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You're not a god. Room #170 [Original Character!] [personal: snoopdoggwithablog] [affiliated with academy of despair]

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This one was going down with a fight, huh? Matters not, he even giggled a bit when he knocked those books down, he could just pick them up after all of this was... over, and then he'd tuck the corpse in bed and give it a kiss goodnight.

"You're awfully clumsy, haha!" And there the ravenette went with yet another fit of psychotic laughter, which ended rather short considering the redhead threw a punch, and a fast one at that. It actually managed to hit him right on the cheek, and his head cranked to the side from the force, yep, that was definitely going to bruise the flesh quite a bit. He then growled, rubbing his injured cheek in pain before whipping his head back in front of him to see... Oh, well, that was convenient, looks like the redhead was just a crumpled mass of flesh on the floor now.

He kicked a few books out of the way before crouching down next to the body, his mad laughter starting up again. He then pulled the knife out of the male's neck, licking his lips as a heap of crimson shot out along with the knife, and just like last time, he ran his tongue down the cold steel, making sure to lick up some of that beautiful blood, the pink muscle leaving a small trail in the blood that stained the knife.

The culprit then picked the body up, placing him on what was originally his bed, before tucking him in, some of the male's blood stained the sheets as he did this, and left a trail on the floor, it even covered some of Jinsokuna's clothing, he'd have to take a shower after this. Glad he didn't put the corpse in his bed, then he wouldn't be able to sleep without getting blood on him. "Goodnight, sweet prince," he whispered, kissing the corpse's cold cheek before raising the knife and bringing it down onto the male's forehead. He repeated this process a few times until the thief's bed was almost entirely red, his face now a mutilated mass of fresh blood and flesh, "When you wake up, your once beautiful face will just be ridden in scars, haha!" 

The male then hopped off of the bed, picking the books up and placing them back in the shelves, before taking a nice, long, shower, and after getting out of the shower all he had to do was apply some nice concealer to cover up this nasty bruise, and voila! Most people wouldn't even notice it.

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"If I were to remember correctly, you weren't at the last trial, meaning you have no idea what it's like when you come back, you, being the victim, won't remember a word of this conversation, and won't be able to warn the swimmer, but I bet she'll be quite angry at me, angry enough to do irrational things, and if she strikes, I'll strike back much harder," he winked one last time for the boy.

Ah, how defiant. He spat blood at him, this made him laugh even harder, and he made sure to make a show out of licking some of the blood that the other spat onto his face off. "You're just getting me all excited," and that's when the fist started to fly, nope, not happening, as soon as he saw the male's arm go back, he backed up, but the male's knuckle did manage to tag his cheek, but it barely did any damage, but it might leave a small red mark or even a small bruise. "A pathetic death for a pathetic human," he then stepped forward; throwing his arm at the knife handle palm first in an attempt to burrow it deeper into his throat, his laughter only ceasing after his attempted offense. 

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Yes, he definitely was suspicious, and he definitely was going to accept death, these things he knew for sure, as stated before, the raventte doesn't care about execution, he murders for the pleasure, and he'll wake up in the hospital and murder again, it really was a vicious cycle, wasn't it?

As soon as the frenchman walked in, he shut the door behind them and quickly took the key out of his pocket and locked it, his eyes never gazing away from the thief, his smile now growing into a more menacing grin. "You're not leaving this dorm alive, but I bet you already knew that. Oh, you're so heroic, sacrificing your life for some idiotic girl, but your sacrifice means nothing. Let's say I get executed, I'll just come back with a few scars and kill again, but let's say you feel even more heroic and try to take me down! If you manage to do so, I'll be dead, and you'll be a culprit, what would your new swimming girlfriend think about that? I bet she'd really hate watching you get executed, but, oh! Let's say you then try to cover up the evidence and pin it on someone else... Then if the other students pick the wrong culprit instead of you, they'll all be executed, along with your precious new friend, haha! And if you try to escape and somehow do that, I'll just track your swimming friend down and kill her painfully and slowly, in not one instance do you come out of this on top, hm?" He was laughing hysterically now, his hand going down to the boy's shoulder. "I almost pity you," and just like that, the knife fell out of his sleeve and into his hand and he attempted to make a quick stab at the boy's jugular, if it were to hit anywhere close to where he was aiming, he'd probably be dead in a few minutes or even less than that, considering he was aiming at one of the most vital parts of the body. And strangely enough, throughout this whole scenario, his psychotic laughter only got a bit more quiet.

