BlueWolf101
Do you really want to live forever?
((I wouldn't mind picking up either. So fun.))
Welcome To Our Mansion. [Horror RP!]
- Thread starter Lolipup
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(Hellooooo everyone~
I just wanted to say that if everyone is still interested, I would really love to finally finish this RP for the Holidays! because what says Christmas like a finished Welcome to our mansion RP? honestly, it would be like a sweet little book I can finally re-read and have a splendid ending! <3
Oddly enough, my health is a lot better during winter so, I know I would have enough energy to finish~ ^^ )
I just wanted to say that if everyone is still interested, I would really love to finally finish this RP for the Holidays! because what says Christmas like a finished Welcome to our mansion RP? honestly, it would be like a sweet little book I can finally re-read and have a splendid ending! <3
Oddly enough, my health is a lot better during winter so, I know I would have enough energy to finish~ ^^ )
ethre
komakoma
(( gah, almost everyone left, but this should be fine with about 3 or 4 rpers, right? ;w;\\ i'm really excited though! this rp is finally gonna get a proper ending! <3 i'm relieved that you guys stuck around so long ;w;// ))
.: Charles :.
"How pitiful... even as wicked a man as I am, you've decided to spare me my life?" Charles mused, assuming that after everything his former servant and captive bore enough hatred to take action and rid the elder of his life, yet now the two stood before him and spoke of getting him help, arguing of how they wouldn't just let him end it like this. just gawking like that, going on about how they could save someone like him... ah, they were truly pitiful, poor examples of opponents on the playing field.
Grunting as Sendo began to drag him, Charles exhaled then inhaled sharply, the pain slowly mending with shock from the outcome that befell him, then ever so slowly Charles rose his head up just enough to observe the two, watching intently as they breathed and moved about with gestures, sometimes it amazed the elder just how weak humans seemed to become when faced with the choices of right and wrong.
"Tell me. children, what good do you possibly think a chance to live will offer me? do you both not realize how dangerous it could be, to keep a man like me alive...?"
after interrupted by his own grimace of pain, Charles soon continued his speech "Or perhaps you two think by allowing me to live, you win this game? I assure you that can never be, as I've already won.. no matter what happens now, I'll be taking this victory to my grave!" the elder roared, it was evident how the man treasured the so called victory that he had obtained throughout this chaos, even more so than his own life.
Not before long more S.W.A.T members flushed in within seconds, rushing around the three and some going further into the mansion to find any left over remnants.
They offered help to the three and also asked them to identify themselves, medical rushing in behind them as they came past S.W.A.T and began examining the three as S.W.A.T continued to ask to identify themselves so they would know what to assist with or if one of the three had to be dealt with immediately, as they were taught to never let their guard down as even those who looked as victims could be the real criminals in any situation.
.: Suzuya :.
A weak smile spread across the albino's lips, still quite woozy and light headed from both the blood loss and the long journey to find the luckster through the rough rainstorm that drained any energy the stitched boy stored for this venture.
Suzuya could barely comprehend as the other had propped him up and took his hand, his vision blurry and distorted.
"K-Ko...Komaeda-san... I finally.... -" a short stutter within his sentence as the other's jacked became drabbed around him, the stitched boy's lips quivered slightly, Suzuya had to compose himself before continuing.
"Finally found you.."
Now reaching up for the other as he no longer had to support himself with only the iv drip, the albino took ahold of Komaeda's shirt and clutched the fabric between his slender fingers, clinging to a hope that the other wouldn't be disappointed with how he managed to remain alive after all of the events previous.
"Komaeda-san... I failed, so you.. you can end it now, you really can!" a chipper, up beat voice rang out as Suzuya's smile stayed bright despite the condition the boy was in, taking it slow as the stitched boy tried not to strain himself, he leaned forward and slowly rested his head against the other's chest, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the raindrops, nothing else seemed to matter now that he could fulfill Komaeda's wish, the one that the albino felt he ruined. now.
"Komaeda-san... Komaeda-san, isn't that great?" The albino softly whispered, the albino sounding just so content despite the context behind what he just offered.
.: Kaneki :.
The waiter couldn't believe his eyes, not computing nor understanding the emergency of the situation, however responding in turn to the little detective's tears by quickly grabbing a handkerchief and bringing it to the small blonde's eyes then rubbing them clean of the tears that spilled over and threatened to sting her pale cheeks.
