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mindhacking:
[Î] > his shoulders slouched in a silent sigh. â at ease, left. where did you take mâ â wrong words. wrong timeline. â ⊠sigma and phi ? they were with you, correct ? â
âYeah, they were. You donât have to worry about them anymore.â
He didnât mean for it to sound as though heâd harmed them - as heâd just dumped them off in another facility - but his tone indicated otherwise.
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schrodingerskanny:
     Dioâs acting was convincing enough. In fact, Akane was sure he wasnât just pretending. Someone like him, driven by emotion and the assumption of his own rightness, wouldnât even  t r y  to get out of this by lying. No, as far as she could predict his behaviour, heâd proudly proclaim his deeds.
     âNevermind,â Akane responded, nonchalantly waving the matter off as though they had just spoken about the weather. âYouâll know soon enough.â Maybe. If he remembered this encounter, and if this was one of the timelines in which sheâd end up being but a murder victim.
     âAria, huh?â Akane blinked, the corners of her mouth lifting into a docile smile, indicating her curiosity. âSo that is her name? The woman for whom you acted against your beliefs?â
     This would undoubtedly suffice as proof of how much she knew about Dio. Or wouldnât it?
Poor Akane. Dio was so thick, he didnât even realize how thick he truly was.
Narrowing his eyes, the blond kept his expression hostile and regarded the woman with disdain, a sour taste splashing up in the back of his throat at the very presence of her. So far, thereâd only been one other woman that had unsettled him this much, and that was--
His target: the old bitch, Akane Kurashiki.
Dioâs face went pale as what she was saying seemed to connect with him. But-- but how could that be? How could this young adult be the same as that shriveled prune?
Blinking, it took a moment to realize what sheâd said about Aria, how sheâd connected the puzzle pieces so quickly. Feeling sweat trickle down his face, the blond broke eye contact and snapped, âThatâs none of your fucking business, Akane Kurashiki. You fucking bitch.â
@to-your-left
â...d-did Brother begin the E generation of Left clones already...?â
mindhacking:
[Î] > â ah. â delta greeted his subordinate with a smile â a false one, but with all his experience, it was impossible to tell â and adjusted his tinted glasses. so this was one of t h o s e timelines. â thatâs certainly good news. i hope things werenât too difficult for you. â
Dio bowed his head out of respect, closing his eyes as his face fell from its usual smirk to a more solemn expression.
âOh Holy Master, Holy Father, Holy Brother, at last, my sacred mission is complete,â he prayed. âIt wasnât hard at all with your blessing, and I did it all in your holy name.â
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     Upon perceiving Dioâs hostile words, Akaneâs meek giggle resonated within the room once more. Her eyes threw him a piercing glance, the fierceness within them as sharp as metaphorical daggers whose poignancy was the perfect contradiction to her lamb-like chuckling.
     âDio, I doubt you could forget me at all,â she whispered into the room, her undertone marginally threatening despite the motionless, prim and proper perfect-down-to-the-last-detail smile resting upon her lips. âI mean, youâve pierced right through my  f r a g i l e  heart. What a feeling it was! Made me faint on the spot. Itâs as though youâve killed meââ
     At this point, her condescending manner of speaking, the veiled threats between daisy-esque words of innocence, should underline her resemblance with a certain other woman, their differences relating to their age and not their genes.
     âLiterally. Youâve  k i l l e d  me, Dio. Sometimes, at least.â
     âSooooââ Drumroll, please. âDid I bring back your memories now?â
Unfortunately, Dio wasnât the most fluent in the language of subtlety, and the womanâs grisly descriptions of murder only set him further away from the truth. His mind worked out that this lady had her lines crossed, since heâd never actually killed anyone. Before the Ambidex Game, heâd set many things on fire, released Radical-6 into neighborhoods, encouraged and manipulated others to jump from buildings... but heâd never directly ended someoneâs life. Pitiful as it was, heâd been saving his first kill for Akane Kurashiki once he knew the mission - and before that, he didnât have the fucking guts to do it.
âSorry, but you need to see a shrink or some shit,â he laughed, shaking his head. âNot sure how you think I can sometimes kill you, and sometimes not. What makes you think Iâve killed anyone, anyway?â Pathetic that he didnât, but she didnât need to know that. Anyone outside Free the Soul would consider that a good thing.
âSo how about you fuck off, or tell me who you really are? Did you know Aria or some shit? Is that it?â The last parts of his words were blurted out, and his eyes widened a bit when he realized heâd spoken her name. He swore he never would again, Brother damn him if heâd even think of her as anything but a whore...
âNever mind. This is pointless. Go away,â he snapped, eyes narrowed.
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âBrother, Iâve returned. I won the Ambidex Game, just like I was told to.â
((Istg could these effing nerds pose at a more inconvenient angle?? Like at this point just End Me bc their clothes are hard enough to draw from straight on let alone like this))
>> of COURSE i got an ear infection the day after i got back. sorry guys. iâll try to be here more often from now on!