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Huh, the boy looked rather worried, as he should! It was either because of the rather petty blackmail, or he knew that something was up! Thieves are supposed to be clever, right? But it did not matter how clever this frail little man was, he'd be dead no matter what if he accepted his invitation to the dorm. He didn't even care about getting executed for this if he were caught, for he would just come back with a few scars and a few lost memories and do what he is planning to do right now: kill! Memories barely even mattered to him, and he could do without them, the bear's motives meant nothing because the ravenette enjoyed killing no matter what and that was that. Nothing made him more excited than bashing a skull in!

Speaking of excitement, he could feel his heart pound against his ribcage as the male accepted his shady dorm room offer, and pretty soon he was going to start to quiver if he didn't control himself. "I'm glad you decided to do the right thing, otherwise I'd have to tell your swimming friend all about this," he then turned to the male and winked mischievously. Yes, he had a concrete solid plan to make sure this one died, all he had to do was tell him that if he tried to escape he'd destroy his idiotic swimming pal, and by that point the frenchman would accept his gruesome death with open arms! Friendships led to downfall, Jinsokuna knew that which is why he drove everyone else off with his insults and threats. Well, that and because he basically hated everything with a pulse, which is why he preferred ending lives than making someone's better!

As he led the boy to the dorm, he couldn't help but sigh happily, this was going to be more beautiful than his last masterpiece! This might be one of his best works yet, actually! Ah, he longed for these kinds of moments, these were the scenarios that drove him to kill over and over again! The ravenette then opened the dorm door and ushered the red head inside, that false friendly smile masking his inner maliciousness never leaving his features once. "Come on in, see for yourself!" That sentence would be one of the last sentences this boy would ever hear.

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"Your title doesn't mean anything to me, to be honest, thieves and murderers are different, and I've already seen the body, and I'm just on my way over here to tell you somethin', pal," The ravenette pointed at the male before continuing, "We're roommates and after one of my things went missing, I checked everyone in our dorm's desk, and- I found a baseball bat in yours. I saw a matching bat at the crime scene, mighty suspicious, eh? So maybe thieves and murderers aren't so different after all, but fear not, I'm a man of my word, and I'll only tell the trial if we need more evidence," his grin turned into something of a 'sincere' smile, but behind that smile was malicious intent. "I 'kept the bat in there, because I didn't wanna touch the thing, but if it really is yours, I'd like some explanation as to why it was in there. Did you maybe steal it off someone?-" He asked with a mocking grin, his azure optics studying the particularly small male in front of him. This boy looked fast, but that was it, he could easily be taken down. "-Because as I was walking to look for you, I heard tidbits about you being a thief, and stopped to listen, is my curiosity a problem for you?"

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This kid was going to get killed if he kept on speaking to him like this… He doubted that this type of worthless scum could even put up much of a fight. All bark no bite, as most people put it. “ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ɢɪɢɢʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ᴀ ᴋɴɪғᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ.” He scrutinized the teen up and down before chuckling a rather dark chuckle inwardly. 

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴜᴍᴏʀᴏᴜs, ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴀʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.” He wouldn’t let this one be satisfied, he was going to keep his annoyance with the male all locked up on the inside and once he reached the point of no return it would burst and he would turn those void threats into real actions.

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What was the big deal? Of course he didn’t see why the other was oh so angry. His attitude was just so shitty that the crimson haired male had to cover his nose. If he continued to whiff this he was going to get sick. Taking a deep breath had the male waiting for whatever the other was trying to say. Something about a knife in his throat, oh that sounded delightful that the shorted ran a hand up his own chest just to toy with the other, as if he admired the idea happening. In which he did. A sigh left from his lips as he tilted his head towards the other. His wide magenta hues analyzing the person before him.

❝I really don’t want to play any games with you, why don’t we get something to eat? I’m not even trying to be funny, the only one who is a joke is you!! Haha, that was funny. Come on, let’s part ways and do whatever because we have better things to do.❞ Giving a wave to the other, he couldn’t help but continue his high enthusiasm. The other acted so scary, maybe he needed someone to give him a back rub. He really needed to calm down.

