Do I Dare Disturb the Universe? 3/?
anonymous
May 26 2012, 05:17:42 UTC
It was risky to try to pull a trick like that on someone who had found out his real name with no hints. If they knew that much then it was also highly likely they knew that Izaya had nothing up his sleeve. But his nature wouldn’t allow him to back down from a direct challenge. This Tsukumoya person was obviously flouting their power in his face. Izaya knew because this was a trait he also possessed.
He wasn’t quite sure how to feel. If he were someone to believe in a concept like karma, perhaps he would have laughed at the justice of it. For months he had tortured people on the internet, finding out all about them, poking and prodding them until they gave him a reaction. He had done it without remorse, finding enjoyment out of it even. And now, it seemed he had dropped the ball and was having his own moves used on himself. A noise from his computer alerted him to the new message.
Tsukumoya Shinichi Please, don’t insult us both with that tired out old trick where you pretend to know everything that is going on. Just admit that for once, someone got something on you instead of the other way around. It’s not even that hard.
Orihara Izaya I suppose that was rather transparent, wasn’t it? If you don’t mind my asking, though, who exactly are you? I would assume that Amaterasu Chie is far from your real name, Tsukumoya-san. A rather pretentious name, by the way. I would also hazard a guess that you are not necessarily female, either.
Tsukumoya Shinichi Come now, Orihara. If I were to give you all of the information it wouldn’t be fun, would it? You like playing games with people, don’t you? You don’t care about the consequences for other people, so long as you get a kick out of acting like you are a god. How are your sisters, by the way?
Orihara Izaya ....
Orihara Izaya Excuse me?
Tsukumoya Shinichi Your sisters. Mairu and Kururi. You know, I really think you should spend more time with them. They look up to you an awful lot, for whatever reason. If you’re not careful, they will grow to resent you.
Izaya stared at the computer screen in bemusement. So this is what it had felt like for the people he had played with... a grin spread across his face. This was exactly what he needed to step up the game. After all, it was only a matter of time before he got bored of what he was doing now. Whoever this Tsukumoya person was, Izaya would find out. He would find out how they knew about him, and he would make a name for himself. He would use Tsukumoya Shinichi as an example of just what happens when you try to beat Izaya Orihara at his own game. Izaya’s hands flew across the keyboard, and just as he was about to hit send-
Tsukumoya Shinichi It seems like we’ve spent enough time chatting for this evening, wouldn’t you say? Lets save the rest until next time.
Orihara Izaya, confirmed dead!
Izaya hit the key, and the harsh sound of the computer refusing the command met his ears. The chat log was still displayed, complete with the insulting message indicating that he would not be able to get back into the chat. Frowning, Izaya closed the page and opened it again. He entered the same username and password as last time, but instead of being greeted by a message indicating his revival, a small window popped up instead.
Your IP address has been blocked until 20:00. Repeated attempts to access this page will result in an extended IP ban time.
As soon as he closed the window, Izaya’s mobile phone beeped, alerting him to a message.
So eager to speak to me again? Patience is a virtue, Orihara. -T S
“Tch...” Izaya sent back a message to the number. Isn’t kicking me out of your precious little chatroom a little immature?
A second after the message was sent, the phone beeped again. A message stating that the number was out of use, and his message was unable to reach it. As he put his phone away again, Izaya glanced at his clock, noticing for the first time that it was 2am. He had school tomorrow morning, an event he looked forward to unlike most of his peers, as it gave him a great chance to observe his beloved humans.
Attempting one last time to access the chatroom, Izaya gave up and turned off his computer before going to bed.
Eeee. I'm just sitting here cooing "babies babies babies babies~ ♥" because my brain can't manage much else at the moment. Shinichi is just such a perfectly smug little shit all taunting Izaya by bringing up his sisters and, and... FEELINGS! I HAVE A BUNCH OF THEM!
He wasn’t quite sure how to feel. If he were someone to believe in a concept like karma, perhaps he would have laughed at the justice of it. For months he had tortured people on the internet, finding out all about them, poking and prodding them until they gave him a reaction. He had done it without remorse, finding enjoyment out of it even. And now, it seemed he had dropped the ball and was having his own moves used on himself. A noise from his computer alerted him to the new message.
Tsukumoya Shinichi
Please, don’t insult us both with that tired out old trick where you pretend to know everything that is going on. Just admit that for once, someone got something on you instead of the other way around. It’s not even that hard.
Orihara Izaya
I suppose that was rather transparent, wasn’t it? If you don’t mind my asking, though, who exactly are you? I would assume that Amaterasu Chie is far from your real name, Tsukumoya-san. A rather pretentious name, by the way. I would also hazard a guess that you are not necessarily female, either.
Tsukumoya Shinichi
Come now, Orihara. If I were to give you all of the information it wouldn’t be fun, would it? You like playing games with people, don’t you? You don’t care about the consequences for other people, so long as you get a kick out of acting like you are a god. How are your sisters, by the way?
Orihara Izaya
....
Orihara Izaya
Excuse me?
Tsukumoya Shinichi
Your sisters. Mairu and Kururi. You know, I really think you should spend more time with them. They look up to you an awful lot, for whatever reason. If you’re not careful, they will grow to resent you.
Izaya stared at the computer screen in bemusement. So this is what it had felt like for the people he had played with... a grin spread across his face. This was exactly what he needed to step up the game. After all, it was only a matter of time before he got bored of what he was doing now. Whoever this Tsukumoya person was, Izaya would find out. He would find out how they knew about him, and he would make a name for himself. He would use Tsukumoya Shinichi as an example of just what happens when you try to beat Izaya Orihara at his own game. Izaya’s hands flew across the keyboard, and just as he was about to hit send-
Tsukumoya Shinichi
It seems like we’ve spent enough time chatting for this evening, wouldn’t you say? Lets save the rest until next time.
Orihara Izaya, confirmed dead!
Izaya hit the key, and the harsh sound of the computer refusing the command met his ears. The chat log was still displayed, complete with the insulting message indicating that he would not be able to get back into the chat. Frowning, Izaya closed the page and opened it again. He entered the same username and password as last time, but instead of being greeted by a message indicating his revival, a small window popped up instead.
Your IP address has been blocked until 20:00. Repeated attempts to access this page will result in an extended IP ban time.
As soon as he closed the window, Izaya’s mobile phone beeped, alerting him to a message.
So eager to speak to me again? Patience is a virtue, Orihara. -T S
“Tch...” Izaya sent back a message to the number. Isn’t kicking me out of your precious little chatroom a little immature?
A second after the message was sent, the phone beeped again. A message stating that the number was out of use, and his message was unable to reach it. As he put his phone away again, Izaya glanced at his clock, noticing for the first time that it was 2am. He had school tomorrow morning, an event he looked forward to unlike most of his peers, as it gave him a great chance to observe his beloved humans.
Attempting one last time to access the chatroom, Izaya gave up and turned off his computer before going to bed.
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Ugh. I love you okay.
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