Killing for Fun

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Oh my God, you are from the Swordsmen! That's just so awesome!! One day I will be the leader of them! Just you see! Can you show me some good sword skills since you are in the Swordsmen already?" *shiny eyes*

"Nobody is capable or worthy enough to replace Zabuza-san. It is simply impossible. I suppose I could slay some useless fool to demonstrate…" Kushimaru went silent for a minute. "You resemble Mangetsu-san in so many ways. Are you the brother he mentions often?"

[suigaychu-deactivated20131123]

"Aahhaa. Umm, okay. So, if you’d like, we could like, take a match and and…" he spoke kind of nervously. "I-I mean that just thinking about training. And I know that you’re a professional and I’m not… uh, yet, so so so… if you wouldn’t mind not to kill me?" he asked and grinned nervously.

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"If we spar... I hold nothing back. People rarely spar with me because I fight to the death every time. Ameyuri and Zabuza were simply able to reach a draw and be alive..." 

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Oh my God, you are from the Swordsmen! That's just so awesome!! One day I will be the leader of them! Just you see! Can you show me some good sword skills since you are in the Swordsmen already?" *shiny eyes*

"Nobody is capable or worthy enough to replace Zabuza-san. It is simply impossible. I suppose I could slay some useless fool to demonstrate…" Kushimaru went silent for a minute. "You resemble Mangetsu-san in so many ways. Are you the brother he mentions often?"

[suigaychu-deactivated20131123]

"I… haven’t really tried them before… but if you have the swords, I can try to", he promised. "I mean, I think I can do that. We trained together with my brother when we were little", he smiled for the flashback.

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"I trained with Ameyuri and Kisame. I don't know about Kisame's fate but Ameyuri's swords were stolen because of some imbeciles who stole them. I have mine but you can't have it, you need to prove yourself before that occurs."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Why do you kill children?"

"I kill people of all ages. Killing is my career as one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. So many of them have died... weaklings."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Oh my God, you are from the Swordsmen! That's just so awesome!! One day I will be the leader of them! Just you see! Can you show me some good sword skills since you are in the Swordsmen already?" *shiny eyes*

"Nobody is capable or worthy enough to replace Zabuza-san. It is simply impossible. I suppose I could slay some useless fool to demonstrate…" Kushimaru went silent for a minute. "You resemble Mangetsu-san in so many ways. Are you the brother he mentions often?"

[suigaychu-deactivated20131123]

Suigetsu’s eyes started to shine. He kept quiet for a moment before nodded.

"I don’t… know how to react…" he said still in a little shock. "But my answer is yes, I want to join…" he still looked at Kushimaru.

It was Suigetsu’s dream to become the leader - first he needed to become a part of the Swordmen. If he wasn’t this proud of himself he would have started to cry. But no.

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"At least there is a place... if you are a decent shinobi. Mangetsu could use any sword in existence, could you? If so, then you can be the newest member. This is my logic although the new Mizukage is more incompetent. I dislike her philosophy in comparison to Yagura-san's."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"That's mean!" She pouted.

"Normally I kill children, you should feel fortunate to have been spared."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

-poke poke-

"Go away..."

[suigetsboo-deactivated20131028]

"I don’t really like sweets, to be honest. If random strangers were giving out yogurt, that’d be a different story. The whole idea just seems…pointless, I guess. Ne, do you like Halloween?”

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"I am not mentally able to experience the phenomenon of enjoyment. This concept of holidays seems trivial. I would rather have a day devoted to trying to track down the missing swords of the Seven Swordsmen."

[suigetsboo-deactivated20131028]

"But it’s mostly for children, right? Eh, I guess I see how it could appeal to them, what with all the free sweets…."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Children, idiots... there isn't a difference between these words. I despise both... if I were capable of such an emotion. What about you? Does the thought of demanding free dessert items from random strangers appeal to you?"

