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towerofanimus2013-08-14 08:59 am
lightofhumanity) wrote in towerofanimus2013-08-14 08:59 am
Entry tags:
In Vita Mea
Characters: chaos and you!
Setting: The 12th in the mailroom, The 13th on the 81st floor, wherever you wish on the 14th, and the Graveyard on the 15th.
Format: I'm starting in prose, but I'll match you.
Summary: After getting his 'wonderful' gift, chaos has to deal with his shadow children, who eventually drain on him, leading to his eventual death in the Graveyard on the Fifteenth.
Warning: The usual angst for this event and character death.
chaos hadn't wanted to look into the minds of his shadow children ever since he first saw what lurked in the mind of Shadow Mary. He didn't know if what he saw or if these children weren't an illusion, so he kept hoping that they were as he went about his daily routine for the Tower, which included checking his mailbox. However, he stopped dead in his feet when he saw what was in said mailbox. Mary Magdalene's belt, all tied up to form a noose, even though simple suffication alone wouldn't kill him. Trying to stay calm, chaos pulled the belt out of the box..but that was when his shadow children decided to speak.
"That's a wonderful gift for you. If you hadn't existed, I might still be alive. Earth might still be around. It would be much better for everyone if you didn't exist." chaos opened his mouth to reply to Shadow Mary..but was cut off by an entirely different shadow before he could.
"I might have actually been able to live a normal life too. Or one where I managed to accomplish something. You had to be saved before I could manage to do something for the universe. It really is terrible, you know." chaos bit his lip at Shadow Nephilim's words and closed his mailbox before going onto the stairs, his shadows following him as he went. He needed to get away, find a private place where he could weep over their words and untie the noose. Illusion or not, those words stung..partially because he knew that they were half-true..except for Nephilim's. Sadly, he did not know what she was talking about, and that saddened him.
While he had managed to untie Mary's belt and wore it everywhere, his mind was still pretty lost and messy, so he had come here to think and ateempt to calm down. chaos usually stargazed to calm his mind, even though the stars were false. After all, even false stars could be soothing..but the voices of his shadow crowd prevented him from fully enjoying them.
Shadow Shion spat at him, saying that it was a shame that he was too afraid to tell her the truth, or else they might have been able to do some good for their universe before this happened, and Allen kept whispering in his ear, saying that it would have been nice if he had been able to get through to Shion without hurting her..but now he wouldn't ever have that chance, thanks to him. Jr. commented that chaos shouldn't have bothered saving him if this was how it was going to all turn out, and Wilhelm calmly said that he was worried, something that would have unnerved chaos normally.
However, chaos simply bit his lip and clenched his fists, trying to calm his mind and shut them out..even though it was almost impossible to do so.
Since his tactic from yesterday had pretty much failed, chaos would be wandering around the Tower, sometimes teleporting places, sometimes not, in an attempt to shake off the shadows. Whether they were illusion or not didn't matter now. All that mattered was that their words cut into him like a knife, and if he heard much more, he would break down and weep again. However..he did notice that his collar color was draining as he did so and knew that he would probably die if something wasn't done..but like before, in his own universe, he couldn't think of anything to do, and that just pained him even more.
chaos..was exhausted. Judging by the color on his collar, he was probably going to die by having his soul fly out of his body, but even if he wasn't, he wanted to fall asleep and die near where his friends graves were, even though they kept speaking to him as he slowly made his way down to the graveyard. When he made it there though, they all became very quiet. Whether it was because he was finally going to die or because they hadn't gotten a single vocal response from him was unknown..but chaos appreciated the quiet as he found the makeshift plot of land he had planted thirteen pieces of wood back in December, curled up in front of Mary's grave, and started to fall asleep as he heard her speak.
"Good. So you're finally going to die."
Setting: The 12th in the mailroom, The 13th on the 81st floor, wherever you wish on the 14th, and the Graveyard on the 15th.
Format: I'm starting in prose, but I'll match you.
