#igarashideadman

[foxeyedbastard-blog]

Tamaki had to have woken up on the right side of the bed this morning. His smile was already on his face by the time he woken up from dreaming. Although his dream was nothing a normal person would smile about. Then again...

Upon entering his office this fine morning he had decided he would share this happiness with another person and who better to share it with than his newest deadman, Igarashi Ganta-kun. Picking up the phone, he ordered his guards to bring the boy to his office, where he sat and waited.

[synapticsymphony]

"Don't tell me that you're my dad."

“AHA! Does the thought pain you, Maruta-kun~? ☆”

[let-the-world-bear-my-agony-blog]

Today was one of those rare days when they were released from their cells to explore and familiarize themselves with the ward. Doing such a thing was more fun than being stuffed inside a claustrophobic room all day with people who barely bathed or went to the bathroom.

Madoka hadn't paid much attention to where he was going, just wandered about mostly, not really caring what part of G-sector he ended up in.

His brain picked up movement down the empty hall, alerting the Forgery to a possible enemy.

"W-Who's there??"

[deadhummingbird]

"I think I'm starting to understand why you hate everyone."

“Oh? Why do you say that?”

[flowerysociopath]

igarashideadman started following you.

Minatsuki was pushed up against the wall by the other Deadmen as the newbie Igarashi Ganta entered the room. She rubbed her shoulder up against the wall shyly and closed her eyes as if acting like she were in pain. She hoped her innocent ruse was enough to capture his attention; if her calculations were correct, he'd even attempt to jump to her rescue. What a fool he was, falling for such a see-through display of shyness. Either way, if it was done well enough, she'd be pulling at his heart strings in no time, only to let him down when the Carnival Corpse came around.