UNDERTAKING: 7 ⤧ my black eye casts no shadow; your red eye sees no pain.
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[ the view is all white, like a sheet's been thrown over it. there's nothing but silence at first, and then the shifting sound of a body rolling on crumples. the feed catches the corners of a dirty wall, covered in nicotine stains and grime: presumably where Genkaku is "residing".
and that's when his low, grumbling laugh cuts into the silence like a razor. ]
You fuckin' people are so stupid. You keep arguin', arguin' with me. And when I got living proof ...
[ another laugh, more barked this time. the feed shifts, extended from his arm, raised above his head and aimed down at his battered visage. his robes are ripped everywhere, and he has seeping red wounds in sharp lines, from the bottom of his mouth, down his chest, disappearing into the folds of his clothes. angry red criss-crosses and bloodstained lacerations framing his entire body. the once- crisp white sheets he's in are red and black and dirty, as though he'd been there so long the bed had soaked up all the hurt. ]
I told you fuckers. I fuckin' told you. A life full'a pain!
[ he shifts on the sheets and his laugh titters, his breath labored on crusted and scabbed lips.
he's just this side of manic. ]
But here I am, all wrapped up in pain, an' I'm enjoyin' it. You're finally startin' to make me feel alive, Thor! The greatest gift of all, right?!
HahahaHAHAHHAHA--
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[ the view is all white, like a sheet's been thrown over it. there's nothing but silence at first, and then the shifting sound of a body rolling on crumples. the feed catches the corners of a dirty wall, covered in nicotine stains and grime: presumably where Genkaku is "residing".
and that's when his low, grumbling laugh cuts into the silence like a razor. ]
You fuckin' people are so stupid. You keep arguin', arguin' with me. And when I got living proof ...
[ another laugh, more barked this time. the feed shifts, extended from his arm, raised above his head and aimed down at his battered visage. his robes are ripped everywhere, and he has seeping red wounds in sharp lines, from the bottom of his mouth, down his chest, disappearing into the folds of his clothes. angry red criss-crosses and bloodstained lacerations framing his entire body. the once- crisp white sheets he's in are red and black and dirty, as though he'd been there so long the bed had soaked up all the hurt. ]
I told you fuckers. I fuckin' told you. A life full'a pain!
[ he shifts on the sheets and his laugh titters, his breath labored on crusted and scabbed lips.
he's just this side of manic. ]
But here I am, all wrapped up in pain, an' I'm enjoyin' it. You're finally startin' to make me feel alive, Thor! The greatest gift of all, right?!
HahahaHAHAHHAHA--
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