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vatheon2012-03-27 04:15 pm
thalassino) wrote in vatheon2012-03-27 04:15 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- akihiko sanada,
- akise aru,
- amane kuzuryu,
- anise tatlin,
- aradia megido,
- axel,
- bad girl,
- bianca,
- billy iketani,
- bugs bunny,
- chie satonaka,
- ciel phantomhive,
- cielo,
- conan edogawa (shinichi kudo),
- desu mc (katsu aoki),
- dizzy,
- duzell,
- expatriate darkleer,
- gamzee makara,
- gankyuu eguriko,
- grell sutcliff,
- guy cecil,
- heather mason,
- ion,
- italy (feliciano vargas),
- jacob,
- james sunderland,
- kanaya maryam,
- karkat vantas,
- ky kiske,
- minato arisato,
- mishina eikichi,
- mitsuhide akechi,
- morte asherah,
- muraki kazutaka,
- pharos,
- ran mouri,
- red heavy,
- red medic,
- reisuke houjou,
- riku,
- rinoa heartilly,
- ruca milda,
- sebastian michaelis,
- shelly greenhill,
- shizuo heiwajima,
- squall leonhart,
- tiir rumibul,
- tsuzuki asato,
- yosuke otoha,
- yukari takeba,
- yuno gasai,
- zelda (ocarina of time)
Life's no fun without a good scare
It starts some time around 3am, Tuesday morning. Thin whispers of fog start appearing all throughout Vatheon, creeping through the narrow, winding streets, up the steps, and over the park. It starts in the lower district, but as the night progresses and daylight approaches, it spreads to the other districts as well, growing thicker and thicker as it does. By the morning rolls around, the mist is thick enough that visibility has been compromised greatly, and the temperature seems to have dropped a few degrees, an odd chill filling the air.
And on the walls, there are stains.
They are infrequent at first, just a odd ruddy brown smear and a oddly bright red drop here and there, but the closer to the Plaza, the more numerous they become. There is a large smear across the steps leading up to the Plaza, as if something big was dragged up them. In one place the blood -- for it is blood, there is no deny it at this point -- pools thickly as if whoever was responsible took a casual break there, leaving the poor victim to bleed out on the steps.
On the plaza, the mist is thinner, but that is no relief. Rather, it just functions to make the gruesome scene all the more clearer.
A woman is draped upside down on the coral. Or, well, woman. It was once a woman, certainly, but now it is nothing more than something straight out of a nightmare. The flesh seems to have been torn carelessly from her limbs here and there, showing the white gleam of her bones, her nurse outfit torn as if raked apart by giant claws and her head...
well, it isn't there anymore.
The ground in front of her is smeared with blood as well. But where the previous smears had been accidental, these are deliberate, long lines curving and meeting to spell out
But no help had been forthcoming, clearly. No, it seems that this murder, this brutal murder, was nothing more than a game to whoever did it. The walls of the buildings surrounding the plaza are coated in bloody, spelling out a long string of mocking 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA's and directly in the center, behind the coral.
The notice board seems to have been hit too. The killer did not tear down any of the notices on the board already, but they did cover the entire board with blood-stained sheets of paper, each adorned with the same text over and over and over again.
Chop chop, sweet Charlotte
Chop chop till she's dead
Chop chop, sweet Charlotte
Chop off her hand and head.
For those brave enough to check, no, the poor girl still has both her hands. Was the killer just sloppy, or does this mean this is not Charlotte? So many unanswered questions, more born every passing moment.
Who had done this? Why? Where they going to strike again? And why had nobody heard anything?
[ooc note: Consider this your mingle log. Have fun, go forth, threadjack.
And as a further note, the fog does not seem to be clearing up as the week goes on.
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Feel what?
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[ Everyone is so frightened! He feels it as if he feels the wind against his skin. It's... exhilarating and curious all at the same time. ]
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...Yes, everyone is afraid, aren't they.
[...]
That's why we have to protect everyone. So they can live their lives without fear.
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[ a pause as he glances back once more before beginning to follow Minato ]
Do you know why it happened?
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No...I don't.
We have to find out, though. It can't stay like this.
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... That is true. Who will clean this up?
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A slow breath, and--]
We will probably have to leave it until the people investigating are finished looking for clues. And then...I'll make sure it's cleaned up.
[Somehow.]
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[ he would like to. scrub away the blood and take the body to the morgue, ah how fascinating this is for him ]
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You should probably not smile so much when offering something like that.
But I would appreciate your help.
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Oh, is it wrong?
[ HE DID NOT KNOW ]
But I am glad to be of use.
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[A slight nod, but--]
You're always helpful. Never doubt that.
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[ because Minato said it and Minato is his everything ]
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Well then, I'm glad.
Come on. Let's go somewhere a little less bloody.
You remember this place, don't you?
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[ falling into step beside Minato ]
I'm sorry for leaving those last two times.
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What matters is that you're back.
What do you last remember?
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You haven't missed too much then. That's good.
[heh.]
Do you want to get a room at the dorm again?
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[ BECAUSE MINATO ]
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