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I AM A VERY LAZY PERSON. Therefore, comment here for a summary of what Kamui thinks of your character. =3=b It will be tacked onto this post!

( Relationships )

...I was shot. Recently. But I don't remember it.

And I attacked Rolo. Twice. But--

[...] I need to find out who killed Fuuma. That-- I won't let someone get away with--

What's wrong with me?

[Locked to Rolo // 70% Unhackable]

I need to talk to you.

It's time.

[Commentlog for Rolo~]

( Private // Hackable with effort )

How big is a world, if one man can travel to every family in it in one day? Besides, there's no balance. He gives away gifts to everyone for free? The lack of equivalent exchange will end up hurting someone.

And what, exactly, constitutes whether or not someone is good or bad? Is it according to law? According to morals? Is someone truly bad if they never before learned how to be "good"? It's all subjective. Just like everything else.

[...] It needs to start snowing already.

[Edit]: I need a healer.

[Sup guys! This time, your friendly neighborhood Kamui is in his gay ass vampire outfit, which really isn't that important but hey, he seldom wears it in Discedo. He idly walks over to the dresser in his bedroom and brushes a finger across the edge of it, his expression soft and wistful.]

Your scent is almost gone. It really has been a while, hasn't it?

[He clenches his gloved fist and looks up.] I'll find a way to keep us out of this world. We'll be able to move on to the next world, before that hunter catches up with us. I've already been here for far too long. [Lets out a soft bitter little laugh.] All things considered, I suppose it's alright for me to be here, if time doesn't pass. At the very least, you can't be brought here alone, or with that man. And I'm not alone, either. Fuuma is here. To think that...

I'll find a way back to you. I'll find a way to the next world. That's a promise. Subaru.

There has to be something to do around here. [Since I don't feel like going outside yet or anything. But I might if I don't figure out something to do soon >_>]

...

Did they really call me "Mommy Kamui"?

[After some fumbling, the communicator turns onto the voice function and it's clear from the voice coming across the network that it's not Kamui. It's Rolo, and he sounds very panicked.]

Mr. Fuuma! Some... a-a doctor that's Mr. Kamui's friend! I... he's sick, I need help! Please! Someone hurry!

[ooc: This is what happens when Hales and I thread and plot. continued from here!]

[And here we have a domesticated Kamui in his natural habitat-- With a sleeping Fuuma within ten feet of him in the living room. He's currently keeping two kittens from knocking down anything and everything in the kitchen, trying to cook, and balancing cleaning dishes at the same time.]

This is getting ridiculous--

[The kittens knock down a bottle of alcohol and jump down after it, and Kamui, thanks to his vampy reflexes, manages to catch the bottle with his mouth, only barely managing to catch both kittens before they hit the oven.

And then Anemone's dog, Gulliver, who Kamui took in after she died to take care of until she returns, decides to tackle him in the back. Kamui's head goes flying forward, and he barely avoids falling onto the stove.]

[...;;;]

Mii! [Mommy Kamui!] Myaooo? [Mommy Kamui?] Mroooowwww-- [Hey, Mommy Kaaa--]

Quiet.

[Kamui slowly backs up and begins to put them down, to which they protest. With a sigh, he puts the bottle of alcohol away by getting up on his tippy toes and shifting it back into its cupboard with his mouth. He then shifts Gulliver onto one shoulder and the kittens to the other before resuming cooking, occasionally peeking over at Fuuma. It's hard being Kamui.]

[ooc: Anemone-mun and Fuuma-mun approved /o/]

[The feed goes on! Kamui's standing there, holding up Seishirou. But there's something very noticeable about Seishirou. Mainly, the fact that he's six inches tall. Thanks to inspiration from Rolo, Kamui took poison from a monster in the forest, tipped his arrow with it, and shot Sei, not knowing that it would make him, well. Tiny.

Seishirou convulses from the poision, and Kamui makes sure he doesn't fall out of his hand, ignoring the indistinct muttering coming from his mouth.

Sigh. He takes his other hand and snaps Seishirou's right arm. Seishirou cries out. Kamui flinches at the sound and makes a face, quickly replaced by anger.] You've made this too easy. As much as I want to kill you, I won't, if only for his sake. As much as you deserve to die.

Stay away from those I care about, or next time I truly will kill you. You and anyone else who tries to hurt them--

[Ping! Looks over to the comm.

...

Fuck.] You just love to turn on, don't--

Rolo. Jackie. Fuuma. I need to talk to each of you.