"I-I understand I might not be of much assistance.. but please, let me do this much." trying to soothe the younger, Kaneki pulled the cloth away and held it out to blow her nose as one might do to a child, offering a warm and somewhat timid smile as even younger than him, Kaneki had the tendency to grow nervous around loud company.
"I'm sorry, I do understand it might not be my place but.... where is Shinohara-san? shouldn't he be escorting you?"
(I did it- oh gah, I feel like my writing is gonna be gross- xwx;; I haven't written in quite awhile so I tried to make this post short, I'll try more with the rest </3 let's try to end this, guys!)
himeki
hiatus
(SHORT WHAT LOL THIS IS LONG
also imma have to read this at lunch break or something so i know what the plot is)
ethre
komakoma
(( forgive me if this sounds cheesy!! ;w;\\ i might've gone overboard with this one.. ;A; ))
Koizumi Mahiru
Koizumi assisted the old man in standing by slinging his arm over her shoulder. Whether he was still insane or not didn't change the fact that he was elderly and probably didn't choose to turn out the way he did, so she felt like she should help him. Heck, she could be insane too for even trying to help him or Komaeda before. She didn't know why she would even help him now - she could easily just leave Charles here to die. It seemed like he wanted to, too. But he just looked so.. pitiful going on and on about winning and he just finished fighting someone, too. He killed a lot of people, so why should she help him? His words did seem to irk her a bit, but she decided to keep helping him towards the front doors of the mansion to get him to a hospital if she could. Well, who in their right mind would help a murderer anyways? A serial murderer, at that. There was no good reason for her to help him, but she decided to keep helping him to the front despite the debate going on in her mind at the moment. Something just told her to help him - like he could be changed for the better if given a chance or if he seeked.. well, actual help. Even Charles could be something good if he tried, right? If he had just-
Koizumi was stopped in her tracks when the old man uttered out his next sentence about how it would be dangerous if he was kept alive. The girl turned abruptly towards him, mumbling "I apologize in advance," before slapping the other full-force across the face. Those words he said stirred something in her, and it deeply annoyed her how he was able to say something so awful about himself so easily. "Don't talk about ending your life so simply, you idiot! Do you have any pride as a man at all?! You look shameful, talking down on yourself and rambling on about wanting us to kill you.. look, we don't know what goes on in that head of yours, but you need to be able to take a hint. We're trying to help you, and even someone like you can become better if he really wanted to! We don't care what you've done.. well, we do care a tiny bit, but you need to get a grip. You didn't want to be this way, did you? We're saying we can help you, you got that? So shut up and let us take you somewhere so you could rest!" Koizumi demanded, taking a deep breath after her speech, then adjusting the old man's arm on her shoulder so he wouldn't slide down her arm.
It really did irritate her when people talked down on themselves like that - she would say that she got used to Komaeda's, but there really is no getting used to it as it only made her even angrier when they said those things. Not like she was one to talk, though. She's constantly comparing herself to other people, always finding that she was practically nothing in the end. She hated seeing other people do the same. It looks pathetic. After realizing what she said, she stole a glance at Sendo to make sure he didn't think anything of what she said, and sighed a breath of relief. She kept going forward until they came across the SWAT members. They must've been sent here by Shinohara. Considering all that's happened, this was a huge help now. "A-ah, we need to have this man here sent to the hospital as soon as possible if you can," the girl said, bowing respectfully to the man after saying so. She decided to lead the man out to the front with Sendo's help waiting for an ambulance to come to take the three to hospital, sitting down on a curb. She sat quietly thinking about how embarrassing she must have sounded when she said that speech to Charles, spacing out.
Koizumi wondered where everyone went. The mansion was quite except for the stomping of the SWAT members inside. Everyone seems to have disappeared off somewhere. Komaeda, Suzuya, Saionji, Teela, Z, Jasper.. they're all gone. She wondered if something happened to them. She missed their loud company somehow, even though the atmosphere was always gloomy because they wanted to kill each other. It felt peaceful now. Koizumi could see a bright future for Charles, and Sendo was here, too. She could be happy with just that. She felt safe here with Sendo, and Charles was now almost harmless. It was eerie how quiet it was save for the quiet raindrops soaking into the surface of the concrete.
