The skull of CCG

Indie and seletive roleplay blog for a ghoul investigator Oc named Furuya Utaemon, aka the first class investigator who goes by the alias "the skull of CCG" or just Skull for short. Please read About page before interaction and also check out the rule page! The blog will be multi-verse and multi-ship as well as crossover & Oc friendly. Both mun and muse are of age. NSFW content is to be expected. Penned by Void.

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I am still alive!

My pc broke but i shall return sokn enough….i hope.

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@blessedfate requested a starter

Everyone has a routine. And even the so called Skull of CCG has one. He worked most of his time, however, there was moments of so called freedom that he decided to spend in crouded places. It’s not that he loved people, but he loved to observe them in their natural habitat. or do the same with ghouls. Of course he knew the real nature of this club, but he did not do anything unless there was an order issued to take this place down...but there was non, so he did nothing. Besides, even with his capabilities, it would take Arima and his quinque’s to kill everyone here. To him it might be somewhat of a problem. And he disliked useless problems. Besides, He knows this place for a few years, He keepr returning because of a particular person. A very interesting ghoul. At least he found her interesting. Ah, there she is. Probably coming closer because she noticed him, or was just doing something. Coming closer, the man slightly bowed his head in a greeting.

“Good day Alex. How have you been? I brough you this, just as usual” he extends his hand with a bag of coffee in it. A very expensive one too. If someone would to look at his mask they would probably see a rather...friendly expression on it, despite it being a skull mask. 

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"Skull-chan, what does cake taste like?" she must bore him with these trivial questions. Bright eyes full of childlike curiosity as she ponders over what the pretty desserts must be like. "They taste like paste to me, but some of them are so cute. Have you ever tried one?"

“Well, the answer is not so simple. If i would to put it in a term you would understand, i’d say they are like people, different types have a different taste to them. Of course i tried some of the types and i would not say they all taste the same. It’s a particular wonder of human food. Nothing’s really the same. But the most general ones are…sweet. Very very sweet, there is at least one cake that taste somewhat like coffee” he chuckled, opening the mouth of the mask a little bit just to drink some of the tea from the cup. Trully, what a curious ghoul this one is. 

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Send “Up in the fresh air” for my muse to find yours sitting up on the roof.

Send “What are you doing up there?” for my muse to be the one on the roof. 

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@featherbraincd continued from here

“Ah. Good day. I was just wandering around and i decided to go up here to see the view. Do not mind the mask, the death will come for you, but now it’s surely not the time and i am not the reaper” Banter followed up by a joke. How succesfull? Hell if he knows. Never really understood the humor and never really got the jokes others made, so joking was...hard. You can never guess when you get too far, or when the joke is simply out of place. But surely this was a very thematic joke. A person standing on a roof alone and another one with a skull in the place of a normal human hand suddenly appeared behind him. It’s rather reaper-like. Death comes for you! or something along the lines. He could even remember someone really did get to that conclusion. Was that one of his collegues after that one drinking night in the bar not too far away? Ah, yes, yes it was. Let’s see what the reaction will be now.

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@unholybloodshed reqeusted a starter

A simple meeting that ended in nothing. Just as usual. Unlike the major operations, or things that are initiated by people like Matsuri, nobody really wanted to do anything big, too scared of risk. Not that he ever blamed them for it. The operations without people like Suzuya or Marude, or any other special class usually ended up having lot’s of casualties. Ghouls did have an advantage after all. Not all, of crouse, some ghouls were rather weak. Weak. They were surprisingly similar to humans. It would be completely fine if one did not need to eat another to survive. The single eye behind the mask looked at the investigators with a little curiosity. Who knows, some of them may become the nest Juuzou. The next kid or girl who will accend the ranks and survive. He saw a few of those on his work. Skull also found it rather funny that most other investigators were genuenly creeped out by the towering masked figure with a cane. However, the sharp eye under the mask noticed something. Someone moving. He caugh just a glimpse of the movement, however it was enough to give him the sense of which direction the unknown person was going. And it was just as easy to confront that person. A girl. 

“Good day, can i help you with something?” it was far from main CCG building. The security for...normal people here was lacking, some people may wonder inside. 

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@episentre requested a starter

An order came in. From V. A rare occasion for one of the so called failures. Utaemon never really recieved any direct instructions from those people workong for Washuu. A chuclke escaped his mouth, It’s not like he really bothered himself with respecting those people. After all, most of them were ghouls just trying to kill other ghouls. Ironic and rather stupid. CCG is a big mess. That’s what he learned in the years of working here. People lived and died on their work, those normal people who went here to try and make the world a better place, will usually end up in a grave  while the higher ups with shield themselfs with V and people like him. Half-human as they called them. More human then ghoul, but still partially one. Well, no matter. There is nothing he can really do. He still must do his job, no matter how much he has left. That’s the only thing he can really do after all And now his job, that order from V, was to trace a person, who has been targeting CCG members. A simple task. Do not fight, just trace and identify. Killing a person was also not advised. He took his quinque non the less. The cane one. It was a very neat little device. A cane with a blade inside, it was just a simple blade, just what he needs for a quirk fight. And hidden enough so that the enemy might consider him weaponless. It’s been a few hours of just wandering around the area of where the last killed investigator was found. The half-human did not have that much of enthusiasm, so he just simply walked around, observing. He would look like a normal person....but the skull mask completely destroyed that thought. 

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Starter call

the skull-guy is bored. Please like this for a small something? I have no idea who to write greeters for, so i will see if there is demand at all

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Reblog if you Multiship :)

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thedoctorslittlehunter:

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every relationship is in its own verse. no one is cheating unless plotted

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{Always}

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i wonder....

or 

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Matsuri and Arima

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136: Kirishima. Go on ahead. We’ll hold him off.

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icon i will probably never use

I would make a shitty devil pun, but he is too creepy, so i won’t 

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Self-promo

This will probably lead to nowhere, but at least i will try. AHEM, my name is Void and this is Indie and selective rp blog for Furuya Utaemon - the fist class ghoul investigator Oc. this blog is multi-verse and multi-ship and also Oc & crossover friendly. If you would like to give this creep a chance, please drop a like or reblog this post! 

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@cxrtus for a sudden greeter

Silence. Surprising silence. That is what the investigator encountered once he found his way back from another quick job. Nothing too serious, just another young ghoul going berserk and hurting people. Those cased usually ended up rather quickly since those types never knew how to controll themselfs. And the masked man usually intimidated those young ones. After all, despite not being that famous as his fellow collegue Arima, he was notable for his...striking features such as the skull mask and a very low, allways calm and even cheerfull voice with which he commented each of his own kills. He wanted some tea. But first, a report to the highers ups is needed. He got there too late, two people have been already dead, but the call also got through rather late, since the ghoul did everything in his powers to stop victims from calling CCG, he never expected a little girl to hide in a closet. She is a brave one. The man though that he needed to buy her some ice-cream later. Surely it won’t even come closer to softening her trauma, but he never knew how to empathise with others without giving away gifts, or just being simply polite. He was so lost in though, in fact, that he almost missed the elevator closing, extending the gloved hand in the last moment and grabbing one of the doors, to trigger the mechanism that will open it back. His....special reflexes were usefull every once in a while. As he came inside, he noticed that he is not alone. Another percon was inside. A person he never met, not directly anyway. 

“Good day, Hirako-san” a simple greeting. One mignt notice that the jaws of the skull were moving as if the mask was his real face. A very interesting construction of it was to blame.