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He didn't have time for this pest, and was quite relieved when the male decided to leave him alone, now he could get back to doing what he needed to do in order to... Relieve himself of all the stress, by... murdering someone of course! What did you think I was going to say, something gross? "ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇs." That was all he said before turning on his heels and sauntering away from the male, he would try to avoid this one in the future, or kill him if he ever got the chance, yeah, he'd definitely attempt to murder this one at some point in time, he made a mental note of it!

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Just the sound of this boy’s voice made him want to bash his brains in with a bat. He was the perfect prey, everything he despised in a person mixed into one. Just the thought of killing this one made him quiver with anticipation. 

“ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ’ᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ sᴘɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛʜ ɢʀᴀᴛᴇs ᴍʏ ᴇᴀʀs.”

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❝Spill my blood, oh that sounds nice, are you into that type of stuff too? It brings a chill up my spine at the thought.❞ Though he was being sarcastic, he couldn’t help but find the other to be a slight annoyance. It was funny, everything he said was suppose to be a potential threat and yet, it didn’t strike any fear into his body. A chuckle leaving from his lips as he gave a wink towards the other, a smile donned on his features as he took a small step back.

❝You know whaaat, you need to calm down. I understand it’s mutual killing but you aren’t even worth a fight with me.❞ Kouha was a brat at times, sure, but he loved getting under people’s skin. ❝Wanna be my slave? It’s a no biggie for me, you can carry me to my dorm room.❞

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This kid was going to get killed if he kept on speaking to him like this... He doubted that this type of worthless scum could even put up much of a fight. All bark no bite, as most people put it. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ɢɪɢɢʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴋɴɪғᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ." He scrutinized the teen up and down before chuckling a rather dark chuckle inwardly. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴜᴍᴏʀᴏᴜs, ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴀʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ." He wouldn't let this one be satisfied, he was going to keep his annoyance with the male all locked up on the inside and once he reached the point of no return it would burst and he would turn those void threats into real actions.

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“ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴅʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsɢᴜsᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴛ ɪs sᴏ ɪɴsᴘɪʀɪɴɢ.”

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Hearing the male’s words, Kouha was least affected by it because he certainly wasn’t speaking to the Prince. A hand raised to remove the item that donned on his head before looking at it. Blinking a bit confused had he placed it right atop his crimson locks before flicking a long tassel of red behind his shoulder.

❝Whaaaaat? Who are you even talking about cause I know it ain’t even me. This is a crown, commoner. Do you have bad eyesight or what? Is that crow’s feet wrinkles on your face too, you need to stop looking so mad at the world. Who is so inspirational to you? You should go tell them.❞

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Just the sound of this boy's voice made him want to bash his brains in with a bat. He was the perfect prey, everything he despised in a person mixed into one. Just the thought of killing this one made him quiver with anticipation. "ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ sᴘɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛʜ ɢʀᴀᴛᴇs ᴍʏ ᴇᴀʀs."

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Of course he stuck by the crimescene after the deed was done, but quite discreetly, and he did recognize that annoying frenchmen. His roommate! Good, yes, this was perfect. He did have quite a few spare baseball bats considering he always left one at the scenes of his crime (and he planned to do a lot of murdering), and he slipped it into the redhead's desk. If anyone found it before the redhead did, it would be quite i n t e r e s t i n g.

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"ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴅʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsɢᴜsᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴛ ɪs sᴏ ɪɴsᴘɪʀɪɴɢ."

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“ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴍᴇᴀɴ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.” He was desperate now, she was trained, he realized this from the second she gripped his punch, but he had killed bigger and stronger! So, after pulling his free hand back, his propelled his forehead towards his nose, hoping that this time it would do some moderate damage. Dammit, she had his good arm in a tight hold, but he’d get it out somehow, even if it meant dislocating his shoulder, haha! Oh, was she trying to step on his toes? Pitiful, he quickly took a step back after throwing his head forward, the veins in his arms appearing to almost rip out of his skin.

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“Oh, you know exactly how to make a girl feel special, don’t you?” She watched as he wound his forehead back, knowing what was about to happen. She moved her head slightly so that he’d get the cheek he got before, though she’d hoped he would miss completely. 