Kureha, Chopper. I need one of you two at the hospital.

[Kamui has a piece of paper! He's writing because he's bored out of his flipping mind. He turns on the communicator and shows his kittens and what he's written:]

Discedo Creatures

Indoors

○ Bats
○ Ghosts with lanterns Poes
○ Exploding barrels Heartless Barrel Spiders

Outdoors

○ Wolves
○ Zombies
○ Giant puppets
○ Irritating little girls with guns
○ Pigs
○ Giant wolves
○ Giant black [...] creatures
○ Shadowy giant ant things Heartless
○ Heaven Smiles
○ Nurses (Hospital)

Lake

○ Crocodile-sharks
○ Weird tube things Like-likes

Forest

○ Chocobos
○ Leprechauns
○ Mad Cows
○ Reavers
○ Purple dogs Boars Rams genetic mutations
○ Poisionous cloud releasing plants
○ Genetically mutated rabbits
○ Giant fl

[...]

[Audio]

Does anyone know the names of any of these things?

[THERE ARE ACTUALLY MONSTERS BEHIND ALL OF THESE. I'm pretty sure I missed some, so he could have just forgotten to put them down or something idk . But yes, have fun guessing which ones are which /o/]

There has to be something else to do. Something else besides waiting. I've waited too long as it is.

[...]

Maybe, someday, we'll meet again. After we leave this world. It's ridiculous. I've gotten so attached to one person, something I had swore would never happen, and yet--

I wouldn't change anything. I trust him. I trust him with my life. I care the most about Subaru, but even so, I care about Fuuma almost just as much.

[Lets out a small, bitter laugh] And to think that I thought I hated him. To think that, for three years, I actively tried to kill him. Something that I couldn't imagine doing now.

...I hope I remember.

[Contrary to his previous post, he's talked to chopper and feels better and doesn't feel like such an ass for once. He also dreamed about Subaru, the primary reason for his lack of assery. So now he's just going to stare off, think, and talk to his cats.]

--so, I still don't like this place. I'll never like this place. That's for certain. But despite that, there are people I've met here. Can I trust all of them? No. Can I trust most of them? Unlikely.

Can I trust a few of them?

[He picks Subaru up, and a meow can be heard.]

A few of them aren't even here anymore. They may not ever remember this place. But they never "cease" to exist. Because they continue to "live on" in our hearts. That's what others might believe, isn't it?

[Meow! Meow! Hokuto protests, and eventually Kamui picks her up too.]

I'm getting softer. Changing. And yet, there are certain things that won't change.

There's at least one thing that definitely won't change. My-- [Click.]

This again--

Subaru?

I'm done waiting. I'm done sitting around. I want to get out of this damned place, and this damned city, and this damned world.

Let me out of the hospital, let me go back to Subaru, and let me find a way out of here for good. I'm not staying in this place any longer, and to hell with anyone who says otherwise. Even you, Fuuma.

[Stomp storm I am leaving the hospital and having a bitch fit try and stop me.]

Lucky bastards.

[...]

Don't die. Both of you. [Lol yeah right.]

...

Can I leave yet?

I don't belong here.

[commentlog for Chopper and later Fuuma /o/]

You.

[The communicator turns on! Nothing interesting is going on here. Kamui's just petting the kittens which have decided that his lap is their new bed.

But what's this? There's something very wrong about this picture. Something that most of Discedo has probably never seen. Yes, that's right: Kamui's smiling.

He continues petting the kittens calmly until the communicator times out, the smile on his face never fading.]

[Have a Kamui! Have a Kamui fumbling with the communicator.

Ohay Discedo. He seems fairly... calm? And a bit nostalgic.]

One year.

[He look in another direction.]

Too long.

[Tap. Tap tap.]

...

[Tap tap tap. Tap. Kamui walks over to the window and sets the communicator down.]

...Lilith? What are you--

[Kamui quickly opens the window, whereas Lilith simply smiles at him.]

Happy Discoversary, Kamui. [And she reaches up to him for a kiss.]

[Sari-approved /o/]

--know what I meant.

People kill each other all the time.

He trusted me.

You think that sort of thing never happens?

Why are you so calm about this?

Because panicking is a waste of energy that won't make the situation any better.

I killed Chopper. Doesn't that bother you at all?

It does, but what do you want me to do about it?

...

You think me leaving would help?

...No.

Then why bring-- [Click.]

[Orange is Fuuma. The truth comes out!]