Saionji Hiyoko
The little girl blew her nose into the tissue the boy provided her upsettedly, wiping her eyes and attempted to stop crying only to fail miserably as a new flow of tears made its way down her cheeks when she heard the boy mention Shinohara again. "Sh.. Shinohara.. 's.. 's.. ead!" the girl burst out crying, wiping her eyes on her sleeve as some of the tears leaked onto the hardwood floor. "I.. idn't do anything to.. help him.." the girl sniffed out. "I just.. let him die! Because of that gross old man, he's gone now!" the girl cried, rubbing her eyes in her hands. "Idiot.. idiot, idiot.. idiot!" the girl finally uttered out before bawling her eyes out and burying her face in the boy's shirt.
She wanted desperately to be able to talk to Shinohara again - if only she had listened to him more or did more like he asked. What would he do if he were here now? Did she disappoint him? She shouldn't have said such things to Suzuya when she did. Shinohara didn't like it.. and now he's gone. Because of Charles. No, because she didn't save him when she could've. Saionji's cries became faint and mournful, now not saying anything and just questioning herself and whether she did the right thing. He's.. really gone. This wasn't a game. No, this was real life and he was gone now. And Koizumi is probably long-gone now too. Was there.. really nothing left now?
Nagito Komaeda
"Suzuya.. you shouldn't be here. I don't want to hurt you again. You can't stay with someone like me. I could have killed you.. it's a miracle you're still alive and breathing now. I couldn't save you from Charles.. and your leg.." Komaeda looked at the albino's leg in terror, tears immediately welling up in the boy's eyes. This was what people called guilt, right? He'd never known it could feel so painful. His heart felt empty and he felt even worse than he normally did. The rain came down more intensely than before. "...Who.. who in their right mind.. would want to love someone like me? I'm.. so useless and I have no idea what I'm doing. I.. Suzuya.. I'm sorry. Please leave me. Forget about me. Live a better life and be happy with someone else. Someone like me.." the boy paused for a moment.
"Is.. better off dead, you know? I've never done anything good. I mean.. all of that before.. all that baseless lipservice.. I wanted to use your love so I can benefit somehow, so I can kill you.. but I fell for you in the end, didn't I? Who would want a dirty, filthy rat liking them? I mean, you can't even walk normally anymore. I.. I hurt you without hesitating. I didn't try to do anything to help you. I don't want to kill you, either.. I can't even make up my mind. I've never done anything worthwhile, either. I've never been protecting you. I was selfish and decided to indulge. myself in something I know I'll never experience, even if it was something that would always be some sort of twisted false reality. I'm awful.. aren't I?" the boy sighed, a tear streaming down his face.
"To think I was foolish enough to learn how to love.. to love someone like you, too. I'd never be able to.." the boy trailed off. He sighed, looking at the other. "..Sorry. I think you'll have to deal with me for a little longer," the boy said, picking up the albino to help him to the hospital. It was the least he could do before he left him forever. "I know it must be disgusting to have me carry you.. don't worry, I'll get there quick so you won't need to see me again. You wouldn't want to see the person who nearly killed you anymore, would you?" Komaeda flinched - the pain from the bullet wound was finally starting to settle in. It didn't look like he was going to be able to carry Suzuya, but he didn't want to leave him stranded.
What a pathetic, hopeless romantic he was.