With him taking a step back she took the chance to skirt behind him, his hand still gripped in hers and held it up behind his back. Asuka was tempted to break his arm, but what she really wanted to do was get him in the sleeper hold. That way she wouldn’t be breaking her morals and would still get out alive.

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"sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ sʜᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ!" He shouted, his head recoiling back after connecting with her cheek, he was only slightly dazed, though, but found himself biting hard into his lip right after she made her way behind him, before throwing his foot back against her leg in an attempt to bring her off balance. He then used his other hand to reach back and attempt to grab at her hair, if he did get a knuckle full of locks like he aimed to do, he would pull as hard as possible.

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He wasn't even aware that she was dead by the time he raised his heel the first time, but he didn't care, he kept on stomping and laughing for another minute or two before finally gaining control of himself and looking down at his downed prey. "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ." He whispered, leaning down and gently kissing her lifeless cheek before standing right back up, and smashing the bat down onto her facial features, he did this again and again until her face resembled a battered bloody pulp, only then was he satisfied. He dragged his tongue across the cold blunt object he used to end this girl's life, leaving a small line in all the blood that was staining it. The ravenette then  kissed the bat as he did the girl's cheek, before setting it down next to the fresh corpse, his whole body drenched in sweat. And with a turn of his heel, he was on his way like nothing ever happened.

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“ʏᴏᴜ…ʏᴏᴜ…ᴅɪᴇ!” Those were the only words he spoke after her knee connected with his groin, his eyes were now at their widest from anger and shock, but he was used to pain, but it still did hurt quite a bit, but it was almost pleasurable to him. He quickly threw another punch that he hoped would break a few bones in her nose with his free hand. He then attempted to pull his cupped knuckle out of her grip, hopefully the punch he just threw would help with that.

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“Do your memories really mean that much to you?” She asked between gritted teeth. She didn’t think anyone would take the stupid bear seriously! His punch went straight to her cheek rather than her nose, seeing as she tried to pull away just in time. It didn’t mean much to her, except maybe the bruising, but this was nothing compared to the feeling of her body being ripped apart without it really happening.

Asuka could feel him trying to wriggle out of her grip and she only dug her nails deeper into his fist as she tried to step on both of his feet so that he couldn’t use them to kick.

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"ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴍᴇᴀɴ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ." He was desperate now, she was trained, he realized this from the second she gripped his punch, but he had killed bigger and stronger! So, after pulling his free hand back, his propelled his forehead towards his nose, hoping that this time it would do some moderate damage. Dammit, she had his good arm in a tight hold, but he'd get it out somehow, even if it meant dislocating his shoulder, haha! Oh, was she trying to step on his toes? Pitiful, he quickly took a step back after throwing his head forward, the veins in his arms appearing to almost rip out of his skin.

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Was she... attempting to reason with him? This made him resume his sadistic laughter, "ᴛᴏᴏ ᴇᴀsʏ. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ...ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ," and this time around, he decided to step on her throat, making sure to dig and twist his heel into her flesh. This was beautiful, this was art! He couldn't stop laughing at this whole situation. He was feeling more and more pleasured every second, and pretty soon he lifted his foot from her neck, only to stomp on it again, and again, and again, and again, his laughter never ceasing once!

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That was the last straw. This was not gonna fly with him. “ʟᴇᴛ’s ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʏᴇᴀʜ?”

And with a twinkle in his eye, he threw a quick right hook that he hoped would connect with her lower jaw.

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It caught her by surprise, yes, but her body was trained for this. She’d fought much harder battles before after all. The auburn haired girl caught the fist and kneed him between the legs.

“I fight angels, remember?”

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"ʏᴏᴜ...ʏᴏᴜ...ᴅɪᴇ!" Those were the only words he spoke after her knee connected with his groin, his eyes were now at their widest from anger and shock, but he was used to pain, but it still did hurt quite a bit, but it was almost pleasurable to him. He quickly threw another punch that he hoped would break a few bones in her nose with his free hand. He then attempted to pull his cupped knuckle out of her grip, hopefully the punch he just threw would help with that.

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Oh, she was a survivor, huh? He couldn't help but laugh hysterically at her broken figure, his bat right back at it's original place over his shoulder as quickly as it came swooping down. "ᴘᴀᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ." There was a strange twinkle in his eye as he spoke those words, and after ominously licking his lips, he winked at her-

-Before swinging the bat down once more, this time aiming for her gut.