the red centipede

"If, for argument's sake, you were to write a story with me in the lead role, it would certainly be a tragedy" An independent Kaneki Ken role play blog, from the manga/anime series Tokyo Ghoul and Tokyo Ghoul:re. This blog contains spoilers for the anime and manga. Track tag: akainomukade This role play blog consists of gore, violence, cannibalism, and anything else that may arise considering the nature of Tokyo Ghoul. There may also be NSFW content as well. Mun's Skype will be given to all those who ask :>

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Soft pitter patters of rain pounded on the window. Pale hands gently leafed through a well worn book, the title, “The Hanged Man’s McGuffin” in plain sight. A cooling cup of coffee rested in front of the reader, looking a little untouched - maybe a few sips here and there. It was one of his rare days off from training, and Kaneki found himself just relaxing in a nearby coffee shop; the artificial ghoul found himself getting a little stir crazy by just staying there. The seat across from him was empty, yet somehow, even if Kaneki himself was engrossed in his book, the empty seat looked inviting.

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" … if the world is wrong …                      then the warped things must be                                 e v e r y t h i n g that exists in this world… “

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semi-selective

novellas, paragraphs, one liners

crossover, AU, OC friendly (and more!)

multishipping and multi-story

Manga based only

role plays as post-Aogiri!Kaneki, 

Violence, gore, cannibalism, possible R18/NSFW content

Muse/Mun is +18

Will give skype for regulars/mutuals

8+ years of role play experience

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Would you be able to create a starter about cannibalism? Sounds weird but I'd really like to see that.

The taste of flesh was something Kaneki had gotten used to – it wasn’t something he particularly liked, considering the sourceof his food. But, he had not much choice in his food anymore. Regularfood was now rendered unappetizing, to the point that even putting itclose to his face would cause the former human to puke. Thankgoodness that he had somewhat of a choice between what to eat –humans, or ghouls.

Kanekifrowned at his meal – a ghoul that had escaped the Ghoul Restaurantraid, and Kaneki had painstakingly tracked down. He had hiddenhimself deep within the training grounds of the safehouse, surroundedby the multitude of ghoul skulls he had consumed. Though he may be amonster, he wouldn’t at all let Hinami see him devour their own kind(despite the fact that Hinami was probably used to this already. Theartificial ghoul liked to pretend that it wasn’t normal.) Hegrimaced, anticipating the taste, before digging in, breaking hismeal’s chest cavity with ease, sinking his fingers into the viscera.Heplucked out the organs first, all still lukewarm and fresh. Whileghoul meat was nothing compared to the taste of human flesh, theorgans were the most foul tasting of the bunch, saturated with RCcells that made the veal like meat hard to swallow. The heart wasfirst. Kaneki bit through the tough muscle, feeling the warm bloodseep into his tongue, flesh squelching with each chew, It was grainy,tasting nothing like the clean, bitter yet sweet taste of humanflesh, His kagune unfurled behind him, reaching out to rip each limbout from the socket with a pop. He licked his fingers clean, drivenby the need to consume more flesh – more, more, more,more.Stronger.    He’llget stronger.          Evenmore fucking stronger.Chew.    Meat.         Disgusting.               Freak.Footsteps – no, don’t come near – this was his– he wasn’tsharing.Bodytense. Snarl.                              "Myfood!"

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" … if the world is wrong …                       then the warped things must be                                  e v e r y t h i n g that exists in this world… “

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Ｋａｎｅｋｉ　Ｋｅｎ　ｉｎｄｅｐｅｎｄｅｎｔ　ｒｏｌｅｐｌａｙ　Ｂｌｏｇ

semi-selective

novellas, paragraphs, one liners

crossover, AU, OC friendly (and more!)

multishipping and multi-story

Manga based

role plays as pre-Aogiri!Kaneki, post-Aogiri!Kaneki, oneshot!Kaneki, and Sasaki Haise. Though default is post-Aogiri.

Violence, gore, cannibalism, possible R18/NSFW content

Muse/Mun is +18

Will give skype for regulars/mutuals

8+ years of role play experience

||　ｈｏｍｅ　||　ｒｕｌｅｓ　||　ｍｅｓｓａｇｅ　||

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Where can I find Kaneki cantipede analysis part two?

Sorry anon, I haven’t made an analysis part 2 yet

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ooc post --  dear god it's been forever since I've been here a good two months I'm really sorry to everyone - there's two reasons for my sudden disappearance - though I'm not sure if it will excuse me.

1. The second part of my thesis work has started, and that kind of bowled me over. 2. My Kaneki-muse had suddenly disappeared, and I couldn't get into character anymore. I needed to take a break - I was on my other RP blog the whole time. I shouldn't have ignored this for so long - I should have made this announcement before I went and disappeared, and I apologize to everyone that has been roleplaying with me. My kaneki muse has been returning, but I don't know how many are willing to rp with me again. OTL.

