Welcome To Our Mansion. [Horror RP!]

[BlueWolf101]

.:Z:.

"Oh, I can wait." She smiled at her boss impishly, curious about what this "proposition" could be. She half-hoped it would be about the finale, because she wanted a part of that and didn't want to just sit back and watch. Her gaze slid over towards Jasper as he spoke. He looked awful, weak and injured. Not to mention brainwashed again. It disgusted Z to even look at him as he reverted back to his lap dog self, but she couldn't help but hurt a little herself. It was sad to see him get injured, he was the "big, bad, scary Jasper" that everyone feared or hated, but Z didn't see him that way. It was almost as if she was looking into the eyes of a child, lost and alone in the world, following whomever could make them feel okay again. She wanted to run over to him, grab his hands within hers, and tell him that even if he chose to stay with Charles, she wanted to be right beside him always.

.:Kenai:.

The male just stared at Teela as she worked, as if her words passed right over his head. He didn't know he was supposed to help Evan, he didn't even know how he could with only one usable hand. His tendons were surely cut, so even if someone here stitched his arm up, he wouldn't be able to use it for a long while. He glanced over at Sendo, his eyes narrowing slightly before he released a little chuckle.
"Hey, Sendo, ah... can you help me out with my arm? I'll owe you."​

 

[Lolipup]

.: Charles :.

"Leaving me would be your worst choice, my boy.." Charles reassured Jasper in his own way, although the words came out sounding more manipulative than the old man would of liked, he finished up cleaning the wounds and then reaching out to the seated servant, the old man grasped Jasper's shoulder using the other as ground to get up so he wouldn't strain his back further.

"I can't choose everything for you, so I'll leave the decision up to you, although I hate seeing you injured like this, Jasper.. it's very unsightly, not to mention the wounded look doesn't suit you at all."

Charles cracked a wide grin as he turned towards Z, shrugging as he commented.
"Wouldn't you agree? it doesn't suit him.."

After he was done messing with the two, Charles gathered up his scythe from the side of the couch where he lazily sat it, and began dragging the weapon across the floor as he made his way towards the door.

"For now, The finale is due... I hate to remind you two, but we have vermin and cattle within our mansion, I believe it's about time to go all out and exterminate them..
That being said, I don't care what methods you use, I won't even complain if I happen to lose some of my limbs.
In fact, The only thing my aging heart is set upon is our victory, we must wipe them out and then flee this mansion, I fear our time is running short this time around, this game has spiraled out of my control, and if we are too late that fate should frown down onto us... well, I believe that ending speaks volumes for itself, doesn't it? " Charles explained slowly so the two could understand him.

But the old man wasn't really acting like himself, his confidence replaced with doubts,
His determination only powered by his sheer pride that wouldn't let him give up and run away.
The battle that someone would face if they choose to follow this senile man promised nothing in return, yet the cruel reality they would face if they choose to try to escape without attempting to even out the numbers would prove fruitless, finishing this once and for all seemed like the only logical possibility for their escape to become a reality.

.: Shinohara :.

Slowly the S.W.A.T member lifted his walkie talkie to his mouth, his fingers trembling as they pressed down onto the button as the static noise rang out from the device, Shinohara was about to make an announcement that betrayed everything he believed in, however the man couldn't bring himself to care as he made his announcement.

"Charles is to be taken into our custody... I want him alive, however I do not care for any external injuries you want to inflict upon him, that senile man deserves to lose a limb or two... and I'll be more than happy to take charge of ripping his own arms from him, I am currently unarmed but pay it no mind, I'm trained and know how to handle myself in situations that I must fight without baring arms.." Shinohara mumbled, sounding dazed and incoherent as he spoke into the walkie talkie.

"Your locations, if you could, I would like to regroup as soon as possible.. I fear that if I don't, I'm going to lose my mind soon enough..haha.." Shinohara softly let out a chuckle, the tone sounding of a broken man that was trying to force himself to stay sane.

