Thirty-First Issue - Letting Out the Monster

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[Enjoying your sleep tonight, Paradisa? Not for long. In the still of the night, there's a faint blue glow visible from one of the taller buildings in town as a young man who's had just about enough of playing by the rules decides to cut loose a bit. He's been in town all day, handing out sudden and unexplainable bouts of gastrointestinal

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[fishy_go_byebye]

[Slow, lazy rustlings from her side.]

It's not your melody...

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Think so, do ya? What makes ya say that, luv?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[A shrug he can't see, but there are shuffling footsteps headed from one of the town alleys now.]

Is your tummy rumbly? I lose mine when my it goes all the rumbles.

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Nah, 'm jus' tired o' playin' by th' rules. Wha's it gotten me? Got a friend who hates me, an' I can't bloody figure out who'm supposed t'be. I say bugger th' rules. I'mna do as I please!

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Shuffle shuffle shuffle. Pouty sigh.]

It always gets everyone.

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[He looks down from his building perch down at the girl he's had such a confusing relationship with, and is torn on what he feels like he could, and should do. He's been having his doubts about this, especially since people he knew started bothering him over the journal. He sits down on the edge of a building, his guitar starting to die down as he battles himself, but he doesn't stop.]

What does? Y'mean my li'l change in attitude? I'd say yer th' last person t'lecture me on consistency, Delirium.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She's not just gonna sit there and take being attacked like that. It's not nice at all. And she looks up at the roof from where she's standing at the base of his building.]

I don't like that name.

[A few awkward hop-skip-jumps, and she's up onto the roof with him]

Don't call me that.

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[He doesn't really mean it, Del. He can't help himself. Push him hard enough, and he'll fall to pieces. Far from being intimidated by Del joining him on the roof, he stands up, cocking the top hat he's had on forward, revealing the shadow of a skull-like visage ghosting itself over his face.]

What? Delirium? I's yer name, innit? Delirium o' th' Endless, bloody avatar o' insanity.

[Beneath the shadow of his hat, Jono rubs his face, pausing briefly at his temples to massage away the headache he's been nursing since he woke up Grimdark.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Even if she knew, she still wouldn't be able to take it well. Only Desire called her that. And only when it was trying to be hurtful. Sometimes people used it, on accident, when meeting her.

Why would Burny be doing this...]

Don't... Don't call me that!

[She tries as hard as her little self can to push him over.]

Ever seen Six-String Samurai? Also? This is a hard thread to do ;__;

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[He's only acting out frustration he normally holds back on, unable to figure out exactly where he and Delirium stand, what they were in certain terms, because knowing that could help bring him back from the brink he feels himself teetering over. Normally, he'd just talk it out, but the Dark Shard in him is making him more aggressive than he normally has it in him to be.]

Why not? So y'can't be reminded o' what y'are? Jus' like I am every bleedin' day?

[Rather than fight back, Jono just stays as solid an unmovable as ever.]

No, I haven't. And OMG it's killing meeeeeee... ;;

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Delirium's tragedy is that she knows there was a time when she was better. Or perhaps it's that she can't imagine a place where she would be.

And usually, she would have managed to let this slide away, just another drop of something in the sea of nothings. But she'd been on edge already, too.

The hitting isn't helping, so she just starts retreating. Stumbling steps backwards with her hands over her ears, trying to block out his voices and all the other voices that always aren't there.]

I can't hear you... Why are you doing this? I'm not broken!

[She wouldn't crumble him down. She knows it's there, an edge he could walk over and be hers with. But he wasn't one of the ones she would just nudge. Even if he deserved it.]

It's a gem among indie films. He's going to feel SO bad when this is all over ;__;

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[Jono lowers his head, the top hat tumbling from his head. He throws his guitar away from himself, and it makes a sound like Jimi Hendrix dying as it crashes on the street below. He then sits down, his head in his hands.]

I'm...what th' hell was I doin'? Del...? What'd I do?

[He looks like he's about ready to cry. This was not what he needed tonight.]

((OOC: Also? I already found a song for them, this one <3))

I looked it up! I think I'll try to find a copy :) Aaaahhh the drama :(

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She's as far away as she can get on the roof, eyes squeezed shut and hands clamped over her ears.]

I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not...

=3 Hopefully they can come out of this better off <3

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[Jono raises his head, the red partially receded from his eyes, making an odd filter for his natural brown.]

Del I'm...I'm sorry. I didn' mean t'...

That wasn' me...

They have tooooo

[fishy_go_byebye]

[An unhappy moan under her breath, and her outline shivers.]

I didn't do anything...

=3

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I know luv...I know. You've done nothin' but be good t'me fer as long as I've known ya. Far better'n I deserve. There's...somethin' in me, somethin' that bloody meteor shower did t'me tha's pushin' on me t'be such a jackass. I'm sorry.

[He'd come closer, but he's not sure it's such a smart idea right now.]