, if anyone asked, he would have enough to share. Not that there was a lot of variety. Meat aaaaaaaand...meat. But it was better than what was already available.
Feel free to take what he's already set to the side or just wonder how he can cook without actually seeing what's going on.]
Setting: Floor Twenty-Five and Cafeteria
Format: Open to any format
Summary: Satsujinki takes responsibility for what he's done under the influence of brain washing. With that, he is trying to continue as normal
Warnings: None
[Closed/Floor 25]
[Did he feel bad? Yes. Completely and utterly. But Satsujinki didn't let it bother him. That was how he had always lived his life and he wouldn't start letting things drag him down now. He was taking responsibility for his actions, even if they were out of his control. When he was just eight years old, he was taught that as long as he regretted what happened, tried to make up for it, and made sure that it didn't happen again, everything would be okay. That was just the nature of his abilities. Thankfully, in any situation he had been in, those he regretting killing always had a way of coming back to life. He'd count himself lucky on that.
But he had sent out a note to every one that he could remember. It said to meet him here on Floor 25. To be fair, he didn't know if he had gotten everyone's attention. On top of that, they might not even listen to his request, which meant he'd have to find them later. He was prepared for that.
Yes, waiting near the entrance to the floor, he was certainly prepared for the worst.]
[Open/Cafeteria]
[For someone who had just been through what was possibly the worst time in his entire life, he was certainly taking it easy.
Did the phantom pain of all of it still linger? Yes. But Satsujinki was used to living on the brink of sanity. Another large dose in his life hurried him closer to the end but he stood firm. His mind was already prepared for the kind of trauma it went through, mental walls already hard versus foreign invasion.
Which was why he was cooking. Considering the fact that others often wanted food not supplied by this place, Satsujinki made sure that there was extra. That way, if anyone asked, he would have enough to share. Not that there was a lot of variety. Meat aaaaaaaand...meat. But it was better than what was already available.
Feel free to take what he's already set to the side or just wonder how he can cook without actually seeing what's going on.]