Heir of Despair

How dare you look at me? Independent ask/rp blog for This AU

[labexperiment13]

I do not mean to waste your precious time, but what would your "Homestuck god tier" be, based off of your new..."abilities", as I like to call them. Only canon classes and aspects, if you mind. I hope I didn't waste any of your time, Experiment #13.

That issss Byakuya Togami to you, whelp! I am the heir to the vast and powerful Togami corporation and you will address me as ssuch, NOT the goddamned chart ssstuck outssside this dissssssssgusting box!

..... Ahem. That being said, my abilities before this mishap are far more important to me than any of this and I refuse to alter any perceptions to fit them. I've only changed physically, and I can easily afford the world's top ssssurgeons to repair the damage. Then we'll be back to normal.

I suppose then I'm some sort of leadership class. Lord of Blood sounds fitting, given the struggles I've overcome before any of this even started.

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Would it be bad if I called you adorkable?

Yes, it would. I ssssuggest you hold your tongue the next time such an awful idea presents itself. Or, I'll just tear it out for you.

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are you still around...?

What? Do you think I just walked away?! You suck up valuable air when you ask such stupid questions. Bring your noise pollution elsewhere.

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Do you guys get extra food for Thanksgiving? You really could use it, with how little you eat!

…

This is Japan.

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The girl let out a loud laugh. "What will they do to a girl that's already dead?" She asked. "Careful how you talk though. I don't like rude strangers." She said as if it mattered at all.

And I don’t like trash-smelling idiots crowding my space and wasting my time. What could you possibly do to make my situation worse?!

….Tch!

I…. I refuse to speak to any ‘sssssupernatural’ entities. I will not allow this place to get to my head. Go away. Some of us value sanity and the world of the living.

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"You're a grumpy one." She mumbled to herself. "Hey do those hurt?" She asked as she pointed to his arms.

… Feh! That should not be your concern right now. You’re just standing there and chatting freely when surely the scientists are on their way.

I wonder, will they chop you up and feed you to the experiments, or make you one of them…? I guess I get a front row seat to that reveal.

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"Hi. " The small monster said to the other through the bars of his cage. "You're trapped here?" Hikiko made a small snort, examining the man's many arms before looking away politely. "Must be rough...."

"Tch. What amazing deduction skills you must possesssss…."

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What is what? The stench you dare to pin upon my person? Perhaps you're smelling yourself, or the others in this blasted place.

Myssssself? You’ve got a lot of nerve suggesting something like that…!

The others, though……….

I wouldn’t be surprised. They already make me sick enough as it is only looking at them.

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The only sane one? This is hardly true, Substantial One.

Interesting words coming from the one who smells like dead animals…

It’s awful, by the way. What is that?

[wiirts-blog]

labexperiment13 replied to your post: Why is the other Songful One singing something…

She’s finally lost it, it seems.

Shall we welcome her to the club?

[askwinduptoysayaka]

Y-You guys d-don’t understand! Th-The voices… told me to sing it…

[wiirts-blog]

Welcome to the hysteria club, Melodious One.

There are no condiments, so help yourself.

[labexperiment13]

Voicessss? Hm. Keep that up and you'll be the president of that club.

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raise your hand(s) if you hate despair!

You must think you’re so clever.

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(Just a practice animation)

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[traitorassistant-deactivated201]

Mukuro honestly didn’t know what she had expected from him. The bitterness from him, most likely from the arrogant pride he had that couldn’t be broken down, even if his body was. The truth was, she did care. She cared, and she tried to let them escape. And that got her into this mess. She was a stuffed toy, waiting to be discarded when her sister got bored of playing with her. 

"Do you really think you can escape still?" She wrote. It wasn’t a hint or a suggestion. A simple question. 

[labexperiment13]

Reading her question drove him another step back, shifting slightly in either unease or more irritation. A soft clank of his shackles was the only sound in the cell for one beat of silence, yet that was all it took before he clenched one of many fists and narrowed his eyes, taking a large step forward again.

"It is an indisssssputable fact that I will triumph over this game you and your ssssister have been playing. I will personally end her life, and yours as well if you sssstand in my way. I swear this on the name of the Togami conglomerate." His tone was firm and he kept his eyes locked on her as he spoke. As confident as he sounded in this however, his words were tinted with almost untraceable uncertainty.

[traitorassistant-deactivated201]

While she didn’t detect the uncertainty as much as she’d like to, she stared back at Togami with indifference. Kill her sister? Kill her if she got in the way? No. That will never happen. She will personally see to this. She had no choice after all. Whatever was her sister’s wish… she had to follow it. 

And… Mukuro started writing. She wrote a statement, and showed it to Togami. This was the irrefutable fact, the indisputable fact of the current situation. It was the present situation, and there was no changing it.

"This isn’t a game she’s playing; We are dolls in her dollhouse."

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A look of disgust crept onto his face upon reading her latest words, and Togami scoffed and turned swiftly on his heels to face away from her, giving a short, cruel laugh- even if it was somewhat forced.

"Dolls...? Feh. I shouldn't expect any more from you. She's scrambled your insignificant brain beyond accepting the reality of what I'm saying with her preciousss 'dessssspair'. I won't be surprised at all if she discards you like a mangy forgotten stuffed toy before the rest of us." He gives a cold gaze over his shoulder at the assistant, all fists slowly clenching and unclenching.

"Whatever this is... I will overcome it. And I'll take the rest of them out of here with me."

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[traitorassistant-deactivated201]

Mukuro honestly didn’t know what she had expected from him. The bitterness from him, most likely from the arrogant pride he had that couldn’t be broken down, even if his body was. The truth was, she did care. She cared, and she tried to let them escape. And that got her into this mess. She was a stuffed toy, waiting to be discarded when her sister got bored of playing with her. 

