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[doctor_dismemberment]

[The feed clicks on. Hunched over the terminal is a haggard, shivering man in a Nazi uniform with snow still dusting his body, who's glaring at the camera as if he's trying to burn a hole through whoever is watching. He's silent for a moment, just breathing heavily, until he finally speaks in a voice that's as gravelly and uneven as a cobblestone road.]

...That's it. [His German accent is thicker than ever, as if he's not even trying to speak properly anymore. He sounds strangely serene underneath it all, eerily so.] I've had it. I can't take it anymore. I don't want to live here-

[He cuts himself off sharply after his voice rises in volume, and he draws in a ragged breath, shutting his eyes. A violent shudder runs through his body, and a strap of leather slides down his shoulder as a result. He shrugs it back up, and the glinting metal of a large gun can be seen behind his back.]

...I don't. You are all- [A look crosses his face like he's just thought of a funny joke. He gives a chuckle, and the sound is light and airy, but it's weak, too.] You're all laughing, aren't you? You're laughing- [He slams his fists down on the terminal, all traces of good humor gone from his face and his tone.] -und you're happy that I am suffering like this! Well, I'll give you all another reason to hate me, ja?

[He straightens up, and for a moment, a pained expression crosses his face. He puts a hand to his head, mutters:] Shut up, shut up!

[And then he tugs his gun off its strap and over his shoulder. To those who are familiar with WWII-era weaponry, it's an MP 40 sub-machine gun, and Richtofen's holding it with a vice grip. He gives the camera a lopsided grin, then shouts at the terminal, at the viewer.]

Why don't you all try to give me one reason why I shouldn't knock on every door in this hallway und blow the brains out of whoever answers? Hmm? Come on, I know you have it in you! Convince me, heroes. [He spits out that last word like it's poison.

Speaking up again, his voice is bitter. There's an almost mournful edge to it.] Give me a reason to try und be a good person.

[And then he leans against the terminal again, eyes darting to and fro over the screen, gripping the gun tightly in his trembling hands.]


((ooc: Richtofen is at one of the terminals on the 2nd dormitory level. action replies are welcomed! just beware that an action reply also puts you at risk of being attacked by Richtofen. he has no supernatural abilities, but he has a knife and an itchy trigger finger.

warning - replies may include violence, dark subject matter, and possibly suicide if Richtofen isn't calmed down. as always, he has a permissions post that you can use to let me know what you are and aren't okay with, or you can just let me know in your tag.))

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[idkworldruler]

Because most of those people will shoot back. [Says the man in a mask with no name.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen makes no secret that he's glaring at the person who just popped up on the screen. He remembers him from a few months back, when he was testing out his Wunderwaffe- Ugh, bad memories. He wrinkles his nose.]

I don't care.

[He straightens his back a bit and shrugs. He moves to spread his arms, but stops halfway, unwilling to let go of his gun with even one hand.]

If I die, what then? I'll just come back! [He lets out a sickening, humorless laugh.] And if I just get hurt, I'll get over it!

[He gnashes his teeth, glaring daggers at the man.]

Bad reason. Try again!

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[idkworldruler]

Because death comes with penalties. And I doubt that you'll get over missing your kneecaps.

[Obviously he couldn't show any emotion with that mask of his on. However if he could he would be showing an unimpressed look.]

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[great_king_of_evil]

You cannot be a good person.

[ Sorry but he has to be anonymous for this. He doesn't really care about Richtofen, but there mere idea that someone from the alliance mentions becoming a good person sickens him. ]

You are rotted at the very core. Being "evil" is the only way you can be, there is nothing salvageable in the wreck you are.

Do you see what you have done to us all recently? We do not want to give you a reason to be a good person, all we want is to make you suffer as much as you made us suffer. All we want is to find you, make you suffer and kill you until you are back to life. And when you'll come back is when we will reiterate the process.

That's how Evil Ones are dealt with. You gave birth to that hatred.

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen laughs, and for a moment, it almost sounds like he's genuinely amused.]

Look at this! I expected more speeches, you know. [He waves one hand around for just a second.] 'Don't do it,' 'you can be a good person if you try,' et cetera...

[And then he goes back to gripping his gun with both hands. He bares his teeth, his lips twisted into a scowl.]

Of course I'm rotten! Of course I'm a wreck! [As if on cue, the voices start hissing even more loudly. His eye twitches, and he yells:] Be quiet, damn you!

[Then he turns back to the screen and barks out a laugh.]

But aren't you?! Ahaha-! I am sure you're just a teeny tiny little ways away from snapping, too! How couldn't you be, in a god- [He kicks the terminal.] -damned- [Another kick.] place- like- this?! [Kick, kick, kick. He really does resemble an overgrown, very troubled child having a frighteningly violent tantrum.]

[Action]

[culbutiri]

[And then he gets poked with a knife. The hilt of one anyways, in the ribs. Nesir's stood nearby, eyebrow raised having heard that. She's not coming closer though, and not talking until he steps far enough away to log out of the network.