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[Taka]

Sendo Senkusha ~

Sendo snapped back to reality when Kenai asked for his help. "Ah... yes, of course." he said, shaking his head to dismiss his negative thoughts. He grabbed a few of the first-aid supplies out of the nearby kit and set to work fixing Kenai's wounds, knowing now wasn't exactly the time to be thinking about whether it was right or wrong to feel the way he did about Koizumi. He felt a little better at the realization that it didn't really matter either way, as long as he protected Mahiru, he would be content. After the investigators were all fixed up, they would be able to find the missing members of their group, and that meant they could finally locate Koizumi--it wouldn't be long before his patience might be rewarded.

Although an anxiety grew inside him that couldn't be cured until he saw Mahiru's face. A fear of the unknown tugged away at him, threatening the hope he harbored that the girl was alright.

Sendo's distraction couldn't have gone unnoticed either, with his fluctuation in medical skill at every different thought, he had to be causing Kenai some pain. "I'm sorry, I'm usually better at this..." he apologized, attempting to focus more of his attention on what he was doing.

"So, do you have any sort of family waiting for you outside of this place?" Sendo asked suddenly in hopes that striking up conversation would help keep his mind off things.

 

[Money Hunter]

the hype is real

 

[Lolipup]

the hype is real

(Ah, I'm happy there is hype at least~ <3

Also I noticed you tend to like commenting on this, however I would ask you to please use brackets like I am now, if you want to comment. ^^ it looks a lot more smooth on the thread. <3)

 

[Taka]

(Guys, guys, I can't contain all this anticipation--we need to continue! We're so close to the end~)

 

[Myst]

(I've been so busy yesterday. I'll try getting a post out when I come back from school later today.)

 

[Myst]

Now that Jasper had been patched up, he rested himself against the couch in such a way that he was almost lying down. With a yawn, he replied, "I'll be joining you, don't worry. I've spent far too much time alone in the past few days. I could use a bit of help." The couch had felt so nice and warm at that moment that the young boy couldn't help but doze off right then and there. It might have been for the best as he hadn't slept that much during this whole game. Some sleep might help him heal, as well.

Evan gave a small smile. "I'm sorry, miss, but I don't seem to know what's going on. Most of my injuries could be internal, for all I know. That other man, Jasper, seemed to have broken a few bones of mine but I'm not exactly too sure on which ones... or if there even is a possibility of treating them. And no, I don't appear to have any bullet wounds but I'd like to thank you for the concern."

 

[BlueWolf101]

.:Z:.

"As... traitorous as you'd like to call me, boss, I'm going to see this through to the end. On the better team, anyway."
Z winked slightly at the old man as if reassuring him that this team was the better team, before she turned towards Jasper, watching the exhausted man with a sigh. He really was falling apart, mentally and physically. If his lack of sleep affected him this much, she wondered how he ever got through these games before. In fact, Z felt her lack of sleep made her more energetic, and regardless of the dark, heavy circles under her eyes, she thought she looked great. A little discombobulated, maybe, and probably insane, but that was okay with Z. The crazier she looked, the better.

.:Kenai:.

"Ah~ it's okay. I understand you're probably thinking of that girl. She's all you have, right?"
Not intending to pry, Kenai looked up at the male and gave him a small smile.
"Not exactly, my family and I don't really keep in contact. All I have now is my coworkers, and now these guys here..."
He nodded towards the others, before turning his eyes back towards Sendo. It was strange, Kenai never thought about his family anymore, and it wasn't until now that he realized everyone here, excluding Charles and his gang, were Kenai's friends now. It felt weird to Kenai, he felt warm, and he liked it.​

 

[KittyKittyBoo]

"Yeah, I don't know if I could fix up broken bones without cutting you open. And even if I were to do that, I would probably end up killing you. Stupid Charles took out my good eye..." I muttered, tying off the last cut. "Tell me where it hurts." I murmured, poking his arm, then his shoulders, then his chest. "I certainly hope I don't have any family waiting for me. They were never very nice..." I mumbled, rubbing my scarred arm.