Koizumi Mahiru
Koizumi assisted the old man in standing by slinging his arm over her shoulder. Whether he was still insane or not didn't change the fact that he was elderly and probably didn't choose to turn out the way he did, so she felt like she should help him. Heck, she could be insane too for even trying to help him or Komaeda before. She didn't know why she would even help him now - she could easily just leave Charles here to die. It seemed like he wanted to, too. But he just looked so.. pitiful going on and on about winning and he just finished fighting someone, too. He killed a lot of people, so why should she help him? His words did seem to irk her a bit, but she decided to keep helping him towards the front doors of the mansion to get him to a hospital if she could. Well, who in their right mind would help a murderer anyways? A serial murderer, at that. There was no good reason for her to help him, but she decided to keep helping him to the front despite the debate going on in her mind at the moment. Something just told her to help him - like he could be changed for the better if given a chance or if he seeked.. well, actual help. Even Charles could be something good if he tried, right? If he had just-
Koizumi was stopped in her tracks when the old man uttered out his next sentence about how it would be dangerous if he was kept alive. The girl turned abruptly towards him, mumbling "I apologize in advance," before slapping the other full-force across the face. Those words he said stirred something in her, and it deeply annoyed her how he was able to say something so awful about himself so easily. "Don't talk about ending your life so simply, you idiot! Do you have any pride as a man at all?! You look shameful, talking down on yourself and rambling on about wanting us to kill you.. look, we don't know what goes on in that head of yours, but you need to be able to take a hint. We're trying to help you, and even someone like you can become better if he really wanted to! We don't care what you've done.. well, we do care a tiny bit, but you need to get a grip. You didn't want to be this way, did you? We're saying we can help you, you got that? So shut up and let us take you somewhere so you could rest!" Koizumi demanded, taking a deep breath after her speech, then adjusting the old man's arm on her shoulder so he wouldn't slide down her arm.
It really did irritate her when people talked down on themselves like that - she would say that she got used to Komaeda's, but there really is no getting used to it as it only made her even angrier when they said those things. Not like she was one to talk, though. She's constantly comparing herself to other people, always finding that she was practically nothing in the end. She hated seeing other people do the same. It looks pathetic. After realizing what she said, she stole a glance at Sendo to make sure he didn't think anything of what she said, and sighed a breath of relief. She kept going forward until they came across the SWAT members. They must've been sent here by Shinohara. Considering all that's happened, this was a huge help now. "A-ah, we need to have this man here sent to the hospital as soon as possible if you can," the girl said, bowing respectfully to the man after saying so. She decided to lead the man out to the front with Sendo's help waiting for an ambulance to come to take the three to hospital, sitting down on a curb. She sat quietly thinking about how embarrassing she must have sounded when she said that speech to Charles, spacing out.
Koizumi wondered where everyone went. The mansion was quite except for the stomping of the SWAT members inside. Everyone seems to have disappeared off somewhere. Komaeda, Suzuya, Saionji, Teela, Z, Jasper.. they're all gone. She wondered if something happened to them. She missed their loud company somehow, even though the atmosphere was always gloomy because they wanted to kill each other. It felt peaceful now. Koizumi could see a bright future for Charles, and Sendo was here, too. She could be happy with just that. She felt safe here with Sendo, and Charles was now almost harmless. It was eerie how quiet it was save for the quiet raindrops soaking into the surface of the concrete.
Saionji Hiyoko
The little girl blew her nose into the tissue the boy provided her upsettedly, wiping her eyes and attempted to stop crying only to fail miserably as a new flow of tears made its way down her cheeks when she heard the boy mention Shinohara again. "Sh.. Shinohara.. 's.. 's.. ead!" the girl burst out crying, wiping her eyes on her sleeve as some of the tears leaked onto the hardwood floor. "I.. idn't do anything to.. help him.." the girl sniffed out. "I just.. let him die! Because of that gross old man, he's gone now!" the girl cried, rubbing her eyes in her hands. "Idiot.. idiot, idiot.. idiot!" the girl finally uttered out before bawling her eyes out and burying her face in the boy's shirt.
She wanted desperately to be able to talk to Shinohara again - if only she had listened to him more or did more like he asked. What would he do if he were here now? Did she disappoint him? She shouldn't have said such things to Suzuya when she did. Shinohara didn't like it.. and now he's gone. Because of Charles. No, because she didn't save him when she could've. Saionji's cries became faint and mournful, now not saying anything and just questioning herself and whether she did the right thing. He's.. really gone. This wasn't a game. No, this was real life and he was gone now. And Koizumi is probably long-gone now too. Was there.. really nothing left now?
Nagito Komaeda
"Suzuya.. you shouldn't be here. I don't want to hurt you again. You can't stay with someone like me. I could have killed you.. it's a miracle you're still alive and breathing now. I couldn't save you from Charles.. and your leg.." Komaeda looked at the albino's leg in terror, tears immediately welling up in the boy's eyes. This was what people called guilt, right? He'd never known it could feel so painful. His heart felt empty and he felt even worse than he normally did. The rain came down more intensely than before. "...Who.. who in their right mind.. would want to love someone like me? I'm.. so useless and I have no idea what I'm doing. I.. Suzuya.. I'm sorry. Please leave me. Forget about me. Live a better life and be happy with someone else. Someone like me.." the boy paused for a moment.