Of course if he turns and attacks she's ready for that as well.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen whips around, gun at the ready, finger poised over the trigger. He registers a familiar face and makes a split-second decision not to fire - not yet, anyway. He takes one step forward, then another, gun still raised, finger never leaving the trigger. It seems like he won't even be friendly to allies right now.]

What do you want? Can't you see- [He takes a third, bigger step in Nesir's direction, thrusting the barrel of the gun toward her temple.] -that I am busy?!

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[puppy_lancer]

Because I'll kill you if you even try it.

[Lancer is speaking calmly and casually, as if he were just talking about the weather.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[When Richtofen sees Lancer's face, he winces like he's taken a look at something particularly offensive and disgusting. His eyes dart up and down over the image on the screen, and he tries to figure out just how he'd like to express his hatred for Lander today.

He settles on laughing.]

So kill me! I don't care. [He lifts an arm and turns it over, wrinkling his nose at it.] It isn't like you'll be hurting my actual body, after all.

[Richtofen is having his "oh my god we're in soul containers" crisis a bit late, you see.]

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[sacred_flamer]

[Heh. Heh heh. Heh.]

Looks like someone's a sore loser.

[He regrets nothing.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

Shut up!

[That's all he has to say - no, scream - to Luke.]

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[miseris_socios]

Because I'll kill you first.

[Maybe not first. Hopefully first. He has to protect people, after all.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

Well then, you'll have to kill me again und again und again und again und again- [His voice steadily rises in pitch, and he hunches forward and wrinkles his nose at the screen, his voice dripping with condescension. His lips curl up, but the smile doesn't reach his eyes.] ...until I stay dead. Though perhaps next time I shouldn't tell anyone, I should just go ahead und start shooting people.

[He really should've done that in the first place, but, you know, attention whores gonna attention whore.]

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[morituramfides]

[hm thank god he usually hung out in the library.]

I'm kind of laughing.

Come on, you have to admit there's something ironically hilarious about a mad scientist's breakdown.

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen's whole body twitches, like he started to fling himself at the terminal but then changed his mind at the last second. His face looks frozen (fitting, as the brim of his hat has caught a nice amount of snow), and his expression somehow manages to be a mix between shocked, mortified, and enraged.

Jin isn't allowed to mock him during his mental breakdown, goddamnit! He refuses to accept that this is happening. And that's not hyperbole.]

...I can't hear you, go away. [His voice is tense and strained, like he's just barely keeping himself from shooting the terminal, a passerby, or himself.]

action; because clearly this is the best idea

[acceptedoblivion]

[He was just leaving his dorm for the day, hood up again because what is wanting to deal with people he didn't have to (also it's cold), when he heard well more than half of the tirade down the hall.]

Almost hard to believe he chose an idiot like you.

[Almost. Because that was basically a suicide mission to begin with.]

permaaction; oh, of course

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen has his gun trained on Repliku in an instant.]

I will fucking splatter your brains all over the wall, und I will lick the pieces up myself.

[Hello to you, too, friend!]

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[evokingfool]

[A familiar looking roommate is on the screen, looking at Richtofen with a carefully stoic expression.

Really, Richtofen?]

It'd be a waste of time, Richtofen-san. That's why.

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Minato, as his roommate, you should not have expected anything less from him.]

Killing people is never a waste of time.

[Despite how shaken he is, he says that with the utmost resolve. It's easy to see that there's no doubt in his mind; he truly believes what he's saying.]

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[funnystory]

You'll run out of bullets.

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen opens his mouth to argue, but stops himself and considers this. That's the most convincing argument he's heard so far. He looks down at his gun cautiously, as if just holding it the wrong way might deplete his precious ammo supply.]

...You're right. I would. [He raises his eyes back up to the screen and gives a careful shrug.] However, I could always just stab them all.

[Action]

[egotrigger]

[A shot rings out, and a bolt of energy whizzes past Richtofen's head.]

[Allelujah stands there, glaring at Richtofen. He is not taking this.]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen whips around, eyes wide. He felt something suspiciously similar to a bullet go past his head, and as a former soldier, his reflex is to counter-attack. In just a second, he raises his gun and pulls the trigger, firing three bullets in the general direction of his attacker before his eyes even have a chance to focus on him.]

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[stalemates]

Richtofen? Are you alright?

[not that she thinks it's such a bad idea, really]

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[doctor_dismemberment]

[The sight of Lambdadelta on the screen disarms him somewhat. His falters visibly, and for a second, he seems confused, until an apparent pain in his head snaps him out of it. He winces and shakes his head, and it takes him a second to force a reply out of lips that still feel frozen from the cold.]

Lamb- Fräulein Lambda? [He seems almost normal for a second - as normal as Richtofen can be - and then he goes back to glaring all over again.] No, I most certainly am not! I'm- I'm trapped in this place with a bunch of disgusting idiots, I'm stuck in this fake body, I have to wear this stupid collar for the rest of mein life-

[He starts to tug at it, but predictably, it doesn't budge. He continues to hold onto it with an iron grip, however, his free hand tightening on his gun. He sucks in a few unsteady breaths, his shoulders rising and falling visibly. His head is hanging down, face obscured by the brim of his cap.]

...I am not okay. No.