Who: Tatsumi + a bunch of unfortunate souls (Open)
Where: Discedo (Mostly) but also Dissimulo
When: Starting Today and spanning a day or two?
Rating: T + M (Tatsumi and murder, but really it's for Teen and Mature because of blood, violence, torture, and death)
Summary: Tatsumi takes up the event's opportunity to go about harming and killing. Who
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Perhaps he was more human than he thought.
So the nordic wandered aimlessly around Dissimulo, not wanting to go back just yet. Just a few more moments to collect his thoughts. Just a few. Then he'd go back and help Fin with whatever task he was working at today.
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Putting on a concerned expression, Tatsumi waves at the nordic as he draws closer. "Hey! Ya shouldn't stand over there! It's kinda dangerous!!"
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...There was a guy with blue hair that he didn't know bothering him. What.
"...'M fine." he said, rather coldly. "I can take care of myself."
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"Ya can? Ya sound rather confident of yourself..."
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With all these mysterious bodies, how could he just sit in the sidelines. Whoever these people were, they were serious. Daisuke had no choice but to investigate.
The blonde was by the school examining the bodies. He already checked most of the other area, but all of them came to the same conclusion. The bodies were consistent with their scenes. Some of which didn't even look real.]
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He eventually came to, several minutes after. His head throbbed, but that was probably the least of his worries. The chair and blindfold being his first hints.]
I hope this isn't how you treat all your guests.
[At least he still had a sense of humor, but he was genuinely concerned for his safety.]
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Nah, just the ones who look like people I know.
If ya want, I can untie your hands, but only if ya promise not to scream or run away.
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With his elated mood, he didn't think twice at how horrible it might be to kick at some of the dead bodies on the ground. His nose told him they weren't real and might as well just be large rocks laying around, but that all comes to a stop when something feels off.
Tatsumi dart's his attention away from Michelangelo and then towards him, pausing to take in what he sees through tinted shades. He sniffs the air silently before turning his full attention towards the strange turtle man. Upon doing so, though, the blood staining his plain grey hoodie and worn-out jeans comes into full view.
"Need a hand?" And no, that wasn't a joke relating to the turtle's lost arm... or was it?
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"Ya, sure! I've got nothin' else to do." He circles around the hole in the ground. "Heh, makes me miss that old shovel I used to use when digging up bodies."
He waits, wondering what kind of expression he'd get from a turtle. A turtle who was burying a large rodent of some kind.
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Oh, yea. Killing was a plus too. He was so pleased about it, he gave little care to the fact half of his dull gray hoodie was drenched in blood. Specks of it decorated his legs and shoes but who was to say they were from a person? Even so, it could be from any of the bodies lying around-
Except Tatsumi knew better. At least it'd be a quick lie to get him out of most stares.
The sound of Grell's heels against pavement alerted the werewolf to oncoming traffic. The way the shoes fell against the pavement told him that whomever they belonged to wasn't afraid or upset. Solid and confident. Rather then darting into an ally, he waits to see what such a person might look like.
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"...how nostalgic." Her sharp teeth appeared to form a Cheshire-like smile.
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He motions his attention to the body on the ground. "Sightseeing?"
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She gulped. "Maybe someone should've come with me."
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From the fog, Tatsumi seems to appear suddenly. In actuality, Tatsumi had heard Sora and followed her suspiciously and when seeing she didn't appear a threat, just came to creep her out and possibly feed.
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"Please don't do that! It's strange enough with all the fog coming in."
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He gave her a soft smile, but something felt off about it. Perhaps it was because his smile was more of a smirk. "Are ya lost? Should I walk ya home?"
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