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☽ ░░▒► Eyes swept over pale fingers, framed by the black ring of the coffee machine, delicate appraisal committing to memory the tremble, veiled by a quiet cast of impassivity. How many hours had passed since he had arrived? He had made deliberate the act of not bringing his blue-silver timepiece, as customary as it was to his wrist, that his habitual inspection not distract from time with Kaneki. But, even so… An integrated schedule chimed with each hour that passed, gently marking -  four hours. Four hours, and the rough echo of movement had not ceased for more than the barest of moments - it was no wonder Tsukiyama lived to see an unsteady hand. His will may have been crested in steel, but Kaneki would still suffer the erosion of his body if he did not care for it.               “Of course-“               He closed his eyes a moment, hands splayed at his lips - Kaneki needed to unwind. An endeavor that would not require stress or exertion of him - something relaxing. Thoughts drawn from memories, meticulously tucked away for future reference. A coffeehouse, a bookstore, - a walk that always presented Tsukiyama with a sense of pleasure. He breathed deeply, words tipped at the ledge of lips as if to build upon the flourish that ended it.               “Let us depart? Much to discuss!”

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"Let me grab my jacket first," Kaneki said, retreating into his room and grabbing warmer clothing without much of a warning to the purple haired ghoul. It became prettly clear that Tsukiyama didn't intend for this talk to be held anywhere within the safehouse, so Kaneki needed to get some... decent clothes. He also took the time to drop by the washroom and give himself a quick wipe down - remove any of the sweat that had clung to his body. The half ghoul did his best to not take too long in his preparation - Kaneki felt a little bad for Tsukiyama, making him wait even more, but he didn't really want to leave the place sweaty. Right before he exited his small room, Kaneki snatched up the last piece of his ensemble, which was a worn scarf, obviously used to death.

He adjusted the pale scarf on his neck, tucking the ends into his jacket. "Where do you plan on taking this talk, Tsukiyama-san?" he asked, trying to gauge what this conversation would be about. Nothing really came into mind - if Tsukiyama had gotten information regarding Dr. Kanou, it certainly didn't warrant a trip outside. So it couldn't be business. And though Kaneki was still rather wary of the other ghoul, he doubted the purple haired man would pull any funny business on him.

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☆ — “R-Right, about that…” he said, his tone turning softer out of hesitance, “I’m still really nervous when it comes to actually eating what I need, so I.. I think I’m gonna hold out, y’know?” Kaneki knew what a ghoul’s hunger could do, but perhaps if he learned to somehow control it then that last sliver of humanity might stay just a little longer.

“But I.. I want to learn from you, Ken-san!” Kaneki exclaimed, his posture quickly turned tense with determination and he inhaled a deep breath to attempt and gather the courage to speak. “You have an aura of strength about you, yet…” his sentence trailed off momentarily, offering a nervous smile, “you’ve been nothing but kind to me, so I really admire you.. oh god, sorry, this must sound pretty lame of me, huh? Nevermind, I’m… kind of embarrassed I said that out loud now.”

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The elder couldn't help but frown, concern flooding into his body. He hasn't really seen the younger male eat much during the times when he wasn't in the small apartment besides coffee. There was a part of him that really wanted to scold Kaneki for neglecting his hunger, but he would be the most absolute hypocrite in the entire world - after all, Kaneki was his younger self. Still though... "Just... make sure you don't starve yoursel, Kaneki-san," he cautioned. "I'll only teach you if you promise not to starve, okay?"   He couldn't help but give Kaneki an amused smile though. The white haired male couldn't help it - he found the admiration amusing. Who would have believed that his past self, someone who was terrified with what had happened to him, admired the person who he'd eventually become? Or will Kaneki be horrified once he finds out exactly how he had become this strong? No. He won't let this Kaneki become like him. Not if he could help it. "You don't have to be embarrassed," he replied, rubbing the back of his neck. "In fact, I feel kind of embarrassed too! No one ever told be that before..."

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sorry for disappearing guys

again XD; uni just started up, and last week was spent enrolling in all my subjects :< I'll probably start slowing down in responses too, since uni's my first priority XD;

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Kaneki & Envy -x- Lies, lies, lies..

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- - - - “Cinema first and my name later!” Suddenly switching directions and dragging Kaneki across the rather quiet zebra-crossing, Envy’s bright and cheerful expression was simply stunning. Worth a diamond. Only God knew how somebody so fucked up in the head was capable of looking like a still fairly normal citizen. "I think that way it’s SO much cooler for us both. We could be like…. serial killers and never know a SINGLE thing!” Too bad that this irony went both ways. No victims found here. “Hehehe… “ It was actually hard to tell whether Envy was creepier smiling or not, but if he was, it was purely coincidental. The raven haired killer actually forgave Kaneki pretty quick for the whole ‘here’s-your-gloves-and-see-you-behind-bars’ incident. Now adding little skips to their friendly walk every now and then, both rejects of society have entered a tall building that stood proudly between all others, motioning together across the red carpet with bright bulb lights shining down upon them.