 

[Taka]

Sendo Senkusha ~

"You've got me there." Sendo replied with a chuckle, realizing it was probably useless by now to hide that he liked Koizumi. "Well, I do have the investigators, and... Teela, I think." he felt a little silly admitting that the investigators and the maid had all grown on him, and it said a lot about his past that he would consider them closer than anyone else he knew, aside from Mahiru. "The only family I have left is my father, but he really isn't worth talking about. I suppose the best I can say is that if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be where I am right now. Of course, I haven't decided yet if that's a good thing." Sendo said, feeling he should mention his own family after the others spoke of theirs.

Just then, Shinohara's voice sounded from the walkie-talkie in his pocket. Pulling it out, he listened intently to what the man had to say. Once he'd heard all of it, he wasted no time in making a reply. "Kenai, Evan, Teela and myself are currently in the Servant's Quarters. We have yet to find Koizumi and Yuki, and the other investigator who entered with you ran off somewhere." he explained. Though it wasn't the most uplifting status report, Sendo was relieved to know that Shinohara was alright. "Oh, and Shinohara? It's good to hear from you." he added, letting the man know had been concerned.

 

[ethre]

(( hi!! <3 eep, lolipup's down with a really bad fever, so she might not be able to post for a couple of days - please bear with us! ;w;/) thank you for patiently waiting, and we're super sorry that you have to wait just a bit longer. </3 ))

 

[ethre]

Nagito Komaeda

The boy could barely make out another figure as he approached the entrance to the mansion. The door was open - meaning he could just escape then and there to get out of this filthy mansion. It wasn't pleasant at all, and it was now simply filled with bad memories and things he'd wanted to forget. But for now, he had a duty to carry out. He felt that there was a strange.. hole, or maybe to be exact, a void feeling creeping up inside of him, as if it were trying to tell him something. He didn't understand it much - after all, he hadn't felt it in years - the last time he's lived through it was the death of his parents. He should be happy now. He should be happy to have gotten rid of a burden to him- no, a burden to hope itself.

Komaeda felt he needed something to distract him from now from these thoughts, trying to catch up with the figure in the distance, making it out to be a girl who seemed to be chasing after something. He did hear faint steps in the distance, which he soon found out to belong to Mahiru when he'd gotten a better angle. The boy felt like he's seen this other person before, though. He pushed out all of the thoughts in his mind, trying to find a connection to this girl somewhere. Perhaps he'd witnessed someone calling her or he'd simply seen her around, but he couldn't put his finger on it. "Ahh! You're Yuki-chan, aren't you?" Komaeda asked, looking a bit too happy to see her, despite the fact that he'd just taken someone's life. The boy, even with how eager he was to see the other, stayed a safe distance away from the girl.

"I honestly didn't think that I could recall where I saw you.. I believe I was having trouble because you harbor no special talent whatsoever - no good talent at all that could help us achieve an ultimate hope, none! Oh! You're almost as useless as me! Do you think there's any way at all for you to help anyone? Is there? Is there any way that anyone would be able to squeeze even a drop of hope from you? Would there even be any point in trying? Are you fated to sink to the depths of despair, too, like all of the others who were weak enough to die? Ahh, offerings do have to be made in order to achieve hope though, right? You'd make a perfect one, don't you think? A human with absolutely no value!" the boy rambled, clutching himself to contain his excitement from saying something so brutal.