"Is.. better off dead, you know? I've never done anything good. I mean.. all of that before.. all that baseless lipservice.. I wanted to use your love so I can benefit somehow, so I can kill you.. but I fell for you in the end, didn't I? Who would want a dirty, filthy rat liking them? I mean, you can't even walk normally anymore. I.. I hurt you without hesitating. I didn't try to do anything to help you. I don't want to kill you, either.. I can't even make up my mind. I've never done anything worthwhile, either. I've never been protecting you. I was selfish and decided to indulge. myself in something I know I'll never experience, even if it was something that would always be some sort of twisted false reality. I'm awful.. aren't I?" the boy sighed, a tear streaming down his face.
"To think I was foolish enough to learn how to love.. to love someone like you, too. I'd never be able to.." the boy trailed off. He sighed, looking at the other. "..Sorry. I think you'll have to deal with me for a little longer," the boy said, picking up the albino to help him to the hospital. It was the least he could do before he left him forever. "I know it must be disgusting to have me carry you.. don't worry, I'll get there quick so you won't need to see me again. You wouldn't want to see the person who nearly killed you anymore, would you?" Komaeda flinched - the pain from the bullet wound was finally starting to settle in. It didn't look like he was going to be able to carry Suzuya, but he didn't want to leave him stranded.
What a pathetic, hopeless romantic he was.
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Sendo Senkusha ~
As he and Koizumi slowly brought Charles outside, Sendo listened silently to the man persist in trying to talk them into changing their minds and kill him. He said nothing as Mahiru explained her reasoning to Charles--it was true, he had killed so many people and he deserved a horrible fate, but it wasn't for the two of them to dish out. He would surely receive a punishment in the future and for now it was best if they just gave him a chance to reflect on his actions and decide for himself what he wanted to do with the rest of his life.
A silence followed Koizumi's speech to Charles, and Sendo pondered the conversation as they continued toward the S.W.A.T team. "It's never been about winning or losing, Charles. It's about what we did to get where we are... in the end, it's how we played that makes a difference. You can take your victory to the grave, but ask yourself, was this triumph really worth all that it cost?" he paused for a moment before continuing, "What good is a victory if it proves nothing after all is said and done? This was no show of strength for you, and I think you realize that. It's why you're clinging so tightly to the idea that everything is alright now that you have won. You are desperately trying to convince yourself that you have lost nothing in this war when in truth... you have lost everything." Sendo loathed this man, but despite all that he had said and done he found himself feeling pity for the way he had led his life. He felt that perhaps if Charles had chosen a different path, the crazed man could have been a decent person.
His thoughts were interrupted however, when the three were asked to identify themselves. "Sendo... Sendo Senkusha." he said vacantly, not really back to reality yet. This was all happening though, wasn't it? Koizumi was explaining to the S.W.A.T team that Charles needed medical help and they were soon sitting on the curb waiting for an ambulance, listening to the rain on the pavement.
"It's all over... everything..." he breathed, relief washing over him. He felt as though a weight had been lifted, and a feeling of safety filled him now. Koizumi was alright, there was no one trying to kill her. From here she could finally go back to her parents and stitch things up with them, she didn't need him for that. The girl had been through a lot these past few days, and there was nothing that made him happier than the realization that his work was done here. Now all that was left was for him to confess to his past crimes and the two would go their separate ways... that's what would be best, right?
He stole a glance at Mahiru, adjusting his hat as he realized this would be much harder than he originally thought. She would want him to confess to those crimes, wouldn't she? He would surely live out his life behind bars, but that was what a killer like himself deserved, wasn't it? There was no other place for him now, much less by Koizumi's side. His eyes fell to his last pair of white gloves, which had been stained with a mixture of his and Charles' blood. He held out his hand as the pure raindrops hit his fingers and descended from his hand a pale pink, and his downcast expression remained as he continued to fight an uphill battle to decide if he should say something to Koizumi about his feelings.
As he and Koizumi slowly brought Charles outside, Sendo listened silently to the man persist in trying to talk them into changing their minds and kill him. He said nothing as Mahiru explained her reasoning to Charles--it was true, he had killed so many people and he deserved a horrible fate, but it wasn't for the two of them to dish out. He would surely receive a punishment in the future and for now it was best if they just gave him a chance to reflect on his actions and decide for himself what he wanted to do with the rest of his life.