It didn’t take long from there for both youth’s to pause in a queue. Time hardly ever bothered someone as patient as the lunatic which became friends with another one. A perfect duo, wouldn’t you say? People couldn’t help but to steal glances at them as if they both belonged to an asylum. "Ne… Kaneki-san, do you like horror? Hm?" 

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This person, whoever he was, was an absolute whirlwind. There wasn't much Kaneki could really do but follow Whirlwind (the other guy did say name later, so at least for now, Kaneki was calling him Whirlwind). "Haha, me, a serial killer?" Kaneki laughed off, hand drifting to the tip of his chin. "I'd be a pretty poor one then, since I already gave you my name." But, in all honesty, Kaneki supposed he was a serial killer - though not to humans, of course. His name would never appear in the news reports, nor will his victims will ever be missed by the public. The moniker "Ghoul Eater" was pretty feared in the ghoul community - Kaneki heard whispers of it through coffee shop chatter. He wasn't oblivious. The cinema was filled with many people - scents intermingling with each other and drifting into Kaneki's senses. Before, Kaneki would have been enthralled by the smell, thirsting to taste the flesh - and then be pulled back by rationality and subsequently horrified by his thinking. Now, he was still rather entranced by the smell, though the hunger was kept under strict control, though he still felt his covered eye twitch, unveiling his kakugan. Thank goodness it was covered.

He glanced over at Whirlwind, pointedly ignoring the looks given to the strange duo the other cinema patrons gave them. "I don't mind horror," Kaneki replied. "It's one of my favourite genres - but for books. Never watched too many horror movies though. Did you have a movie in mind?" His life was a horror already - those movies he did watch with Banjou and the others hardly scared him. It was pretty hard to scare a person, or even a group of people, who were desensitized to things like severed limbs ... and ate them for meals.

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Steele nodded as he glanced at the map, memorizing it. It was crude, but it got the point across well enough. Thomas had known Kaneki for less than an hour, and already he was starting to like the kid. He’d take time out of his day to help a complete stranger. He was attempting to deal with a sizable language barrier. That wasn’t something you saw everyday.

"Sounds great," the Wendigo replied, grinning. "Coffee and then the station; I like this plan." Steele slipped a hand into a coat pocket, drawing out a battered pack of Lucky Strikes. He paused for a second, then returned them. "Probably shouldn’t smoke in here," he explained, still smiling.

At Kaneki’s next question, Thomas checked his watch. It was a cheap thing, specifically bought for this trip. Sure, he had his phone, but when you were as old of Thomas was, you tended to prefer the classics. Like a nice wristwatch. Or a pocket watch, that was the ticket.

"Let’s see… I have been out for about… six, six and a half hours?" He turned his attention back to Kaneki. "The streets here are a little confusing, yeah. A bit like London’s, come to think of it. Pretty easy to get turned around if you’re from out of town, but how else are you supposed to get to know a city, except for walking its streets?"

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The half ghoul slid the napkin over to Steele, having finished the crude map. It was readable, at least, though the ink was definitely bleeding into the sheet. Well, that's what happens when you can't find a nice sheet of paper. Kaneki sat upright in his chair, relaxed but always looking around the cafe discreetly. "Ah, yes," Kaneki replied. "And exploring cities is ... fun. But I only explore Tokyo. Never travel." Though he would have loved to travel - but he was unsure if it was feasible for him now. "London? That is... in England," he started, tilting his head in interest. "But you have American accent. So Steele-san is from America, yes?" It was actually the first thing he noticed, besides the fact that it was a completely different language than what Kaneki was used to. "So... Steele-san travel lots?" The conversation - or more like his struggle with English - was briefly interrupted when the waiter had came and set Kaneki's coffee down. It was a simple black coffee; rich, dark, and unadorned by any sort of cream or sugar. Any addition would just make the ghoul throw up, and Kaneki didn't really want to waste the only thing besides human flesh that he could taste properly.

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☆ — “Ah, Ken-san, you’ve been sleeping here for a few nights, so I.. I was thinking, uh…” his tone was reluctant, clearly hesitating out of uncertainty of how his doppelgänger would respond. “You could just move in with me for as long as you need to, and it would be nice to have someone who could teach me how to become a… proper ghoul.”