Kazuki is gone. Subaru is gone. Kamyu is gone.

If they-- There's no doubt in my mind that we have to move on to the next world. That we have to be free of this place.

Subaru. We might be able to be free of this place for good. If not in this city, then maybe somewhere else. We will find a way out of this world, no matter what. But...

[...!]

Stupid--

[GROWL. SLAM. There's a new dent in the wall.]

Just like...

How much longer?

[A deep breath. Running.]

Trust. I won't make that mistake again.

[...]

But to hell with self pity. This just makes it that much more clear that humans--

No. Everyone. All beings are paranoid, hateful, and self-centered.

This event didn't change anyone.

It just opened everyone's eyes.

[The video turns on. Kamui's holding onto Fuuma's lifeless, blood covered body-- his throat was slit. Kamui's face is frozen in shock. He doesn't say anything at first, sorting his hair into place and cleaning off his face, Fuuma settled on his lap.]

[...]

Fuuma. Fuuma.

Wake up. Wake up. I can't do this. I can't--

I'll kill him. I'll kill anyone who gets in my way. He can't--

He can't take you away from me too.

Wake up. Wake up, Fuuma--

[He finally turns to the communicator. There's blood all over his face. His face is still pretty frozen from shock, and he very blankly stares at it for a moment before returning his attention to Fuuma. With a hug, he picks him up and sets him on the couch before grabbing the communicator. There are footsteps heading outside before the communicator times out.]

[ooc: SO BASICALLY. Rolo killed Fuuma. We are logging this but I'm impatient. Kamui's going batshit insane, not because of the chip but because baww Fuuma, and Subaru isn't there to keep him sane, and he'll basically be acting the same way he did when Subaru got trapped underwater. Run into him at your own risk, and expect no coherency from him!]

[The audio turns on! You can hear a recovering Kamui walking around and doing his daily things like he's not supposed to.]

For anyone who saw that last entry and needlessly worried, I'm fine.

[AND THEN SUDDDENLY. Crash. Damnitdamnitdamnit--

THIS IS WHY INJURED PEOPLE SHOULD NOT BE IN THE KITCHEN. EVER. Various pots and pans can be heard hitting the floor, followed by running in every direction and clanking as he picks them up. Kamui is making a mess.]

...

...

[Sigh. He starts fidgeting with the device, his arm finally healed enough for him to be able to use his communciator without too much trouble.]

[Locked from TRC!Fuuma // Text]

What's the best thing to do for other's birthdays? [I suck and need to make this birthday not suck for Fuuma kthx]

[/Locked]

...Feburary 19th. Since you wanted to know so badly. [Directed to Fuuma >_>b]

[...]

Two weeks.

It's been too long already. Why won't they bring you back? I can't--

[...]

[...]

[Fuck you, communicator. Well, while you're on:] I'm sorry. I'm sorry. [I'm sorry I'm a fail not!twin, Subaru ;o;]

Perfect. Absolutely ▒▒░▓▒▓▒ perfect.

I've been to this same damned lake at least a dozen--

[BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT]

[...wtf, Discedo, it hasn't been two weeks.]

...Useless piece of trash.

--Subaru. Where is Subaru.

[A light cough. Kamui sounds extremely disoriented, thanks to momma Kureha tranquilizing him. Only through sheer stubbornness is he still conscious and somewhat functioning.]

I have to find him. Let me out.

[...]

I don't get--

[Lalala coughing fit.]

...I don't get sick, so I'm not sick. [Fuck this place so much ajklgsds. No, I mean it, I'm going to freaking kill someone.]

Discedo.

If you had to pick someone, out of everyone here, to lead this city, who would you choose?

Someone who never knows when to shut up and can get people's attention. I wonder where I'm going to find someone like that.

Kamyu, take one step out of this house before those wounds are healed and I'm putting you on a leash.

...And I need to talk to some guy named Boris.

...The majority of the population is getting sick from the weather or dying of chip removals, and what people are worrying about is a couple of arrested countries.

This place never gets even a little less inconceivably idiotic, does it? Priorities always waver to whatever seems more entertaining. I shouldn't be surprised at this point. Things don't really change here.

[...]

Kureha. I need you.

( Locked to Kazuki )

Incorrigible moron.

So he's back. Who knows who they'll bring here next.

( Locked to Subaru // difficult to hack )

[There's the sound of a splash as Kamui enters the lake like the idiot he is before the communicator cuts out.]