A silence followed Koizumi's speech to Charles, and Sendo pondered the conversation as they continued toward the S.W.A.T team. "It's never been about winning or losing, Charles. It's about what we did to get where we are... in the end, it's how we played that makes a difference. You can take your victory to the grave, but ask yourself, was this triumph really worth all that it cost?" he paused for a moment before continuing, "What good is a victory if it proves nothing after all is said and done? This was no show of strength for you, and I think you realize that. It's why you're clinging so tightly to the idea that everything is alright now that you have won. You are desperately trying to convince yourself that you have lost nothing in this war when in truth... you have lost everything." Sendo loathed this man, but despite all that he had said and done he found himself feeling pity for the way he had led his life. He felt that perhaps if Charles had chosen a different path, the crazed man could have been a decent person.
His thoughts were interrupted however, when the three were asked to identify themselves. "Sendo... Sendo Senkusha." he said vacantly, not really back to reality yet. This was all happening though, wasn't it? Koizumi was explaining to the S.W.A.T team that Charles needed medical help and they were soon sitting on the curb waiting for an ambulance, listening to the rain on the pavement.
"It's all over... everything..." he breathed, relief washing over him. He felt as though a weight had been lifted, and a feeling of safety filled him now. Koizumi was alright, there was no one trying to kill her. From here she could finally go back to her parents and stitch things up with them, she didn't need him for that. The girl had been through a lot these past few days, and there was nothing that made him happier than the realization that his work was done here. Now all that was left was for him to confess to his past crimes and the two would go their separate ways... that's what would be best, right?
He stole a glance at Mahiru, adjusting his hat as he realized this would be much harder than he originally thought. She would want him to confess to those crimes, wouldn't she? He would surely live out his life behind bars, but that was what a killer like himself deserved, wasn't it? There was no other place for him now, much less by Koizumi's side. His eyes fell to his last pair of white gloves, which had been stained with a mixture of his and Charles' blood. He held out his hand as the pure raindrops hit his fingers and descended from his hand a pale pink, and his downcast expression remained as he continued to fight an uphill battle to decide if he should say something to Koizumi about his feelings.
(Hmm.. having a little hard time posting, but i'll get something off today <3 is everyone enjoying the revive?? I hope so! I've been meaning to have this finished for awhile now, I think it'll be nice to finally see an ending to this beautiful rp. ^^ )
BlueWolf101
Do you really want to live forever?
.:Z:.
The female stared blankly at the wall, her eyes wide before a grin covered her face. She could hear the SWAT team members storming the mansion, soon they'd find bodies and blood that her and the other hired killers left behind. That girl was still chained to the bed, dead, and Z was sure they'd find her fingerprints all over the body. Then they'd catch Z and she'd be arrested... The murderer would rather die than be arrested. Her mind was clouded with the thoughts of the other male, the other killer... what was his name again? It didn't matter, she thought, before moving her hand shakily towards the doorknob. She had to find Charles before she was arrested; she darted down the hallway as quickly as her legs would carry her, avoiding the SWAT as best as she could, before she reached the stairs down to the main entrance. She saw her boss being carried away by a female, he looked so pathetic hanging like that and drooping his head. Perhaps he wanted to die as well. The two sat down outside and were joined by one of the other killers, and they were speaking to the SWAT team.
With the last of her strength, the female squeezed her bear close to her chest and screamed, hoping Charles would listen.
"I'm so sorry that we failed you, Boss!"
Within seconds, police swarmed the girl and grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth and holding her wrists behind her back before they were locked in place. The bear fell to the floor with a loud clank, and it was grabbed instantly, probably seized because of the weapons within it. Her eyes were blinded by hot tears and she let out muffled cackling before the SWAT team guided her downstairs, weapons pointed at the killer in case she were to try something sketchy.
Z wasn't about to try something. She wasn't even interested in doing anything anymore, it wasn't worth it if it would all be taken away from her. "You don't have to be so rough." She murmured to the officers, before a genuine smile crossed her lips slowly.
Jasper. His name was Jasper.