âfuck off. i mean it.â
Five Word Prompts | Accepting
âIt is rather worthless to question you, is it not?â Kyle remembered now. He remembered every history in which he was awake - in which Miss Kurashiki was killed. He also remembered the history in which he killed the man before him. It did not make him feel good. It did not fill a void. He would not do it again.
Unless he proved a danger to his family. Kyle could be sacrificed for that. Kyle could be sacrificed for most things. But, as it stood now, in this history, he would not sully his hands further.
It did not feel good. He did not want that again. He did not want to remember the cold floor as his father slid his helmet off. The feeling of Dioâs bracelet crushed in his hands and the strange adrenaline-fueled euphoria that only came with full awareness of sealing oneâs own fate.Â
âYou and I are not so different. I know that now.â
âYou and I?â The blond barked, truly not comprehending what the man in front of him was saying. For whatever reason, K had come around to where Dio was being held in this prison - in a fucking locked room in Rhizome-9 where there was no one to talk to but the robot maid.
And now, now K had the fucking balls to say that they were the same. As though K couldnât walk around freely here, able to live in his home with people that loved him, and Dio wasnât able to have that luxury anymore?
Why were they even keeping him here? If they wanted to kill him, they should get it over with; Dio had no purpose anymore, no glory to achieve, and no direction to go. Heâd probably just take said life when he returned home. K had so much more at this point, but had the nerve to compare them.
Dio was, by his very existence, created to be someone amazing. Just because he wasnât able to achieve that didnât mean it wasnât there in the first place. K was a gutter rat, born here in this miserable place for the sake of a fixed game that he didnât even need to win.
âFuck you. We are nothing alike.â
đĄ Whatâs So Amusing About Parks Anyway?
âYou think so?â
âI-Iâd be happy if that was true.â
There was something so soothing about rabbits. And she liked spending time with them â but it was true that they were easily startled and frightened animals. For good reason of course. But⊠To be able to interact with them and have them be at ease, that was the best outcome. And that took gentleness and trust and patience.
She snuck a glance at Dio, with the sudden thought that maybe he was sort of the same way. She didnât voice it, however, because she knew he wouldnât appreciate the comparison at all. But Luna couldnât stop the little giggle that left her lips as her mind began to correlate Dioâs hair to the droopy ears of the rabbits around them.
The man cast a smirk at her reaction, reasoning with himself that it had to be true. Luna was... well, how could anyone not like her? He had trouble believing that there was a soul out there that disliked her - and animals seemed like the least likely. On the contrary, they flocked to her; rabbits, birds, cats, dogs - anytime she was around an animal, it felt like they just trusted her instantly. Maybe it was because she wasnât human, but he couldnât help but wonder if there was another reason...
Lunaâs goodness attracted everyone - even someone like Dio, who was irritable and gloomy most of the time. Heâd found himself unable to ignore her, and just wanted to spend as much time together as they could.
He didnât realize he was staring at her until she turned back to look at him, a thoughtful look on her face, as well. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment and he turned his head away instantly, huffing to himself. âWh-what is it?â he asked. âSee something you like?â
He couldâve smacked himself for that comment.
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 âWhat would he think of me now?â
[ Luna is perfect. ]
((On the one hand yes she is but on the other hand look what garbage you made me bring into existence))
>> Hello! Hope everyoneâs doing well. I just wanted to apologize for my lack of activity; like Akane-mun, Iâm actually on vacation currently! Iâll be away until Friday, so Iâm sorry if I canât get any replies done until then! Iâll get to as many replies as I can, if any, but itâs not my top priority until I get back home. :)
This also applies to my Dio indie, lefttohisdevices! See you all in a bit!
Virtueâs Last Reward â Dio (Left)
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Aoi had heard quite enough about âFree The Soulâ. Of course, as Akane had soon explained to him after the events of the âDesicion Gameâ, the groupâs motives were indeed complex.
That brought him, however, to question just how in the hell Akane had managed to bring Brotherâs right-hand man here. Why would they need him?
âLook at whoâs awake. Took you long enoughâ get the hell up, already.â
Complex motives. Like Dio hadnât heard that before; his superiors back at base had said that all his life, trying to explain things but ultimately just leaving them shrouded in mystery. It always confused Dio, as he tried to be the best Myrmidon he could be - and how could he without understanding Brotherâs motives? Why were they just left at âcomplexâ and nothing more?
But that was the furthest thing from Dioâs mind at the moment; when he opened his eyes - unfamiliar, of course - it only took a few seconds for him to realize he wasnât safe. Enemy territory, in fact - and the presence of one Aoi Kurashiki was more than enough to prove that.
He sat up, wincing at the way his head still spun and the world around him spotted with black, but managed to pull himself together long enough to shoot a glare Kurashikiâs way.
âWhere the fuck am I?â he hissed, his voice low and as threatening as he could make it.
