Times up, brats

--Haven't you ever wanted to, you know, steal the show? [An Independent RP blog for Adachi Tohru from Persona 4] [Tracking the tag: mrkilljoy]

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[Nights guys and see you all Sunday evening~]

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expirationdaycrimes replied to your post:[So from tomorrow until Sunday evening, I’ll be at...

HAVE FUN!

[Oh..I hope so..btw...]

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[So from tomorrow until Sunday evening, I’ll be at a convention for the weekend. I’ll have my phone for texting and LINE for those of you who have my number/LINE account. I’ll try to answer texts when I’m able to.]

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[work 5-10 now then finishing packing for my trip]

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a compilation of the 9 most important things that happened today.

glad to see you still have your rape face adachi

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[I sort of hope that blue haired guy is like Jun from Persona 2

...as in I hope he’s the antag]

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PERSONA 5′s SECOND PV IS HERE!!

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P4D!! Congratulation Adachi-san! Here we go a colorful cabbage and a beautiful little brat.

THANK U ATLUS! THANK YOU THANK YOU

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     There it was. That subtle, perceptible change. His form of address switched from ‘childish’ to ‘mature’. You could feel his agitation on the back of your neck with the summer heat on your way to the junkyard… You couldn’t spot any passers by anymore, could you? 

     What did you want out of this?

     What did aggravating him further net you?

     “I think you want to.” Let those words hang in the air for a moment. Let them fill this silent road before you swiveled on your heel, grabbing the detective’s arm and guiding it until the muzzle of his gun pressed against the center of your forehead. There you two stood, in the mockery of a threat that you staged all on your own.

     “Tell me: Who is in control? Is it the one with the power to harm, or the one who manipulated the other into doing so?” You had control. You had it ever since he started making his venomous threats against you. Now you’re just going to prove a point.

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The words left and quickly as their bodies shifted, and he felt his hand being pulled towards the others forehead, his own gun in the hands of someone he hated.

“Hey..” Frowning intensely and keeping his gaze fixated on the others face, though giving him a look of sheer disgust, wishing he could blow his brains out right this second with what he did. He basically stepped foot into a death trap, and he was asking to be killed right now.

“Don’t fuck with me, Yu.” Finger pressing against the trigger. He could visualize it all in front of him. A clean shot, brains blowing out the back of his head, and then his lifeless body falling to the ground with a threatening crack; motionless.

“You really want to die, don’t you? You know, it’s not nice to taunt the police, but it’s even worse to taunt a culprit with an armed weapon.”

He suddenly reached over and grabbed a hold of the others hair, squeezing the strands and pulling his head closer so he ground into the front of the gun.

“Well...?”

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disxppointmxnt replied to your post:[Guys Adachi isn’t attractive okay and if anyone...

ooc; Well, I mean, according to an inspirational Facebook post, Adachi looks like his ancestors and they all got laid. But I know what you mean. 8DD

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deadvisualiveadachi replied to your post:[Guys Adachi isn’t attractive okay and if anyone...

Cute, yes. Hot, no. Do not fuck the Adachi.

[I think he can act cute sometimes and it’s his personality and standoffish shit that probably pulls some people to him but yeah besides that would you really want to fuck him for the way he looks and only that alone--]

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[Guys Adachi isn’t attractive okay and if anyone actually does want to fuck him because of his looks I think you have a few screw loose...]

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[Started my reverse playthrough again and ever so thankful for transferring max stats to a new game since I can pick risky options at the beginning without having to worry about needing more courage.

So basically I told Yosuke to solve the case on his own and this happened.

Kiss my ass Hanamura you can let Inaba BURN]

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     Those old glasses slid on easily enough. True, the TV world you knew had no fog to speak of, but his did. It was just… Switching between collective consciousnesses and going out through the right one.

     You didn’t change your expression even a little. You didn’t falter, didn’t even blink when he made his threat. In theory, it’d be easy to shoot a gun. Loud, attention-grabbing, and full of unnecessary hassles including but not limited to charges of unlawful discharge and a reprimand from the higher ups in the police force.

     But not his police force. If he did that here, he wouldn’t be the one those charges would go for. If he did that in the TV world, there’d be another victim, and you couldn’t have that.

     “I’d assume so. With your penchant for guns, you always make sure yours is loaded, right?” Your tone stayed even. Perhaps a little curious. “You may not ‘get’ people… But I do. Whether I want to or not, I can understand someone like you.”

     Knowing him, he’d take that as an insult. Not your concern, really. “You’ve spent a lot of time at target practice. Moving targets aren’t an issue for you, and I don’t think obstacles are much of an issue, either. Mother raised you ‘perfect’, after all. If you weren’t smart or well-trained, there would be nothing left to you.” Take a breath. Pause. Let the sounds of your footsteps fill the air as it sank in.