The female stared blankly at the wall, her eyes wide before a grin covered her face. She could hear the SWAT team members storming the mansion, soon they'd find bodies and blood that her and the other hired killers left behind. That girl was still chained to the bed, dead, and Z was sure they'd find her fingerprints all over the body. Then they'd catch Z and she'd be arrested... The murderer would rather die than be arrested. Her mind was clouded with the thoughts of the other male, the other killer... what was his name again? It didn't matter, she thought, before moving her hand shakily towards the doorknob. She had to find Charles before she was arrested; she darted down the hallway as quickly as her legs would carry her, avoiding the SWAT as best as she could, before she reached the stairs down to the main entrance. She saw her boss being carried away by a female, he looked so pathetic hanging like that and drooping his head. Perhaps he wanted to die as well. The two sat down outside and were joined by one of the other killers, and they were speaking to the SWAT team.
With the last of her strength, the female squeezed her bear close to her chest and screamed, hoping Charles would listen.
"I'm so sorry that we failed you, Boss!"
Within seconds, police swarmed the girl and grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth and holding her wrists behind her back before they were locked in place. The bear fell to the floor with a loud clank, and it was grabbed instantly, probably seized because of the weapons within it. Her eyes were blinded by hot tears and she let out muffled cackling before the SWAT team guided her downstairs, weapons pointed at the killer in case she were to try something sketchy.
Z wasn't about to try something. She wasn't even interested in doing anything anymore, it wasn't worth it if it would all be taken away from her. "You don't have to be so rough." She murmured to the officers, before a genuine smile crossed her lips slowly.
Jasper. His name was Jasper.
.: Charles :.
Charles couldn't comprehend how he felt to react after being slapped by the red head, faintly tuning in to the dramatic speech she began to give him, lecturing him on life and how he could have a chance if he tried and this and that, honestly the girl sounded something out of a drama that he so loved to watch on the television, these feeble attempts to save his sanity would all result in failure, there was no way he would give into this fairytale ending they all wanted, where everyone lived happy and got what they wanted in the end, and that Charles would finally be happy with himself, things like that... or rather, endings like that, didn't exist in this cruel world. alas, they were still children compared to the man, and would have to learn that the hard way.
Scoffing, a genuine smile crossed his lips, weak and gentle and an expression the man hadn't taken on in years and yet what felt like centuries. "Even if I wanted this or not, this is the ending I deserve and what I'll get.. as for you, wishful children that want to take pity on a man like me, things won't turn out the way you want." Charles exclaimed, being whisked away by the S.W.A.T team, the men began to stuff him into the back of one of the armored cars, the medical team coming in with him as well, Charles leaned his head back against the seat, thinking to himself and closing his eyes.
"Such nonsense... , even if I wished for it, there is no way to change what I've become throughout the years, once you've passed this threshold there is no way to redeem yourself, none the less, I've won... and achieved all I've ever dreamed of, yet why.. why does it feel so bland? I wanted something extraordinary, yet I feel that I've gained nothing in the end.."
The old man could hear the muffled yell of his former hired killer, Z, call out to him in a taunting manner before she too, was taken down into custody, alas the man wondered how many servants and killers he had lost in this game of life and death.
.: Suzuya :.
Shock overcoming the Albino's features, Suzuya's eyes snapped open as he felt the tears stream down the other's face and lightly drip onto his own skin, this reaction wasn't at all what the albino had expected and to be quite frank, the Albino didn't know exactly how to exact or handle this situation.
"Ah.." Suzuya mumbled, pulling himself back from the other and slowly reaching up to wipe away Komaeda's tears, looking at the droplets on his fingertips with an amazed expression before bringing his gaze back to the ultimate luckster, The albino couldn't understand what Komaeda was saying, words were being spewed right to left and apologies that felt unneeded to the boy, Suzuya surely felt no remorse for anything that happened to himself. so why did Komaeda feel so strongly? wasn't this what he wanted? so many questions flew through the Stitched boy's head, only causing it to ache more ever so slightly.
However, soon at the very mention of being left by the other Suzuya quickly shook his head, although from the action feeling a wave of nausea wash over himself as he was still quite lightheaded, followed by the other trying to pick him up to no avail.
"Stop... stop." The stitched boy protested yet again, followed by settling his hands onto the older boy's shoulders.
