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I would never dream of such a thing. If you said no, I would honor your answer.
As for the story -
There was a girl who lived in a small town. Her parents had to leave, so they left their daughter home alone with their dog. She was told to lock all the windows and doors. She obliged later in the evening, long after her family had departed.
One window in the basement was broken and wouldn't latch completely. She struggled to shut it, but managed, though it remained unlocked. She gave it no mind, after all -
There's only her neighbor nearby. Someone she had known from birth. Nothing ever happens in a sleepy, small town like this one.
At midnight, she fell asleep with her beloved companion. All is well. Sweet dreams and peaceful nights are all she knows.
At 3:00 AM, she awakens to the sound of dripping.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The sink had been broken for some time. Worked sometimes, not others. Due to her exhaustion, she ignored it. However, something made her uneasy.
Something beyond the drip, drip, drip.
She let her hand fall over the edge of bed, and her dog, sensing distress, licked it for reassurance.
She woke at 4:00 AM to the continuous drip. The dog licked her hand again.
At 6:30 AM, the girl awoke to her parents pulling up to the house. She walked to the bathroom, but on her way, she saw her dog outside. Chained to a tree.
In her bathroom, strung up in the shower curtain and dangling like a piece of meat in a butcher shop was her neighbor.
It wasn't water. It was blood hitting the pristine tile.
She screamed, and returned to her room out of fear, waiting for her parents to save her.
As she went to hide under her bed, a small piece of paper fluttered out from it, as if thrown, and written in hasty, bloody scrawl was -
Humans can lick too.
As for the story -
There was a girl who lived in a small town. Her parents had to leave, so they left their daughter home alone with their dog. She was told to lock all the windows and doors. She obliged later in the evening, long after her family had departed.
One window in the basement was broken and wouldn't latch completely. She struggled to shut it, but managed, though it remained unlocked. She gave it no mind, after all -
There's only her neighbor nearby. Someone she had known from birth. Nothing ever happens in a sleepy, small town like this one.
At midnight, she fell asleep with her beloved companion. All is well. Sweet dreams and peaceful nights are all she knows.
At 3:00 AM, she awakens to the sound of dripping.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The sink had been broken for some time. Worked sometimes, not others. Due to her exhaustion, she ignored it. However, something made her uneasy.
Something beyond the drip, drip, drip.
She let her hand fall over the edge of bed, and her dog, sensing distress, licked it for reassurance.
She woke at 4:00 AM to the continuous drip. The dog licked her hand again.
At 6:30 AM, the girl awoke to her parents pulling up to the house. She walked to the bathroom, but on her way, she saw her dog outside. Chained to a tree.
In her bathroom, strung up in the shower curtain and dangling like a piece of meat in a butcher shop was her neighbor.
It wasn't water. It was blood hitting the pristine tile.
She screamed, and returned to her room out of fear, waiting for her parents to save her.
As she went to hide under her bed, a small piece of paper fluttered out from it, as if thrown, and written in hasty, bloody scrawl was -
Humans can lick too.
I don't disagree.
Frankly, it felt like the consciousness of another eating itself alive or trying to expel an intruder. Perhaps staying long enough would have freed us.
I wonder if a palace can destroy itself, through an uncontrollable distortion or from distorted desires being recognized.
There wasn't enough time to confirm anything, but perhaps a wish could bring us back.
Frankly, it felt like the consciousness of another eating itself alive or trying to expel an intruder. Perhaps staying long enough would have freed us.
I wonder if a palace can destroy itself, through an uncontrollable distortion or from distorted desires being recognized.
There wasn't enough time to confirm anything, but perhaps a wish could bring us back.
No, not as things stand.
But it's an option to note should we become desperate for a solution and find out our borrowed time in this reality was far less than we could have ever imagined.
After all, if it's a choice between certain death and a risky scheme, most would choose the latter.
But it's an option to note should we become desperate for a solution and find out our borrowed time in this reality was far less than we could have ever imagined.
After all, if it's a choice between certain death and a risky scheme, most would choose the latter.
You're mistaken. Perhaps due to this world's influence, or a distortion of your own abilities.
[There is no other persona and Loki-
Wants to rip out of his heart - run wild and free to a boy that called it forth to battle. Akechi isn't so easily swayed, despite the wrath crawling up his body - up his spine, against his skull.
He attacks with Kouga - blessed light moving to hit the demon in Kazuya's thrall.]
Robin Hood is my power. My only skill. A persona isn't a demon and will manifest differently - it stands behind me, because it is part of me. If you're implying it has fear, that has nothing to do with it.
[There is no other persona and Loki-
Wants to rip out of his heart - run wild and free to a boy that called it forth to battle. Akechi isn't so easily swayed, despite the wrath crawling up his body - up his spine, against his skull.
He attacks with Kouga - blessed light moving to hit the demon in Kazuya's thrall.]
Robin Hood is my power. My only skill. A persona isn't a demon and will manifest differently - it stands behind me, because it is part of me. If you're implying it has fear, that has nothing to do with it.
[The Kouga hits Culebre, and the demon on him screeches and writhes momentarily before taking flight, though it still doesn't attack. Or rather, it doesn't attack yet.
The spell leaves a bad taste in the air, and one he's familiar with, strangely enough. It's not exactly his favourite thing in the world, for obvious reasons. Why then, would Loki group together with a guy who has access to that type of magic?]
Robin Hood, huh? Not the weirdest demon I've seen. Call it a "Persona" all you want, but all I see is a demon that's getting between me and what I want. Though I suggest you don't use that same spell again, or I'll start having a problem with you.
