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When my wife died I was happy, When my wife died I was glad~

Dec 07, 2010 19:21

Who: ohfuckitscary, pwninursanity and those who are going crazy!
When: All of week one.
Where: Anywhere you desire.
Summary: Asura or his clowns spread the madness!
Rating: IDEK
Warnings: Madness. Lots of it.

( I buried her beneath the fir, behind the cabbage patch. )

madotsuki, asura, darc, ramona flowers, cloud, orihara izaya, jack noir, asagami fujino

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Last option, set on friday? I think he'll be fairly easy to pursuade in this state... darc_nidellia December 8 2010, 20:31:29 UTC

It would have been painfully obvious to anyone who set eyes on him that the half-breed was dangerously agitated; he was currently pacing back and forth across a clearing deep in the woods, muttering gruffly under his breath and glancing sharply over his shoulder every few moments. he had felt certain that they wouldn’t be able to bother him all the way out here, that once he was out of earshot of their infernal whispering he’d actually be able to think clearly and plan what he was going to do about it, but even now he couldn’t be sure that they weren’t still there, just out of sight, plotting against him.

They wanted him dead, all of them. He had heard it all quite clearly. Obviously he’d suspected it from the beginning, that none of them could abide having a filthy, useless half-breed in their midst, that they were all just pretending to tolerate him, but now he’d overtly heard them all talking about it, and it was clearly only a matter of time before they came for him. He had to think of something...there were too many of them for ( ... )

Sounds like a plan to me. strongestcoward December 8 2010, 21:00:16 UTC

Asura could feel Darc's madness as he moved through his wavelength, like ripples in water. It wasn't hard to find him-so he simply strode into the clearing, giving a friendly wave and casually calling out.

"Hey kid! What're you thinking about?"

Good times XD darc_nidellia December 8 2010, 21:07:29 UTC

Darc swiftly spun around as soon as he heard someone call out to him; he should have been able to sense them approaching, why the hell hadn’t he? It was obviously some kind of ploy....they were craftier that he thought, disrupting his highly developed senses so they could creep up on him and kill him without any difficulty. He hissed fiercely, lips pulling back from his teeth in an attempt to look vicious when he spotted Asura...obviously they would have sent this one to kill him, someone who he wouldn’t even stand a chance against...

‘Don’t give me that,’ he spat, hand edging towards the hilt of his sword even though he knew it was pointless, ‘I know they sent you here...but I’m not gonna let them do it...I won’t fucking let you kill me...’

strongestcoward December 8 2010, 21:15:46 UTC

"Ke-ke...Really now?" His scarves flexed, revealing his lips, smiling widely as he almost always did when dealing with Darc. He was a cute kid. "Do you think that there's anyone who ever lived who could tell me what to do?"

Asura opened his arms wide, gesturing to the wilderness in general, as if he conducting a silent and invisible orchestra. "Feh~ You think that I'd be a part of anything like that? And here I thought you knew me better than that."

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Option 2 - Not going insane XD Tuesday evening most likely. bitchatroll December 9 2010, 02:08:05 UTC

[He didn't really want to stay with others in the camp cabins, so he has resorted to staying on a hammock he strung really high up the trees. Izaya is on his way back to his little sleeping place when he sense a familiar feeling. He could recognizes it anywhere. Good thing Natsu is already asleep inside his jacket.]

Asura-san. Fancy meeting you here. [He smiles. Honestly Izaya would rather not meet this creepy God but he also understands what Asura can offers and that tempts him to no ends.]

strongestcoward December 9 2010, 11:03:47 UTC

It's not unusual.

[Asura is actually laying in Izaya's hammock-but sideways over it, hanging his head and legs out.]

I was looking for you so I guess we were going to meet anyway.

bitchatroll December 9 2010, 12:16:23 UTC

[He looks up to where Asura's voice came from. Great. He'll have to wash that hammock now. Or get a new one.]

You were looking for me? [He raises an eyebrow, curious to find out what the God wants from him.]

strongestcoward December 9 2010, 12:20:25 UTC

No.

Ke-ke.

I've known where you were from the start, I just turned up. I guess it doesn't count as looking if you don't have to search.

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option 1/4?? also late sob little_stitches December 9 2010, 04:51:15 UTC

Kite was having an intense staring match with a tree on the outskirts of the forest. Was there a reason behind it? Was he just a little weirdo? Was -- oh hey, squirrel. It suddenly poked its head out from a hole in the tree and found itself face to face with a zombie. Kite reached for it, but the squirrel wasn't having any of that and quickly scampered around the tree to escape.

Kite followed it around, floating a little higher to keep up with it. This just encouraged the little critter to scamper around and around, which in turn made Kite float around and around the tree until he was pretty dizzy. Eventually the squirrel sprinted to the end of a branch and took a leap of faith to the next tree over. Kite followed below.

Yeah, he was pretty easily entertained. And needless to say, not really paying attention to anything else.

I forgive you, but Santa doesn't. pwninursanity December 9 2010, 10:40:02 UTC

A long, skinny arm splashes out of the tree, as if the wood was water, grabbing the little fuzzy guy in a vice grip.

Slowly, the owner of the arm pulled itself out of a branch that was far too small to contain it. It was huge, and coloured a random mismatch of neon blue and red, made of patchwork held together by stitches. One arm was long and skinny, the other a huge spiral shape. Its face, a huge smile across it, had the same markings as Kite's own, and its hat was also the same, aside from a pair of bells hanging from the ear flaps.

It didn't say a thing-it simply stared at Kite-and crushed the Squirrel.

It's okay I've been pretty naughty little_stitches December 9 2010, 19:24:32 UTC

For a moment, Kite just stared dumbfounded at the... whatever it was. He floated back in surprise, big eyes trained on what remained of the squirrel. Eventually his gaze traveled up the weird skinny arm and landed on its owner. Some kind of twisted doppleganger.

That was when he snapped out of it. His expression hardened as he swung his suddenly fire-coated arm, sending a wave of blue flame at the bizarre creature in the tree. He wasn't patient enough to ask why it did what it did, and wasn't sure it could answer him anyway.

Guess I'll just take these presents then. pwninursanity December 9 2010, 19:39:39 UTC

The Clown didn't make any move to dodge or block, catching aflame and falling from the branch, whistling a high pitched mockery of a falling bomb before smashing into the ground. The clown burnt, slowly and steadily, smoke billowing from it's skin. But the smoke was made of millions of tiny arrows, stretching out to reach for Kite in a sinister cloud.

Any that touched would latch on, and be unable to be detached. No wounds-simply stuck on the skin.

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