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TRIPLE SIX FIVE FORKED TONGUE SUBATOMIC PENETRATION RAPID FIRE THROUGH YOUR SKULL HOW I SHOT IT ON ONE TAKING IT BACK TO THE DAYS OF TRYING TO LOSE CONTROL SWERVING IN A BLAZE OF FIRE RAGING THROUGH MY BONES OH SHIT I’M FEELIN IT TAKYOOON HELL YEAH FUCK YEAH I FEEL LIKE KILLIN IT TAKYOOON
yelling hard enough triggers my gag reflex
I cannot believe I get to see this video again
“ they said i wouldn't be nothing -- now they always say, "congratulations". ”
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“So, uh,” a brief pause as a few small puffs of smoke exited from his nose, “yer... Junichi, right? I dunno if we’ve ever officially met, considerin’ the... well, y’know.” Hand did a weak sort of gesturing to nothing in particular, Katsuro purposefully evading looking the guy in the eye all the while.
“’Nyway. What do ya do ‘round here?” Though, he could easily place a guess and probably... would be correct. “Make sure no one breaks in? Make sure no one hurts everyone’s favorite mayor?”
(pffft. as fuckin’ if. guy deserves hell and more.)
It’s not that he was afraid of Junichi but, rather--
“O-oor... what? Somethin’ else?”
--okay, actually, he was scared shitless. But he hoped he was good at hiding it.
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Disgusting.
Putrid.
G r o t e s q u e.
T H I N G S.
Horrible creatures that made the investigator’s stomach churn in pure revulsion. The audacity they have to behave as humans only to prey on them writhed her with distasteful spite and tensed muscles. They were nothing but horrid thieves and should all rot in-
in…
in…
“They’re dead, y'know.”
She swiftly turned around and clenched her quinque on instinct assuming it was another threat out to get her. Out to get humans. Though her edge paused at the sight of a familiarly distant face.
Ah, him. The ex-investigator. A surprise, really.
The grip on her weapon eased, however, she still kept her stance. She had to be on her toes practically all the time thanks to the increasing amount of vile monsters in the wards. Sometimes humans were threats too, as much as she hated to admit that. But if anyone was going to be wiping the ward’s streets with a clean slate, it was her and the CCG.
Green hues glance down at the ghoulish corpse behind her, double-checking if it was dead for the umpteenth time, before sinking her gaze into the man’s eyes.
Tch, how could he be so casual at a time like this?? In a world full of horrors??
She almost envies him, but she knew where her priorities lie; rest would have to come after her deed was done, and rest was a long way away from this gruesome road of purging ghouls she took.
❝ There’ll be more, ❞ A calm tone contrasted the defensive demeanour, a facade to keep things on a neutral ground. ❝ I’m just doing my best to not do a sloppy job. ❞
❝ What are you doing out so late?? ❞
Upon seeing her turn, he’s already had one hand hovering over his own quinque (skein. he’s shocked that he’s managed to steal it away during his leave.) yet didn’t bother to move it even as he took note of her own grip relaxing. He’s unsure if he’s spoken to her while they were still coworkers-- things blurred together, edging closer and closer together and into one another until it all just... blended into something ugly and unpleasant.
He supposed he could place some blame onto his prescription use. At least, he surmised he could pass some of the responsibility onto those. The rest, however? That was, with no argument, all of his fault.
“There’ll be more, sure, but ya won’t make it out.” Katsuro’s calm in his words, despite the brief glance he’s managed to rob from the corpse. The way she’s gone about it was enough for him to feel some sort of sympathy for it. He wondered, if only briefly, if they had actually deserved it. “Don’t go pickin’ fights yer not able t’live through.”
He doesn’t know her. He hasn’t known her for quite some time. Maybe, if things were different, he could’ve gotten to know her.
Because of that, it’s difficult. It’s hard to see her tells, especially with the distance that was purposefully kept betwixt the two of them. Katsuro noticed this yet said nothing. He’d hand over the control of this situation to her (as a sign of peace. a truce, of sorts.) for the time being.
“Patrol,” he answered nonetheless, lying yet speaking the truth at the same time. “Makin’ sure no one’s out here playin’ hero.”
(old habits are hard to kill, y’know?)
“Speakin’ of--” he’s keeping his tone calm and collected, hand finally leaving and returning to its domain within his pockets, “--that one a mark? Or did ya just find ‘em?”
i almost reblogged it but im tryin to minimize the shitposting until i write more on this blog but nothing is stopping me from linking it so: this video is katsuro.
it is wednesday another tokyo ghoul oc my dudes, written by snii! give this a like and/or a reblog if you’d be interested with interacting with an ex-investigator turned freelance assassin with a taste for the finer things – such as video games, anime, knives, etc – in life! 🔪🔪🔪
taro’s death definitely... traumatized katsuro more than what he’s let on. he acts like he’s over it and has had more than enough time to come to terms with it, but it’s partly an act. in truth, he’s gone out of his way to “get over” it rather than let it happen naturally. he forced it, in other words.
when he was younger, he used to try and mimic his brother’s appearance in small ways because he really, really did look up (guy was like an idol to him.) to him. he only stopped when he matured and had the stereotypical realization of “be yourself, blahblah”-- but it probably helped that it was taro that shook this idea into him. however, nowadays, katsuro goes out of his way to no longer remind himself of brother.
he grows his hair out to be the opposite of him. he styles himself in a way that he knows taro wouldn’t. he even talks in a way that’d probably make taro cringe now. some of these are willful choices while others are subconscious. katsuro is well aware of himself doing these things because of trauma, but he also refuses to let anyone in because he wants to shoulder all of his problems alone.
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eyebrows raise as the other makes a point not to swear and theodore can’t help but snort. what a guy. “ it’s actually really hard to answer a question when it’s one i don’t feel like answering and also have absolutely no reason to. ” if stubbornness as a trait could be embodied in one person then theo would be that person. the teen had a terrible habit of being difficult just for the sake of, well…being difficult.
“ i’m doing what ever i feel like. including dodging your questions. how’s that for an answer? ” the teen was definitely lucky that he hadn’t been approached by someone far worse or else he’d likely be getting his ass beat. not everyone was able to practice the kind of patience that this man must have been struggling with.
“ why does it matter to you? clearly this is more trouble than its worse, so why don’t you just move along? ”
“...”
It’s not that the kid was actually throwing Katsuro for a loop... Rather, it was because he wasn’t expecting things to be so difficult. He’s ran into others that have refused his warnings (and, honestly, he left them for dead up until he actually didn’t. the human conscience was a stupid, fucked up thing sometimes.), but he’s unsure if he ever met someone who was going out of their way to be stubborn. And for what stupid as hell reason, anyway?
“Okay.”
Man.
“Y’know what?”
Just like that, it almost seemed like he was going to drop the subject. It almost seemed like he was going to leave him be and let him fend for himself against the wolves.
“Yer either really dumb or y’just think it’s real friggin’ funny to fight adults. Maybe both! I dunno,” he soon went on moments later, raising his hand almost as if to signal to him “stop”. “Here’s th’thing. I’d love to leave ya alone and, uh...”
Suddenly, though, he’s reaching out to grab the boy by the back of his shirt to then hoist him off of his feet and have him hang in midair.
“... let ya die, I guess, but I kinda sorta have an oath to keep.”
He tilted his head and pursed his lips.
“Y’feel me?”
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