[suigetsboo-deactivated20131028]

"Ne, can someone explain this whole ‘Halloween’ thing? From what mun told me, it sounds really stupid."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"It's for idiots who waste time doing nothing with their lives."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Oh my God, you are from the Swordsmen! That's just so awesome!! One day I will be the leader of them! Just you see! Can you show me some good sword skills since you are in the Swordsmen already?" *shiny eyes*

"Nobody is capable or worthy enough to replace Zabuza-san. It is simply impossible. I suppose I could slay some useless fool to demonstrate…" Kushimaru went silent for a minute. "You resemble Mangetsu-san in so many ways. Are you the brother he mentions often?"

[suigaychu-deactivated20131123]

"Now you must be talking about Kisame-senpai! He really is a nice one!" Suigetsu told him. Then he started to think about that Chojuro. "I don’t like that kid either", the teen shrugged.

"I’m sorry for his death and also for Ameyuri."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

Kushimaru took out his sword. "Mangetsu said you and he wanted to be just like Zabuza-sama when you grew up. You're a decent swordsman and have his sword. Care to join the Seven Swordsmen... even if it's only Kisame, Chojuro and also myself? All the other decent warriors are dead and we are hopeless when one is a criminal and the other is a wimpy little brat. We need the Hozuki Clan to become prominent again... before Yagura-san's time."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Oh my God, you are from the Swordsmen! That's just so awesome!! One day I will be the leader of them! Just you see! Can you show me some good sword skills since you are in the Swordsmen already?" *shiny eyes*

"Nobody is capable or worthy enough to replace Zabuza-san. It is simply impossible. I suppose I could slay some useless fool to demonstrate…" Kushimaru went silent for a minute. "You resemble Mangetsu-san in so many ways. Are you the brother he mentions often?"

[suigaychu-deactivated20131123]

"No! I mean I can replace him! I have this sword of his and and I have to do it!" he shouted. "And yes… I’m Mangetsu’s younger brother…"

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Seize Mangetsu's legacy. He died of illness and Ameyuri died the next week of a different illness. We have lost so many only to have weaklings replace them. Some child named Chojuro has your brother's sword. A decent successor for the Samehada to wield was found but he defected to Akatsuki."

[bloodsoakedflowers-blog]

"Oh? Well as much as the anticipation is killing me… Take your time. I am the Mizukage, after all. Not some helpless child you complete dolt."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"You do not understand how many I stop alongside Ameyuri and Fugaku almost daily. The people have displayed their ignorant dissatisfaction with your rule so we opt to murder them." Kushimaru rarely respected anyone but Yagura was so respected by the mass murdering shinobi that he vowed to never anger or betray the Mizukage.

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Oh my God, you are from the Swordsmen! That's just so awesome!! One day I will be the leader of them! Just you see! Can you show me some good sword skills since you are in the Swordsmen already?" *shiny eyes*

"Nobody is capable or worthy enough to replace Zabuza-san. It is simply impossible. I suppose I could slay some useless fool to demonstrate..." Kushimaru went silent for a minute. "You resemble Mangetsu-san in so many ways. Are you the brother he mentions often?"

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"Nobody is around, did I kill everyone already? I suppose I must return to Yagura-sama's side so that I can defend him from the assassination teams from other villages and also rogues."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

Open RP

[hidako-deactivated20240810]

Immortality- what an odd word for him to say. Hidan’s lips pursed at it. “Huh? Do you know something about me already?” She asked; it wouldn’t do one to automatically assume all travelers they met on the road were immortal. As a general rule, most humans didn’t fit the bill. 

She looked to the pile of burnt corpses in disgust and some apprehension that she tried to disguise. The sight and the smell sickened her deeply- and particularly seeing how eradicated they had become. How would it feel, a question she didn’t want the answer to, to be so thoroughly destroyed that not even her soul would survive? There were still certain limitations of the body- she couldn’t possibly be repaired upon being turned to ash- and though she didn’t have confirmation on the matter, in such a situation, her soul would be irretrievable (but by Jashin-sama’s grace, maybe). Death of the body was nothing, a blessing, but the possible death of the soul, now that was frightening. 