"Komaeda-san.. just shut up.. will you? I don't want to stitch that mouth of yours shut, I don't want Komaeda-san to not be able to talk to me, but you're not making any sense." Pursing his lips, Suzuya then complained rather than taking in the magnitude of the situation that he was in.
"Praise me, won't you? why won't you praise me? how come, how come?.." his voice trailing off as he cocked his head to the side, Suzuya's expression actually started to look a little concerned for the other, an emotion that the albino didn't feel so often, yet as the tears kept coming from Komaeda, the worse Suzuya's stomach felt.
.: Kaneki :.
Tears began to pour down Kaneki's cheeks, starting to realize just how horrible of a situation the girl was in pulled at Kaneki's heartstrings, not only that, yet the man that had taught him to be confident and try his best had fallen to something, something horrible had happened and Kaneki couldn't help himself from grabbing the younger girl, pulling her into a tight hug that only an older brother could provide to a younger sibling, shielding her face as he pet the back of her head, shutting his eyes tight as he failed to fight back the tears.
This wasn't fair, it didn't seem right, and there was no way Kaneki could form words at the moment to even try to lighten the situation for the other. "S-Shinohara-san....h-he's....Shinohara-san.." Kaneki whispered more so to himself, somehow saying the words out loud made the situation all to real to him, his body beginning to shake as he could feel his legs wanting to just give out and let him weep on the floor, but this little girl needed him right now, and he needed to try to provide her with something, even if it wasn't the same comfort that Shinohara could of.
(My post feels gross bleh~)
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Do you really want to live forever?
.:Z:.
The female was practically thrown down the hall towards the door by the police. This caused a sadistic grin to form on her lips, she was sure that by now they knew who she was... or rather, what she was. Z wasn't a human, she was a monster. She knew it so well by now; she was a monster for killing people; she was a monster for being hired by a psychopath. There was no reason to hide it any longer now that the games were over and she had to face reality again. It didn't take long for them to push her towards the armored vehicle and shove her inside the back seat, placing her right beside her ex-boss that she had just teased for being captured. She looked over at him with huge eyes, the smirk being wiped from her face when she realized that she would be beside him for the entire ride. She noticed that his eyes were shut so he may have not even known she was there, but she spoke up anyway, her voice quivering with emotion.
"So... did we still win, boss? And at what cost did we win?"
The cost didn't exactly matter much to Z, she just enjoyed placing the blame on someone else. The female hadn't much to lose from the start, she was already lacking in sanity and barely could remember her morals. It was only through one person did she remember that she actually contained more emotions within herself, emotions that she didn't tap into for a long time. They were coming out now, even as she spoke harshly towards Charles, and just thinking about how pathetic she sounded made her dizzy. It would probably be better if she just stopped thinking altogether.
The female was practically thrown down the hall towards the door by the police. This caused a sadistic grin to form on her lips, she was sure that by now they knew who she was... or rather, what she was. Z wasn't a human, she was a monster. She knew it so well by now; she was a monster for killing people; she was a monster for being hired by a psychopath. There was no reason to hide it any longer now that the games were over and she had to face reality again. It didn't take long for them to push her towards the armored vehicle and shove her inside the back seat, placing her right beside her ex-boss that she had just teased for being captured. She looked over at him with huge eyes, the smirk being wiped from her face when she realized that she would be beside him for the entire ride. She noticed that his eyes were shut so he may have not even known she was there, but she spoke up anyway, her voice quivering with emotion.
"So... did we still win, boss? And at what cost did we win?"
The cost didn't exactly matter much to Z, she just enjoyed placing the blame on someone else. The female hadn't much to lose from the start, she was already lacking in sanity and barely could remember her morals. It was only through one person did she remember that she actually contained more emotions within herself, emotions that she didn't tap into for a long time. They were coming out now, even as she spoke harshly towards Charles, and just thinking about how pathetic she sounded made her dizzy. It would probably be better if she just stopped thinking altogether.
KittyKittyBoo
Cat Lover~
I cant exactly reply until someone notices me ;/
ApolloJusticeAC
silly
Do you realize that this roleplay is dead
mintellect
attention gamers,
Why the hell was this bumped
KittyKittyBoo
Cat Lover~
It was bumped because I enjoyed this roleplay. If you guys don't like it, you don't have to view it.