     “The gun helps you feel like you’re in control for once in your life. You have the dangerous, hard to come by instrument of destruction, and you can point it wherever you want and the most you’ll get from the higher ups is a reprimand for unlawful discharge. That’s why you joined, I think. So you’d have control you’ve never had before.

     “It’s why you threw them in. But, you wanted a method that would make it hard to get caught. Something a judge wouldn’t believe unless he saw it right before his eyes and maybe not even then. So, if there’s even a chance you could get caught…

     “You won’t shoot.”

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He could understand someone like him?

Bullshit.

Did he think just because they were both the culprits that automatically meant he understood Adachi Tohru? They didn’t lead the same life, nor did they probably have the same parents. They weren’t the same age, had the same brain, or even went to the same school. They were so far from being the same that it made Adachi’s blood boil with this kid thinking he knew him.

“Don’t flatter yourself, brat.”

Fingers clenched further on the gun in his pocket, retracting it just a bit in case he really did plan on using it. He wouldn’t mind, really. He would just point the barrel at his head, watch the emotions that ran in his eyes before he pulled, and then he’d find a TV to go back to his world with. 

There would be no way for him to ever get caught.

As he listened to him, he picked up on the word ‘control’. That was something he rarely had in his life. Everyone always walked all over him, picked on him, beat him up, even his parents weren’t always there for him. He was used, abused, and everything else in between.

Control was exactly what he deserved. To show up anyone who wanted to try and fuck with him again, and show them just what it meant to be scared and alone with only your thoughts to drive you to the rest of your insanity.

“So what if that’s the case? It’s easy to be in control as long as you have power. You honestly think I won’t shoot you? You don’t understand anything about me at all, if you’re so confident in what you think.”

Pull it out. Press it against the back of his head. Show him a little fear.

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[ ☯ ] Noticing that Adachi went out of his way to close the door to their office to give them privacy and blockage from the noise from the other cops, Ryotaro watched his partner taking the sip out of his coffee and training his eyes upon him in such a careful manner — as if he was suspicious of his own older partner. He simply listened to his own partner talk about  Kubo and the method but there was something that Adachi missed in what he had said previously ( he had said that the method wasn’t going to be easy to explain; not figure out. ). 

Ryotaro glanced over for a brief moment as he watched how Adachi placed a hand under his chin as if he was purposely trying to appear harmless. The Hierophant user looked at the Jester or Hunger user as he seemed to think as if formatting his theory but something stood out — the information about throwing off cops. 

“They got to be part of the law enforcement if they managed to figure out how to throw off the police like us so cleverly. It’s just that the method isn’t easy to explain to anyone — much alone to a jury. TV world makes me think….it’s supernatural forces in a way. But that’s what makes it hard to explain than just saying a ladder or those work service cars. A—….have I been muttering strange things again? I been having severe lack of sleep.”

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Adachi managed to catch a glimpse of the way Dojima was eyeing him. Was he suspicious, or was it the coffee? Maybe he was tired, or maybe he was still weirded out by the kiss. Either way, he just had to make sure to keep talking so the half awake cop would make sense of it. Throw him off whatever he was intentionally thinking about him. Or, maybe Adachi was just paranoid. He could trust his partner, right?

“Whaaaat? You think it’s someone on the force? Don’t you think it’s a bit much? Hmm...hey, what if it’s the chief? Yeaah..he’s been acting really uptight lately, not to mention he’s always in a bad mood. He gives you these looks like he wants to kill you--

Haahaha....I’m kidding. I don’t think he’s clever enough to commit those types of crimes.” Sighing and leaning back in his chair now, crossing one leg over the other and turning it a bit so he could stare at Dojima now.

“I doubt any regular person could steal a ladder or those cars without being noticed off the bat. So..hmm..ah, but yeah. That’s right. You’ve been saying things about the Midnight Channel, fighting shadows, finding the culprit...and I’m pretty sure I heard you mutter my name once. I’m not sure what that was about--but those aren’t in any particular order and they’re all at random times. You should really consider getting some better rest, Sir.”

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“Actually…”  Kiggen turned to face the other with a small smirk across his face.  “I’ve heard it’s a total different world. People go into but theres no real exit and that monster there tend to attack outsiders…Funny, don’t you think so? I’ve actually know places like that.”

He chuckled quietly and shook his head,  “So you’ve been to this…Midnight channel thing?…”

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“I’ve...” Right, he was recording this. Even if it got found by the cops and out of his hands, he’d have to make sure it didn’t sound suspicious on his end no matter what. As if they’d believe the Midnight Channel bullshit anyways.

“I’ve heard of it, like I said. Can’t say I’ve been there myself, though some crazy kids every now and then like to say they’ve been there fighting shadows. They said something about the entrance being tv’s? What sort of nonsense is that? You can’t go inside a TV. I mean, it’s broadcast across one, but to be able to go in..that’s nuts!”

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