She giggled, looking away from Suzuya quickly to watch as the maid hurried out of the room. She was strange.. if not suspicious, but Koko shrugged it off and returned her attention to Suzuya who almost seemed as clueless as Koko herself. With a devilish smirk forming on her lips, she remembered the boy's interest in the cookie jar, and she stood up, creeping her way over towards the treats to swipe the jar off of the table and hide it from the male.
Mary just sat, slowly shaking her head. The sound of other people talking was just sound, none of the words were making sense. The noises echoed in her head and she was trying to shake them out.
"I-" The girl choked on her words. She could see the fuzzy outline of someone else, but the lack of air was still really taking it's toll.
The dark haired woman walked toward her husband as he explained
to Teela the 'game' of course he didn't tell her the real purpose, she'd
never be able to handle it, honestly. Glancing over, she saw the people
fainting from the food. Some were not completely asleep though, the one;s
that were had mostly fallen asleep on a chair or on the hard-floor ground.
It might give them a headache but nothing major. Monica sighed, she'd soon
have the guests carried away from the dining room, and put somewhere
confined, no where to leave when they awoke.
.: Ai :.
Ai yawned once again, stumbling over towards the other room.
She soon passed out, falling to the ground, half way on a dark
purple rug close to the dining room chairs. The female rolled
over slightly, soon she was completely asleep, she had been
lying on her stomach..
"You don't need to leave." Suzuya quickly said to Teela, because he wasn't done investigating her yet, if she left now it would be meaningless.
"But I have this weird feeling we're being lied to... and my father hates me hanging out with liars." his Vacant gaze stayed fixated on Teela, though he would probably be very disappointed soon with the Disappearance of the cookie jar.
.: ??? :.
"I-it's fine..." The masked man muttered, soon stopping at a bookcase, he pulled one of the books and the Whole shelf moved aside to reveal a door, the man acted as if it was normal and gestured for Alice to go Down.
"The restroom is down there.. I can accompany you further but I would prefer not going as I have much work to do." He lied through his teeth, the man simply wanted to get away before any of the victims noticed Him.
I froze, my hand hovering over the doorknob. "Y-you have a... f-father?" I asked, a hint of sadness in my voice. I remained facing the door, not turning to look at any of them. I glanced down at my hand, which was slightly trembling. 'T-this is it... T-they're probably going to k-kill me...'
"Well! kind of.." Suzuya trailed off after his sentence, thinking about weather or not it would be alright to Tell these people he was adopted, then again, they probably meet after the party anyway.
"My father Shinohara-san is my adoptive father, my real mother and father were both cannibalized in front Of me by a Serial killer that had broken into our mansion." the albino finished with a smile, gently closing his eyes.
Though due to reminiscing about the past, Suzuya decided he would let his suspicions about Teela slide for Now.
He couldn't confirm that the girl was lying to them yet, after all.
Not to mention it seemed like Mary was already panicking, she seemed to be hyperventilating over there...
So saying something like that now might make the worst of the situation for the others in the cell, for now it Would be wise to stay calm and think of how to get out of the weird cell they were in and find the owners to Ask how they all fell asleep.
I remained silent, resting my hand on the doorknob. "H-how y-young were y-you... When it h-happened...? If-if it's not t-to personal of a q-question..." I murmured, gripping the knob. I tilted my head down, feeling tears start to form on my eyes.
.: Suzuya :.
"Oh! I don't remember such things, they are dead and gone anyway, so why should I worry about them?" Suzuya spoke such heartless words with a smile upon his lips, even giggling afterwards. it was enough to Make someone's stomach turn and was painfully obvious something was very wrong with the boy.
"All I know is that I was very young from what mister Shinohara-san says, so apparently it traumatized me In someway? it doesn't really matter though" Suzuya finished, finally opening his eyes to observe the other And questioned. "Why do you ask?"
Hearing his reply, I winced, feeling a spike of icey pain shoot through my heart. "Oh... N-no reason... J-just f-forget I ever even asked... B-but you should k-keep your memories of them... It's not like you can just bring them b-back..." I murmured. I closed my eyes, feeling the hot tears run down my cheeks. I fell to my knees, sliding my hand off the knob. With a jolt of my shoulders, the salty tears came faster, leaving damp spots on my dress.
.: Suzuya :.
"Of course, I wouldn't imagine even trying... bringing back someone from the dead is impossible, and Thinking of someone that is already dead is useless, so why would I even try?" Suzuya frowned, growing a Wee bit irritated, he didn't want to think of his parents.. they were long gone, and meant nothing to him Anyway, if someone was alive or dead was a trivial thing to him, He wouldn't allow himself to feel remorse Over spilt milk.
"I understand your concern, but please don't worry! I don't get worked up over such dumb things." The Albino added in, once more a smile graced his face which only seemed to confirm there was defiantly Something wrong with the boy, yet once he heard the girl crying, he opened his eyes in confusion.
"Ah? ah..? why are you sad?" he questioned.
"T-they died when I-I was only eight... I s-said that I hated them, r-right before they w-were killed..." I sobbed, not bothering to wipe away my tears, knowing there was more to come. "They... They were s-so kind t-to me... They s-shouldn't have died. It... It should have been m-me..." I started to tremble at the memory.
.: Suzuya :.
Judging by the albino's reaction to Teela's tears, he was confused, confused beyond reason at how the maid Was acting right now. it simply made no sense whatsoever to the boy.
"I don't get it, they're already dead so it's no use?" He started to say, continuing with "I'll make it through Life because I think nothing of death and things like that, it's all meaningless so why let it make you cry? I don't get it.." frowning more.