 

[Taka]

(( Oh no, I hope she feels better soon! Fevers are not fun. ;w; ))

Yuki Shiro ~

Yuki was having quite a bit of trouble keeping up with Koizumi as the girl darted through the halls, and her leg was beginning to hurt from all this running. She'd almost forgotten she had the injury before now, but it was making her fall behind. Just then, she noticed that someone else was here when she was called by name. "Oh? Um... yes, that's me." she answered shyly, noting that the someone was Komaeda, who she remembered from the meeting. She recognized him as one of the killers Charles spoke to, and she felt her gut tighten at the thought. "You're... Komaeda..." she said in a low voice, firmly gripping the gun she held with caution as she heard him begin on a strange rant. He called her worthless, incapable of providing hope, ideas that had been in the depths of her mind since this all started. She hadn't been a help to anyone, had she? Was Komaeda making things up, or was he telling it like it was?

"T-that's not true...!" she blurted out, "it... it can't be true... can it?" Yuki felt so unsure of herself now, but she knew she wasn't going to let this killer get the best of her. Pointing the gun upwards at him, she tried to make a serious face to intimidate the man into backing off. "Don't come any closer." she said with a determined look, knowing Komaeda wasn't to be trusted, especially with all the insanity he was spilling out. The girl knew that she wasn't being helpful to many people, but she also knew that by dying, she wouldn't even have a chance to be of assistance to anyone at all.

Her hands shook as she held the weapon, trying to keep it steadily aimed at the boy's chest so she could see his face. Yuki's stance screamed inexperience and fearfulness, but she was serious about shooting him if he tried anything.

 

[ethre]

Nagito Komaeda

Seeing the girl point the gun at him, Komaeda smiled slightly and put his arms up in surrender. "Aah, Yuki-chan, you seem to have gotten the wrong idea! Let's not get too hasty here. But see, all you've done here was follow people around and providing a burden for others, aren't I correct? Now, I'm allowing you to be of use! Wouldn't it be great, when people despair so much at your death that it brings about a great hope to move on and conquer? It's beautiful, isn't it - the beauty of hope! Yes, which is why I must carry it out! I must carry out these demands for an even greater hope to get rid of all despair! Is the price of one, single, worthless life that much? So everyone could prosper over your blood? Nobody cares about you, right, Yuki-chan?" the boy asked, advancing towards the girl slowly but surely with every word. He put his hand on top of the gun to gently lower it, staring the other in her eyes.

"Now, I may sound like a hypocrite - for I myself don't have any use, like you - but at least I know what I'm going to do - I'm going to sow the seeds for a shimmering hope to blossom, and in order to do that, you'd have to die first, right? he asked, a crazed tone in his voice as he put his hand under her chin to make her face him. "That's not so bad, isn't it? Nobody will miss you, so you don't have to worry, Yuki-chan."

 

[Taka]

Yuki Shiro ~

Yuki's heart began to beat faster as Komaeda approached, and she couldn't find the courage to shoot as he lowered the gun she held so tightly. She quivered when she felt his hand on her chin and her eyes darted back and forth as he stared into them. Fear, she felt nothing but fear in his presence.

"It's true..." she started, her voice shaking as she tried to calm herself, "I don't have a lot of skills... a-and I'm a burden lots of times but..." her voice trailed off, leaving silence for a moment. "But my death would make Mr.Shinohara sad! He doesn't want anybody to die, so... if I died... then he would have less hope than before!" she backed away after her outburst, raising the gun again, her fear fading slowly at the thought of Shinohara. "I told you to back off." she said in a serious tone. "And stop talking to me like we're friends--because friends don't try to kill each other!"

Her finger slid down a little, ready to let a bullet go speeding towards the crazed man if he made any sudden movements, or even tried to approach slowly again. She needed to survive, for the sake of everyone else; for the sake of the lives she could save as a doctor when this was over.