Summary: After getting his 'wonderful' gift, chaos has to deal with his shadow children, who eventually drain on him, leading to his eventual death in the Graveyard on the Fifteenth.
Warning: The usual angst for this event and character death.
chaos hadn't wanted to look into the minds of his shadow children ever since he first saw what lurked in the mind of Shadow Mary. He didn't know if what he saw or if these children weren't an illusion, so he kept hoping that they were as he went about his daily routine for the Tower, which included checking his mailbox. However, he stopped dead in his feet when he saw what was in said mailbox. Mary Magdalene's belt, all tied up to form a noose, even though simple suffication alone wouldn't kill him. Trying to stay calm, chaos pulled the belt out of the box..but that was when his shadow children decided to speak.
"That's a wonderful gift for you. If you hadn't existed, I might still be alive. Earth might still be around. It would be much better for everyone if you didn't exist." chaos opened his mouth to reply to Shadow Mary..but was cut off by an entirely different shadow before he could.
"I might have actually been able to live a normal life too. Or one where I managed to accomplish something. You had to be saved before I could manage to do something for the universe. It really is terrible, you know." chaos bit his lip at Shadow Nephilim's words and closed his mailbox before going onto the stairs, his shadows following him as he went. He needed to get away, find a private place where he could weep over their words and untie the noose. Illusion or not, those words stung..partially because he knew that they were half-true..except for Nephilim's. Sadly, he did not know what she was talking about, and that saddened him.
While he had managed to untie Mary's belt and wore it everywhere, his mind was still pretty lost and messy, so he had come here to think and ateempt to calm down. chaos usually stargazed to calm his mind, even though the stars were false. After all, even false stars could be soothing..but the voices of his shadow crowd prevented him from fully enjoying them.
Shadow Shion spat at him, saying that it was a shame that he was too afraid to tell her the truth, or else they might have been able to do some good for their universe before this happened, and Allen kept whispering in his ear, saying that it would have been nice if he had been able to get through to Shion without hurting her..but now he wouldn't ever have that chance, thanks to him. Jr. commented that chaos shouldn't have bothered saving him if this was how it was going to all turn out, and Wilhelm calmly said that he was worried, something that would have unnerved chaos normally.
However, chaos simply bit his lip and clenched his fists, trying to calm his mind and shut them out..even though it was almost impossible to do so.
Since his tactic from yesterday had pretty much failed, chaos would be wandering around the Tower, sometimes teleporting places, sometimes not, in an attempt to shake off the shadows. Whether they were illusion or not didn't matter now. All that mattered was that their words cut into him like a knife, and if he heard much more, he would break down and weep again. However..he did notice that his collar color was draining as he did so and knew that he would probably die if something wasn't done..but like before, in his own universe, he couldn't think of anything to do, and that just pained him even more.
chaos..was exhausted. Judging by the color on his collar, he was probably going to die by having his soul fly out of his body, but even if he wasn't, he wanted to fall asleep and die near where his friends graves were, even though they kept speaking to him as he slowly made his way down to the graveyard. When he made it there though, they all became very quiet. Whether it was because he was finally going to die or because they hadn't gotten a single vocal response from him was unknown..but chaos appreciated the quiet as he found the makeshift plot of land he had planted thirteen pieces of wood back in December, curled up in front of Mary's grave, and started to fall asleep as he heard her speak.
"Good. So you're finally going to die."
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"I myself agree..and thus, you, I, and several other people in the Tower are in quite a bit of pain."
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This time, Shadow Wilhelm spoke calmly to chaos. "Salvation does not exist now, Yeshua. With our universe destroyed, the others shall soon follow. This is impossible to avoid."
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"Is that right?"
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"What about us, Yeshua?! You abandoned all of us to our fates!" Shadow Mary screamed at him again, so while chaos smiled a little as he made that comment, it quickly fell again.
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That wasn't the end of it though. "You're not such a bad guy yourself."
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"You are welcome..and I am glad to hear that you think that of me, despite my joking with you."