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Kaneki glanced up to his black haired counterpart - he had ended up staying with him for longer than just one night, not really sure where else to go. He had no where else to stay, besides the tunnels around Tokyo only known by ghouls. "If you're sure, Kaneki-san," the white haired ghoul began, scratching the side of is face. "Though I'm really, really sorry about the imposition." He felt a little bad for basically invading the younger's home, since it was a small space. "I can teach you, I don't mind," Kaneki began, mind immediately going through what he could possibly teach him. "But... I think you should still get your food from the cafe you work at. I'm not sure if you'd like mine at all." If his double couldn't pretend to eat human food... he wasn't sure if he would be able to take cannibalizing ghouls.

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is there anyone else besides me who's completely baffled by TG√a??

Cuz spoilers but... Kaneki has absolutely no reason to join Aogiri right now. seriously. I don't even know if he properly talked to Eto in that one scene. He knows nothing about Aogiri except for the fact that they want the person that smells like Rize. So... after being tortured by aogiri ... he joins them?!? I don't understand. The more I think, the more I get confused. (Also... how did he find out about Touka being up above on the rooftop? I mean... he only found out about Touka after meeting Nishio and helping Banjou and co.) I dunno how to feel right now about the anime - I'm not one of the people screaming out how awesome it is. I'm pretty much an analytical person, and.... nothing's clicking.

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It was a nice coffee shop. Definitely not one of the worst establishments he’d ever set foot inside of. Kaneki definitely seemed to be a regular there, given how the barista was already working on a coffee for him, but that was obvious. What was less obvious was the spot Kaneki chose. Most people wouldn’t have picked up on was how that spot had a nice view of most of the entrances and exits, how it would be very easy to not get trapped if you were sitting there and suddenly had to bolt for an exit.

Thomas Steele wasn’t most people.

The Wendigo eased himself into the seat opposite Kaneki. The chair groaned slightly, but Steele had long ago learned how to distribute his weight just so. Took a bit of concentration to maintain, but it was better than breaking every single piece of furniture he sat on.

"The Royal Park Hotel," he responded. "It’s, uh… It’s a pretty nice place. Pretty sure it’s…1-6-3 Higashi-Shinbashi, Minato.” Lack of fluency or not, Steele was, at the very least, good with addresses. "I’m thinking of walking, but, uh… That’s how I got lost in the first place." Thomas grinned as he said that. If nothing else, he was able to joke about it. "Think I might try taking the monorail, but I have terrible luck with them.”

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If he recalled properly, one of the rail lines did have a Shinbashi station. He wasn't sure which line it was exactly, but Kaneki was pretty confident that he could direct Steele in the right line if he was to accompany him to the station. (Perhaps not more than that - entering the uninhabitable zone was quite sketchy, but at the same time, Kaneki wasn't exactly an ordinary ghoul.) Popping the cap off the pen, Kaneki began writing the station name down, both the kanji and the romaji. "There is... Shinbashi station," Kaneki began, pointing out the kanji and a vague map of how close it was to the place Steele had mentioned. "It is... very close. You may... not may, uh, can take rail to Shinbashi." The nineteen year old ghoul glanced up, before continuing on. "I can show you station to Shinbashi?" he offered, a little curious as well to how 'terrible' the man's luck was with the railway - Kaneki wasn't too sure about the translation of 'terrible', but judging by the way Steele had emphasized it, he was guessing it meant 'really good' or 'really bad'. He shifted slightly, still drawing the vague map, yet occasionally his eyes glanced over to the entrance every time a new person walked through - yet another habit gained from paranoia. (Kaneki still tensed at every trenchcoat or white pressed business suit he saw.) "Minato is... litt- I mean, little far from Taito," Kaneki began, starting a little bit of conversation between the two. Well, as much as a conversation could be with his high school English. He nearly used Japanese, since he had almost forgotten the word for 'little'. "How long it take you Steele-san? Japanese streets... are very confusing sometimes."

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starter for byxkko

Kaneki couldn't quite sit still. He was feeling the need to move - to walk out of his room and just leave. He didn't know why he was feeling this way. Perhaps he was 'nervous' for the upcoming plan to search for clues of the whereabouts of Dr. Kanou at the Ghoul Restaurant, or perhaps Kaneki was just hungry. Whatever it was, the white haired ghoul just needed to have a bit of a walk around the neighbourhood. Giving word to Banjou-san - the only one still in the common area at the time - Kaneki slipped out of the small base, bringing along just a small jacket and, in case of an emergency, his mask. A little far from the base, but still within walking distance, Kaneki stopped. He could feel eyes watching him - not threatening, but there was definitely someone nearby. "Hello...?"

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woke someone up by reminding them that their fav character is dead

... mun is such an asshole.

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❝ well, it’s nice to meet you,     Sasaki-san. my name is     Kaneki—Kaneki Ken. ❞

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"Kaneki Ken, huh. That sounds a little familiar... Have you been on TV or something?"