 

[ethre]

Nagito Komaeda

The boy was quiet for a moment to process Yuki's words, keeping his hand on her neck and beginning to lightly press on the girl's pulse. The pause was short-lived, however when he started in his breathy, hope-crazed voice again: "Ah, now this is getting interesting! It's nice to witness that rush of hope before someone's life is about to end, when they hope they could escape death! I'm not your friend? Ah, that hurt my feelings, you know: you really ought to be more kind with your words! I'm simply doing what's best for you, and for all the rest of us! Hardly anyone could have benefitted with you being alive, don't you agree? Everyone was getting hurt around you left and right, but you didn't do a thing about it! It's really a shame, you let other people die without providing good help.." Komaeda sighed, pressing his thumb harder into the girl's neck.

"Ah.. Shinohara? He's a fatherly figure, isn't he? Protective, generous, caring.. I could see why you look up to him. But someone with those attributes.. wouldn't they feel obliged to have to help you? He can't help how useless you are or how you can't defend yourself - so it's only natural he'd feel that way. But in reality, you really are just a burden, right? More weight on his shoulders. I can guarantee that his primary reason to visit here was to find Suzuya. And now look, he couldn't protect him because of you. He can't protect his son because of your helplessness," Komaeda pointed out, jabbing his thumb into the girl's neck now and bringing up his free hand.

Komaeda wrapped his hand around her neck, following the same motion with his other hand. It pained him somehow to do it - his other hand didn't match his right at all, actually - it had long fingers and sharp, painted red nails that looked like it belonged to a woman. He cursed this other hand - it was a remnant of despair and he wanted so badly to get rid of it. To someone else, looking at it would look eerie and strange, but that didn't matter now.

"You wouldn't have to feel bad now, right? Now, despite what you've done, you could still provide hope to another even with no value.. isn't that great? All you have to offer is your life!" he grinned, finally cutting off the girl's airways through strangling her.

The boy put all of his frustration and anger into finish this girl - the stresses from the past few days, the worries and the guilt of what he'd just recently committed.. for some reason, he felt if he could squeeze some hope out from Yuki's death, it would fill the void of Suzuya dying. He knows he did nothing wrong, he did what was the right thing to do, to destroy despair. But the other did provide him with the most happy moments he's had in his life. He had hardly even a clue now of where he was: but it didn't matter anymore. He will end despair once and for all, so he would never have to feel this way again.

 

[Taka]

Yuki Shiro~

Yuki's heartbeat only quickened as Komaeda continued, and every second he spent talking drained the hope from her soul as he continued to lash at her with razor sharp words. "That's... not true..." she denied again, refusing to believe that Shinohara hadn't cared. But Komaeda didn't seem to bother listening to her, he kept going, he kept trying to convince her that she was nothing, that Shinohara was only obligated to helping people. She knew that the investigator was a good man though, she saw the sincerity and concern in his eyes; for it was the same look that her own father had whenever he was worried about her.

However, she didn't have time to react when he put both hands on her neck and began to squeeze hard. She opened her mouth in attempt to speak, but the words wouldn't come out--only the soft wheezing from lack of oxygen could be heard from the girl as her vision began to blur. By now, she realized that her end was approaching, she knew that nothing could stop the crazed man from killing her. Yuki regained her grip on the gun in her hand and pulled the trigger weakly, the sound ringing loudly through the barren halls as she closed her eyes for the last time.

Despite the violent means Komaeda had chosen to use, a small smile spread across her face and she mouthed the names of the people in the mansion that had shown her kindness. Starting with Koizumi, then Teela, Sendo and Evan, Kenai and the last she could muster was the most special to her, Shinohara. As her limbs relaxed and her head bobbed backwards, the gun fell to the floor with a thud, the last noise she would ever hear, but not the last thing she would think about. The last thing she thought about was her family; her loving mother and father who had been waiting for her all this time.

With that, the girl's heart slowed it's loud drumming in her chest and soon ceased to continue beating, leaving Komaeda in solitude as he stood with Yuki's now lifeless body in his hands, a small tear running down her still-warm face and onto the fingers clamped around her neck...

and there was silence.

