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animus_network2012-02-29 12:15 pm
animusmods) wrote in animus_network2012-02-29 12:15 pm
Hitori Kakurenbo
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Characters who are participating in the game may make new threads. Characters who are not participating may only reply to threads, not make new ones. There are no filters present. The cell phones the participating characters have are capable of voice, video, and text communication.
The cell phones have a disturbing tendency to film things on their own, from a character talking to themselves while hiding to a character's messy death.]
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[No.
No no no no no no no no.]
Terezi--
[He grips the terminal, eyes wide. He just stares, shoulders trembling slightly. Karkat can feel his voice catching in his throat, cracking softly.]
Terezi. Terezi talk to me--
[What the fuck you jackass, she's being strung from a balcony by her neck she can't talk to you. The reality of the situation seems to hit him at that moment as he grits his fangs against one another. He slams the screen with his fist, cerulean tears pooling at the corners of his eyes and his teeth chattering with emotion. No, he can't cry, he has to shoulder this, he can't push this on Terezi while she can still hear him. If she can even hear him now.]
Hey. Listen. I'm sorry, ok? I'm sorry for being a douchebag, I'm sorry for worrying, I'm sorry for being such a poor excuse for a troll--just. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.
[He wants to tell her not to die. He wants to shout, he wants to spit, he wants to let his carefully hidden fury to take hold of him and he wants to go find that teddybear so he can rip the stuffing out of it before throwing it off the balcony after he pulls Terezi to safety, but he can't. He can't do anything. He's stuck here because he was too afraid of his own shadow to follow the collared individuals. And now Terezi is dying because of it. The sight of teal is making him ill, but he can't look away.
He's barely even aware that small cerulean droplets have begun to fall from his eyes, rolling off the screen silently to compliment his expression of stunned horror.
When he finally notices that she's no longer breathing, he'll silently slide down to the base of the terminal and hug his knees. He said he wouldn't leave, and he can't get any closer to her. So here is where he'll stay until the Tower brings her back, just like it had brought him back all those times before. He presses his eyes to his knees to try and bottle the emotion back where it belongs:
Hidden and shielded from the pain of loss and from the rest of the world.]