"Do you really think you can escape still?" She wrote. It wasn’t a hint or a suggestion. A simple question. 

[labexperiment13]

Reading her question drove him another step back, shifting slightly in either unease or more irritation. A soft clank of his shackles was the only sound in the cell for one beat of silence, yet that was all it took before he clenched one of many fists and narrowed his eyes, taking a large step forward again.

"It is an indisssssputable fact that I will triumph over this game you and your ssssister have been playing. I will personally end her life, and yours as well if you sssstand in my way. I swear this on the name of the Togami conglomerate." His tone was firm and he kept his eyes locked on her as he spoke. As confident as he sounded in this however, his words were tinted with almost untraceable uncertainty.

[traitorassistant-deactivated201]

Another one to approach and ask. She wondered if he would be hesitant towards her like others did. Probably not. She answered the own question and went towards him, clipboard in hand, filled with empty lined papers. The only method of communication she had now. No words to be said. No words to mention. She was truly a stuffed toy her sister would play with. Like all others… she wondered if her sister had gotten sick of her after the betrayal that she made her into this. Like how people outgrow their toys… 

She would have sighed, but she couldn’t. She was thinking about this too much, and now, she was in front of him. She waited for his response. 

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"Oh. It’s you." The experiment paused his usual pacing about his cage and went to stand near the bars, arms crossed. He glanced over her stitched face and the clipboard clutched in her hands and scoffed, looking away in possibly feigned disgust. "I’m surprised. I thought you might be smart enough to avoid showing your ugly face in front of me. Yet, here you are: wasting air and taking up another lab coat. I can almost smell the blood on your hands." He paused to force a cruel laugh, yet the modified shape of his mouth made it come out as more of a hiss.

"What do you want? Write fast, I’ve things to do and places to be." With that, Togami sneered and lowered his back two sets of arms slightly. Although he appreciated how this girl wasn’t nearly as cruel as her sister, he took advantage of this fact with his insults. At least she wouldn’t order more surgeries for his insults- he assumed, at least.

[traitorassistant-deactivated201]

Simple insults. At least this was around what she expected, and she only felt minor annoyance. She stood there and observed his features for a bit; what her sister had done to him. A mockery. This was what it was. What he used to be. He still had his unbreakable spirit, it seemed, but… He’s broken. Just like everybody else. She thought. 

So she wrote. “I’m simply checking on you. After all, you don’t have anything to do or anywhere to go.” A counter to his last remark. She would have smirked herself if she could. 

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Her studious gaze drove the experiment to steadily step backwards away from the bars,  narrowing his eyes and sharply looking away in a flash of irritation. His twin-tongues flicked slightly before he looked back to her and spoke again, squinting briefly to read the writing due to the loss of his glasses.

"Checking on me? Feh.  You shouldn't pretend that you care about our health." The heir muttered, almost under his breath. Her last written comment was almost enough to derail his bitterness, yet he maintained a scowl and stared down his nose at the stitched scientist from the darkness.

[traitorassistant-deactivated201]

Another one to approach and ask. She wondered if he would be hesitant towards her like others did. Probably not. She answered the own question and went towards him, clipboard in hand, filled with empty lined papers. The only method of communication she had now. No words to be said. No words to mention. She was truly a stuffed toy her sister would play with. Like all others… she wondered if her sister had gotten sick of her after the betrayal that she made her into this. Like how people outgrow their toys… 

She would have sighed, but she couldn’t. She was thinking about this too much, and now, she was in front of him. She waited for his response. 

[labexperiment13]

"Oh. It's you." The experiment paused his usual pacing about his cage and went to stand near the bars, arms crossed. He glanced over her stitched face and the clipboard clutched in her hands and scoffed, looking away in possibly feigned disgust. "I'm surprised. I thought you might be smart enough to avoid showing your ugly face in front of me. Yet, here you are: wasting air and taking up another lab coat. I can almost smell the blood on your hands." He paused to force a cruel laugh, yet the modified shape of his mouth made it come out as more of a hiss.

"What do you want? Write fast, I've things to do and places to be." With that, Togami sneered and lowered his back two sets of arms slightly. Although he appreciated how this girl wasn't nearly as cruel as her sister, he took advantage of this fact with his insults. At least she wouldn't order more surgeries for his insults- he assumed, at least.

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She waited for him to finish.

"I'm not sure why a subject knows my former and possibly current name but that's nothing of my concern." He clearly knew her but her robotic mind didn't have any personal recollection of him. "It seems your sensitivity to sound is still rather high. Maybe ensuring more sound would raise that despair..." She mused to herself. "Permission? I believe I have full authority to view you test subjects as much as I desire and need to." She paced in front of his cage for a few seconds before stopping. "How odd.... You're still persistent in the idea that you'll get out and exact revenge on this place. You don't know the things that would happen to all of you if you did somehow escape. I highly doubt that the outside world would even want the likes of you creatures." She kept her eyes trained on the mutated heir.

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"Idiot. They must have scrambled your brains when they made you that way." He scoffed, bitterness creeping into his tone. Her usual meek, doting attitude would have been quite an ego boost- much needed, too. Listening carefully, the heir winced slightly at her idea of more sound to aggravate his sensitive ears, yet made no comment, simply choosing to pace around the cell to soothe his growing aggravation at her constant, cold stare.

"It is an absolute fact that I will escape. Just as it is an absolute fact that I will make special considerations to tear those disgusting eyes out f your head if you don't ssssstop gawking. Furthermore... it should be simple enough, given my personal assets, to undo the damages."