“If you don’t enjoy life… if you think of yourself as a meaningless existence…” Hidan scoffed, looking away from the ash and back to Kushimaru. “Then why the hell do you bother to keep living?” She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. “Why don’t you just kill yourself now?” 

[sewingsociopath-blog]

Because to care enough to kill myself is some trait that I do not have. I am meaningless and yet you fail to see everyone is meaningless. I will die soon enough. Someday I will be dead and yet, I am not bothered in the slightest. The corpse stench... I don't smell it anymore. I kill so many... and I gain nothing from them even though I do not have mercy."

Kushimaru lowered his sword. "Do you wish for my death? Does it disgust you? Perhaps that makes you arrogant and obsessed with perfection. Your ideas are twisted and broken, much like your logic. Nothing changes, you will die too but probably in a way that doesn't end in such a magnificent end."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

Open RP

[hidako-deactivated20240810]

"Tch… How the fuck can you be so damn sure he’s ‘fictitious?!’” Hidan snapped furiously, pointing a finger accusingly in Kushimaru’s direction as he drew his sword at her. Her eyes flickered to the pile of bodies, and she stared at them in something like disgust. The stench of burning flesh soon filled the air. “You don’t know anything, seriously.” She groaned. “I don’t care if a bunch of atheist cocksuckers think I’m sane or not! I just am!" 

Did she want to die? What an odd question. Surely most people would say no. She thought about it for a few seconds, though it was an idea she’d mulled over in long spurts over the course of her life, and answered, “I dunno.” She shrugged. “It’s not like I hate living or anything.” Even if life was suffering and pain- it was meant to be painful, and she’d learned to find beauty and joy in that exquisite pain. “But I wouldn’t mind dying if someone could kill me.” 

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"If you truly want death then death will come. There is no true immortality for pathetic humanity." Kushimaru threw his sword into an above tree branch. "This life is a game, a true waste of time. Only useful people like Yagura and the other jinchuuriki have the power to destroy and create and all of the legendary shinobi of the past were so worthy. Kushimaru formed more hand signs and sent water chakra to douse the fire and the burnt corpses were a pile of dust and ash. 

"I cannot hate living but I will never find enjoyment from it. I am simply a waste of time for the world and a burden much like the weaklings who exist to take away resources."

[sewingsociopath-blog]

Open RP

[hidako-deactivated20240810]

"Like you know jack shit about me." Hidan protested with an irritated huff. "You will die,” he said- evidently, he wasn’t too familiar with her. “How the fuck would you know? Don’t act all high and mighty and smart while stringing together the corpses of your victims to be burned and acting like you’re washing your fucking dog. Feh, of course it’s heathens like you that have no regard for human life… I bet you’ve just mindlessly obeyed your superiors’ orders your whole damn life without giving a single thought to religion, yeah!” Oh, one could have plenty of “regard for human” life while being a serial murderer. Hidan considered herself relatively respectful of the value of life and the dead- why would it be offered up as a sacrifice to god if it was meaningless? Granted, she did help Kakuzu exchange lives for something as worthless as money, but damned if she didn’t complain about it. “Of course you don’t have any assurance god will reward you for your work.” She admitted with a shrug. “It’s a gamble, but it’s sure as hell better than nothing, y’know?! Better than a one-way ticket to Hell like you’ve got!”

[sewingsociopath-blog]

"If there is a hell, I don't care about it. I can't care about anything. I have no emotion because I have no way to experience it. You're just some arrogant fucking imbecile who trusts some fictitious being more than reality." Kushimaru formed a Fire Release hand sign and the body pile ignited. He then pointed the sword at the pale haired female. "You will never get respect from me or anyone else but clearly you hold no interest in being respected or even thought of as sane." The Kiri shinobi hadn't shifted tone even though his words surely would have given someone the idea that he was angry. He felt nothing in reality. "Do you want to die?" The question was asked in a more curious tone than in a threatening way.