 

[ethre]

(( Ah! Lollipup pointed out an error I made, so I edited my post. <3 ))

Nagito Komaeda

Komaeda immediately recoiled at hearing the loud sound, dropping the girl when a bullet pierced through his body and penetrated his ribcage. The boy dropped to the floor, choking out blood a couple of seconds after he took Yuki's life. He clutched his wound with his right hand, bringing his head up slightly to see if the girl really was dead - and, indeed she was. She didn't seem to be breathing anymore. The ultimate luckster struggled to stand up, feeling.. sort of compelled to get away from the scene. He felt a strange feeling in his gut, that maybe this was the wrong thing to do, killing someone else. This time, he didn't even have that great of a reason to take a life. He felt the same feeling like the first time he'd so much as hurt someone else - like he was losing his sense of mortality. He felt sick, like he really was a terrible person. Maybe.. maybe..

Arriving outside, the first thing he saw was a full-on SWAT team here. He had noticed that Suzuya's body was gone from the hallway - he presumed he was carried out by Shinohara. He didn't see him anywhere outside, though. He covered his fatal wound with a hand, and his jacket as well for safe measure, sneaking past the men with a small smile. The boy heard an ambulance blaring in the distance, not deciding to follow or thinking he deserved help. Rather, he just trudged over to a nearby bench in a park and stared at the sky. Funny, before he'd even arrived at this mansion, he'd stared at this same sky every night - a dark sky with hardly any stars. When his parents were still alive, they told him stories of how the stars resembled their passed ancestors or dead loved ones, and their job was to watch over you and see that you were safe. Looks like there weren't many of his ancestors here today to help him: he didn't expect it anyway. He wondered if his family was staring down at him now and judging his actions. He wondered if they approved of it. He wondered if.. if Suzuya was up there now. What if he could join him?

That was a despicable thought. Of course not, he wouldn't still love him after this, after the fact that he killed the man from before, Yuki, and Suzuya himself. It was hard to imagine him even being able to think of him after all of this. Looking over at the many trucks in front of the mansion, he wanted to join the albino if he was there. Though he couldn't risk his chances - if he got any closer to the boy, then he'd surely get hurt even more. After all, whenever Komaeda had happiness introduced into his life, people die. It was unfortunate - maybe he should be the one who dies. He was the one responsible for many deaths - three at the mansion alone. No, be wasn't fighting for hope - he was fighting for his own selfish reasons. He drifted about life aimlessly and killing people with no feelings about it - so now was a big shock to him. If he died, nobody would have to be scared of him anymore. Right? And he could join Suzuya again. Rope was conveniently left in his pocket - and he snatched it out of it. It was obvious what he was doing now, tying rope to a tall lamppost.

He briefly remembered happy moments for the boy. He was hardly ever happy his entire life. The only and latest happiness he had in nearly eleven years was.. Suzuya. And he was content: because the last thing he saw of him was his smile.

 

[KittyKittyBoo]

[Dang... You both brought tears to my eyes...]

My head whipped up at the sound of a gun shot. "Ohhh! Death hangs in the air! It was a pistol! Someone shot a pistol!" I laughed, a wide grin growing on my face. "Aye, you all be stupid as rocks! Stupid, stupid, stupid! It sounded like it was shot at close range, so if it was Charles or Jasper who attacked someone, the one behind the trigger may as well be dead, too! Get up! I want to see who died! Their corspe could be useful to me!" I continued to laugh, a crazed look coming to my face. "I haven't seen something dead for quite awhile!" I smirked, jumping up from the couch. Walking over to the broken television, I picked up the copper wires I had torn out.

"Ah, shoot... I have no gunpowder... Never mind, I guess I won't be blowing anything up..." I pouted, staring at Evan. "You wouldn't happen to have a gun on you, would you? I think pistols have gunpowder in them, so I can probably use it to blow up Charles... But then his guts would be flying everywhere, but who cares... Shinohara even said that we can harm him, so I have dibs on blinding him! Then, after that, we should blow him up!"