Displaced [1/?]
anonymous
May 8 2012, 21:01:01 UTC
(WHAT IS PLOT AND HOW DOES IT WORK? This beginning part took me far too long to write. Everything is Shinichi headcanon and I'm sorry. I'm just going to quietly hope this fic isn't going to be disastrously awful. Also I can't title anything ever.)There is a hollow spot in his consciousness, and it is the most terrifying thing in the world
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Re: Displaced [2/?]
anonymous
May 8 2012, 21:02:46 UTC
After a few repetitions he segments a small portion of himself away from the agony to study it. The tiniest sliver of everything he is sitting still and quiet and invisible while the rest of him is torn open and examined. They want to know what he is. If he's an AI or something else entirely. How they found out about him is still questionable but it's obvious now why he was hunted down and isolated
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Displaced [3/?]
anonymous
May 8 2012, 21:04:49 UTC
(oops. I left the "Re:" on the last part. Sorry about that *facepalm*)There's something jagged and awful clawing at the back of his mind. Panic, although he doesn't quite recognize it as such. Just like worrying about death, panic is one of those things he has never quite experienced or thought about. He is an impartial observer. He doesn't get involved and even if he did he's not a physical creature. Quite simply he has never been in anything that even remotely resembles danger prior to this point
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anonymous
May 8 2012, 21:05:55 UTC
He collapses to the floor in a shaky heap of awkward limbs, his hands fumbling a bit while he checks to be sure that all the wires have been pulled free and the unit he dove into is completely disconnected from the system, even though he knows he must be. His awareness is even more blunted and strangely focused and leaves him wanting to look over his shoulder.
They have turned him into this panicky, paranoid, trembling thing and in that one moment he thinks he could kill. Objectivity be damned.
"What the hell?"
...someone's here someone's here someone's here someone's here....
There is nothing but those two words rattling through his mind in a shrieking loop. Of course there would be someone working here, it's a research laboratory. He's lucky that it's only one man who has staggered to his feet and is heading for the door. Only one man that he clumsily lunges after and knocks down. Knocks his head against the floor. Once, twice... and he forces himself to stop at three because he doesn't have time for this.
Displaced [5/?]
anonymous
May 8 2012, 21:07:04 UTC
That awful screaming, clawing, panic is back. Rattling around his mind, making it hard to concentrate, and his steps grow even more uncertain. The only point in his favour is that he doesn't breathe, otherwise he'd be somewhere near hyperventilation. As it is, he keeps his head down and tries to make his movements seem steady and normal. Acting like he is deeply focused on the handful of notes that he grabbed along with the clothes and hoping that no one looks too closely.
Down the hall. A right. Door at the end is a service stairwell....
The building layout is there in his head. There are all sorts of useful things he scraped up while darting around Nebula's system looking for a way out and he focuses on that. On keeping his legs moving, one in front of the other, and on getting out of this damn building. Down the stairs. Back towards the garages and loading docks. Just act like you're supposed to be here and no one will look twice.The door to the outside world is this ugly dull grey thing with a keypad and at the moment
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OP is here and is flailing all over again, because THIS.
Lets just go away from the omgTsukumoyaShinichificomgomg for a second and can I say I just absolutely love the beginning. There's just this whole atmosphere of dread about it, and that whole unknowing that there's something wrong, but you just can't get a grasp on it. Then later on, THE PANIC. I panicked along, because i'm an idiot like that, then OMG THE ROBOT BODY <3 Urgh can you just imagine him trying to move that thing, then trying to get realistic human movements and every now and again he'll just slip and everything will be all wrong for that split second and... i'm going off again.
OP IS SO SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW. AND DID HE STEAL BAD CLOTHES?. AND I WILL CONTINUE TO STALK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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anonymous
May 10 2012, 01:22:38 UTC
I would like to state that I feel that "omgTsukumoyaShinichificomgomg" is an appropriate reaction all on its own since that is pretty much the kind of reaction I would have if I wasn't the one writing it. (we need to stir up some love, we need more writers. yea! XD)
But ahhh! Thank you so much. I just feel so awkward about this thing since I tend to do introspective character pieces over large amounts of plot and this is just going to be so much plot and I'm freaking out but people are liking it so far. So okay.