[And that very much is a threat, and the way his entire demeanor shifts gives that much away instantly. He wasn't refering to Robin Hood cowering behind Akechi, more that Loki was, in the metaphorical sense.
It could still be seen that way, though.]
Call Loki out here, right now. I know you're hiding him.
The spell leaves a bad taste in the air, and one he's familiar with, strangely enough. It's not exactly his favourite thing in the world, for obvious reasons. Why then, would Loki group together with a guy who has access to that type of magic?]
Robin Hood, huh? Not the weirdest demon I've seen. Call it a "Persona" all you want, but all I see is a demon that's getting between me and what I want. Though I suggest you don't use that same spell again, or I'll start having a problem with you.
[And that very much is a threat, and the way his entire demeanor shifts gives that much away instantly. He wasn't refering to Robin Hood cowering behind Akechi, more that Loki was, in the metaphorical sense.
It could still be seen that way, though.]
Call Loki out here, right now. I know you're hiding him.
[This-
Is interesting. A side of Kazuya unseen on the network or in person. A grudge, a vendetta - it's present and noticeable.
Akechi doesn't relent - notes the attack working. Notes the screech of the creature that sends a shiver through his body. Makes him feel alive. Content.
Loki isn't content. Wants out. Wants to rip it apart with Akechi.
Robin Hood remains ever dutiful behind him and Akechi presses a hand to his hip, watches the display with feigned ease.
Kouga targets the demon again. Appears in the air around them and strikes,]
I don't hide anything - why would I? If you're so sure there's another entity inside me, drag it out yourself.
Is interesting. A side of Kazuya unseen on the network or in person. A grudge, a vendetta - it's present and noticeable.
Akechi doesn't relent - notes the attack working. Notes the screech of the creature that sends a shiver through his body. Makes him feel alive. Content.
Loki isn't content. Wants out. Wants to rip it apart with Akechi.
Robin Hood remains ever dutiful behind him and Akechi presses a hand to his hip, watches the display with feigned ease.
Kouga targets the demon again. Appears in the air around them and strikes,]
I don't hide anything - why would I? If you're so sure there's another entity inside me, drag it out yourself.
Fantasy is nothing like reality. With a career like mine, you tend to not feel anything after a certain amount of time, and that type of entertainment is almost dull. Immersion is meaningless when it mimics day to day work. I doubt anything BB-san could muster up would scare me.
You, on the other hand -
Perhaps you should request it to toughen up.
You, on the other hand -
Perhaps you should request it to toughen up.
imagine there is a woman
the most beautiful girl in all the land
it's her wedding day and everyone in the castle is prepared
dressed finely and full of excitement
there is also a cake
but
oops!
she forgot to find a groom
luckily a handsome but clueless bespectacled man stumbles in
the woman is immediately charmed by his awkward stammering
she demands he marry her at once
but he's too nervous!! maybe he has never kissed a girl
the woman will not take no for an answer
it's love at first sight
what should four eyes do?
the most beautiful girl in all the land
it's her wedding day and everyone in the castle is prepared
dressed finely and full of excitement
there is also a cake
but
oops!
she forgot to find a groom
luckily a handsome but clueless bespectacled man stumbles in
the woman is immediately charmed by his awkward stammering
she demands he marry her at once
but he's too nervous!! maybe he has never kissed a girl
the woman will not take no for an answer
it's love at first sight
what should four eyes do?
[This time, both Kazuya and the dragon are ready. Kazuya won't attack Akechi outright, but his demon? That's on the metaphorical menu. Culebre dodges the attack- mostly, the bless attack glancing off of it's scales as it flaps backwards in an attempt to dodge.
It's hurt, but not as much as the direct hit from before. And Kazuya narrows his eyes further.]
Just like you didn't hid that you had powers? Just like you didn't hide that demon of your own?
[He laughs, and it's more amused than anything. He'll get to Loki even if he has to do what Akechi says and drag the demon out kicking and screaming.
A snap of his fingers, and something shimmers over both Kazuya and Culebre. A Shield All, something to reflect the damage from the bless spells he very much dislikes.]
Tear that demon apart.
[He's never once denied his dislike of demons. He'd kill them himself if they'd gotten in his way. And now this one is, and whether or not it's at Akechi's behest is irrelevant. It's in the way, and it needs to be removed.
Culebre launches a volley of ice this time, body twisting in the sky in an almost hypnotic, dance like fashion, wings flaring with each strike. An Ice Dance, to retaliate against the Kouga, though none of the spells are aimed at Akechi himself.
For now.]
It's hurt, but not as much as the direct hit from before. And Kazuya narrows his eyes further.]
Just like you didn't hid that you had powers? Just like you didn't hide that demon of your own?
[He laughs, and it's more amused than anything. He'll get to Loki even if he has to do what Akechi says and drag the demon out kicking and screaming.
A snap of his fingers, and something shimmers over both Kazuya and Culebre. A Shield All, something to reflect the damage from the bless spells he very much dislikes.]
Tear that demon apart.
[He's never once denied his dislike of demons. He'd kill them himself if they'd gotten in his way. And now this one is, and whether or not it's at Akechi's behest is irrelevant. It's in the way, and it needs to be removed.
Culebre launches a volley of ice this time, body twisting in the sky in an almost hypnotic, dance like fashion, wings flaring with each strike. An Ice Dance, to retaliate against the Kouga, though none of the spells are aimed at Akechi himself.
For now.]
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