The albino cocked his head, studying the girl as his mind raked for an Explanation of why death made her so Sad, he just couldn't comprehend it.
"People live and people die, it is as simple as that." he firmly stated, not wanting to be confused any longer.
"L-lets say s-someone you love leaves you. Someone who y-you would sacrifice yourself for them... What if they just died before your eyes in a gore filled, bloody car, and the last thing you said to them was 'I hate you! I wish you were dead!' Wouldn't you feel anything? Like someone stabbing a shard of ice into your heart? It... It hurts... You feel like something stole your heart, and you feel empty inside for days, weeks, even years. Perhaps that cold, lonely, hollow feeling lasts your entire life... It may even draw you towards madness... Perhaps even lead you to thoughts of suicide. Maybe even actions of it..." I murmured. Pulling back the cutoff sleeve on my arm, I took it off, revealing a long scar starting from just below my shoulder, ending just above my wrist. Multiple scars intertwined it. "I still have that feeling..."
.:Koko:.
She sat cross-legged on the floor with the cookie jar in her lap, digging into it to munch upon the sweets as Suzuya investigated Teela. When water began to spill from the maid's eyes, Koko would narrow her gaze, curiously tilting her head. This was... crying. Like how someone would cry in a book. Koko didn't cry, her tear ducts must have been all dried up. She frowned, unhappy with the maid's breakdown, before standing slowly and hobbling her way over to one of the two beds.
"I can't relate, I.. don't have anyone like that." The albino answered slowly, "why would I be sad if anyone Died? they all go die for all I care~" He giggled as he finished this, but truth be told there was an unfamiliar Pain starting to resonate within his chest.
"ah.....ah?" his eyes blinked as he placed his own hand to his chest. "That's weird.. I feel a little off... Somehow thinking of Shinohara-san being gone makes me a little lonely.." he whispered, mostly to himself. "But I wouldn't be sad though, not even if my adoptive father were to pass." It was a little painful to watch, The boy was out and right lying to himself.
Honestly it was such a bad lie that anyone whom saw him could easily see the fear showing on the boy's Face, perhaps he just wasn't used to feeling sad, yet it was clear if something did happen to the boy's Adoptive father, he wouldn't be able to function right, not only that.. but from the sounds of it, he didn't have any friends. Shinohara was probably the only human the boy had interacted with since his mentioned Time in the orphanage.
Upon seeing the scar, the albino gingerly reached out to touch the maid's arm, letting his slender fingers run Down the past injury as if he were examining it.
I tensed up as he touched the scar. Using my other sleeve, I started to wipe away my tears. "What if your Shinohara were to die? And what if you were the cause of his death...? Would you be so cold as to not feel anything?" I asked in a whisper, not looking at him.
Gently taking his hand away from the girl's past wound, Suzuya contemplated the words she spoke to him. Somehow these words hurt, they even stung a little and honestly he wasn't used to feeling that one bit and Didn't like it at all.
"...Somehow, somehow I feel reluctant to answer you.." The albino averted his own gaze, frowning as he Grew irritated once more, he hated the emotion he was feeling, he wasn't used to this at all.
"He can go die for all I care.." the boy mumbled, yet in reality he wanted to take back those words more Than anything and he wasn't even sure why.
"But he won't die, Shinohara-san is too strong to die, so he'll never die, he'll always be with me." He quickly Corrected to reassure himself, in a way this did make him feel better, though in reality he also realized he Was just dancing around the question, the Albino didn't want to admit how sad he would be if Shinohara Were to pass, he didn't even want to think of his father passing, sure, they had joked about his adoptive Father passing multiple times, but the reality of Shinohara actually dying was something Suzuya knew deep Down he couldn't handle, just being too stubborn to admit it.
I gently pulled the sleeve back up over the scar, then turned to look at him. "I know you feel it. The emptiness... I've had it for so long, I can tell when someone has that pain. You only felt a sliver of what I feel everyday." I murmur, gently tapping his chest where his heart is. "I haven't had any emotions besides greif. Not even joy when the master and mistress hired me. You guys are lucky. You don't have the hollowness I have. You're even luckier if you go your entire life without it."
[Um... How should they find out about the game? Oh, and Pup, think you could PM me the "game" summary, and what will happen?]
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I gently pulled the sleeve back up over the scar, then turned to look at him. "I know you feel it. The emptiness... I've had it for so long, I can tell when someone has that pain. You only felt a sliver of what I feel everyday." I murmur, gently tapping his chest where his heart is. "I haven't had any emotions besides greif. Not even joy when the master and mistress hired me. You guys are lucky. You don't have the hollowness I have. You're even luckier if you go your entire life without it."
[Um... How should they find out about the game? Oh, and Pup, think you could PM me the "game" summary, and what will happen?]
(I'll Pm you right now~ <3 as for the game, as soon as the others post I plan to start the game as soon as they leave the cell, it will be self explained and I think you'll understand the game is RIGHT away once they try to leave the room. ;D )
- - - Post Merge - - -
( Btw guys someone new is joining the RP! <3 please be kind to them!
If you would like to know more about them, please read the Players section! )
Charlotte looked around the cell she was in for the hundredth time. As it was within a large, expensive mansion, it was luxuriously furnished to match the rest of the house, though the furniture in that particular room was very damaged. The coffee table, the chair, everything was scratched or dinted or in some other way damaged from being used as a battering ram to try to break open the door. Her skin matched everything she had been using, her arms covered in bruises from every failed attempt which somehow injured her. After a while, she'd given up, as all she was achieving was hurting herself. She sat on the edge of the bed, thinking. She'd never escape Monica and Charles, and their sick 'game', at this rate. She'd survived the game, sure, but she couldn't escape from it.