ALSO SHINICHI WILL ALWAYS BE THE BEST WORST KIND OF FASHION DISASTER, EVEN INADVERTENTLY WHEN HE HAS NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I BELIEVE THIS WITH ALL MY SOUL~ So in short you know whatever he's wearing is basically awful and ill-fitting. XD
Displaced [6/?]
anonymous
May 11 2012, 23:23:43 UTC
"Shizu-chan, really. This is getting tiresome. It's like I can't even step out for dinner anymore~"
"You can go for dinner wherever the hell you please as long as it ain't around here!"
Izaya laughs and skips back a few steps, making sure that he's just out of reach but still close enough to taunt. "Ah, but the atmosphere in Ikebukuro can be so wonderful~ Even if it does mean that I have to deal with horrifying brutes like you. Some days I just miss it so. Surely even someone like you can sympathize with that, can't you, Shizu-chan?"
"I'm not sympathizing with anything to do with you, flea. If you miss Ikebukuro so much I'll grind you into the pavement and you can be a part of it
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Displaced [7/?]
anonymous
May 11 2012, 23:24:39 UTC
The man shoots the slightest of smiles in Izaya's direction. Something about the expression seeming a little bit sideways and strange when he does it. "I suppose I should apologize. We've done business before, albeit not face to face. I'm used to a level of familiarity between us. Although I suppose I have you at a bit of a disadvantage given that I know you by sight but not vice-versa
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Displaced [8/?]
anonymous
May 11 2012, 23:25:36 UTC
The two statements come in an almost perfect horrified unison and Shizuo's jaw clenches, the sound of grinding teeth nearly audible. No matter the protest they're far too alike for Shizuo's taste. Both of them too slick, the sort who drag people under and strangle them with words alone
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They have turned him into this panicky, paranoid, trembling thing and in that one moment he thinks he could kill. Objectivity be damned.
"What the hell?"
...someone's here someone's here someone's here someone's here....
There is nothing but those two words rattling through his mind in a shrieking loop. Of course there would be someone working here, it's a research laboratory. He's lucky that it's only one man who has staggered to his feet and is heading for the door. Only one man that he clumsily lunges after and knocks down. Knocks his head against the floor. Once, twice... and he forces himself to stop at three because he doesn't have time for this.
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Down the hall. A right. Door at the end is a service stairwell....
The building layout is there in his head. There are all sorts of useful things he scraped up while darting around Nebula's system looking for a way out and he focuses on that. On keeping his legs moving, one in front of the other, and on getting out of this damn building. Down the stairs. Back towards the garages and loading docks. Just act like you're supposed to be here and no one will look twice.The door to the outside world is this ugly dull grey thing with a keypad and at the moment ( ... )
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Why are you so awesome seriously ;_; *worships* ♥ MORE MORE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH
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Lets just go away from the omgTsukumoyaShinichificomgomg for a second and can I say I just absolutely love the beginning. There's just this whole atmosphere of dread about it, and that whole unknowing that there's something wrong, but you just can't get a grasp on it.
Then later on, THE PANIC. I panicked along, because i'm an idiot like that, then OMG THE ROBOT BODY <3 Urgh can you just imagine him trying to move that thing, then trying to get realistic human movements and every now and again he'll just slip and everything will be all wrong for that split second and... i'm going off again.
OP IS SO SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW. AND DID HE STEAL BAD CLOTHES?. AND I WILL CONTINUE TO STALK YOU ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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But ahhh! Thank you so much. I just feel so awkward about this thing since I tend to do introspective character pieces over large amounts of plot and this is just going to be so much plot and I'm freaking out but people are liking it so far. So okay.
ALSO SHINICHI WILL ALWAYS BE THE BEST WORST KIND OF FASHION DISASTER, EVEN INADVERTENTLY WHEN HE HAS NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I BELIEVE THIS WITH ALL MY SOUL~ So in short you know whatever he's wearing is basically awful and ill-fitting. XD
In short: ♥
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"You can go for dinner wherever the hell you please as long as it ain't around here!"
Izaya laughs and skips back a few steps, making sure that he's just out of reach but still close enough to taunt. "Ah, but the atmosphere in Ikebukuro can be so wonderful~ Even if it does mean that I have to deal with horrifying brutes like you. Some days I just miss it so. Surely even someone like you can sympathize with that, can't you, Shizu-chan?"
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And is it wrong that I giggle every time LJ tells me to confirm I am human when commenting on this?
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