#rip kao

[wishingstarinajar]

Let's lighten the mood by bringing in impending doom, the best mood lightener! ¦D

A quick doodle response to @tatatale pinching Rewind's cheeks and then running for their life. They didn't get away unscathed >.>;

[drrrmilieu]

A scenario of Alice in Wonderland !!! Kao could be Alice, and since that perhaps a lot of work to include each of the characters, could use only Izaya and Namie

Kao can’t remember when he’d put on the dress. It was purple and frilly and he had an apron with two pockets in front and a big white ribbon tied neatly behind him that matched the purple ribbon that sat atop his head. Why was he in a dress and where was he? He can’t recall. So he wanders deeper and deeper into the bizarre world he finds himself in, looking for clues on how to get home.

Eventually he hears it, the loud voices of people bickering over one topic after another. He followed the sounds until he found himself in an odd looking room; it’s atmosphere was heavy with steam so thick it made it difficult to breath and see. A few single light bulbs dangled in a row from a ceiling he couldn’t see, the light falling to the floor to make perfect circles that went on for what seemed like miles. The room was colorful and bountiful with plants and flowers, but upon closer inspection Kao discovered that they were made of plastic and cheap metals that made disturbing, mechanical noises whenever a breeze passed by.

Kao shivered. It was cold.

He walked down the room that was more like a hallway now that he really thought about it. It felt like hours and hours until finally a bright light was seen at the end. Kao picked up the pace and started running, panting hard as the steam addled his breathing.

He found himself in an odd looking office. It’s furniture was stuck onto the ceiling along with it’s occupants.

Kao rested his hands on his knees as he caught his breath. He looked up at the man in a weird top hat that looked much to big for his head. “How…. are you” he panted “up there on the ceiling?”

The man in the hat looked at Kao as if he were crazy. “But the real question is why aren’t you up here?”

Kao frowned slightly. “Gravity doesn’t work like that–”

“Gravity’s just a concept,” said the hatter’s companion. She was a beautiful woman with cute black bunny ears that didn’t really match her serious face. “Or is it a concept? Perhaps you perceive it differently from how we do.”

As soon as the words left her mouth Kao felt the world shift around him as blood came suddenly rushing to his head. He wobbled as he felt the tips of his toes leave the floor (ceiling?) until he fell in a very ungraceful heap on the coffee table.

“Ah, there goes the coffee,” the hatter said.

“There’s always more,” the hare replied.

“Splendid, splendid. Please, boy, have some coffee,” the hatter offered, not bothering in helping Kao stand up but instead he poured blue liquid into a coffee mug. “Come now, enough dilly dallying.”

Kao sat up and brushed the dirt off his dress and rearranged the ribbon behind him and on his head. He accepted the blue coffee. “Where am I?”

“On our table,” the hare stated. “Get off, you’re ruining it.”

“It’s already ruined, I broke it,” Kao replied. It had split in two upon impact.

“I have a question,” the hatter asked. “What does this ruined table have in common with Mikajima Saki?”

Kao paused. The name was familiar but he couldn’t remember why. “What?”

The hare raised her hand. “Both the table and Saki have broken legs.”

“Ding, ding, ding! That’s correct!” The hatter applauded. “Would you like sugar cubes for your reward?”

“Yes, thank you.”

The hare raised her mug to accept her prize. The hatter dropped in doll heads instead of his promised sugar cubes.

“Uhm, I… I don’t understand how you take your coffee,” Kao said nervously.

“You just sip and drink, silly boy! Are you stupid? Must we teach you to drink?”

“He didn’t even understand gravity,” the hare said mockingly.

Kao put his blue coffee down. “I think… I should be going.”

“But how? Where’s the exit?” the hatter asked.

“Up there–” Kao pointed up and lifted his gaze only to see the way he’d gotten in disappear in a cloud of steam. Well, even if it was still there he’d have no way of reaching that height. “Uhhhh… Is there another exit?”

“Down there,” the hare answered. It was a ventilation shaft much too small for a human to fit.

“It’s too small.”

“It’s the only way out,” said the hatter. “Would you like assistance?”

Kao hesitated. “Y…yes?”

The hatter hummed and hummed and sighed. “You wouldn’t like it at the other end.”

“Why not?” Kao asked.

“There’s a caterpillar who lives there you see,” the hatter explained. “Excessive smoking, it’s disgusting. Honestly, he should just go die.”

“He’s not fond of him,” the hare snickered.

The hatter held his nose up high in distaste. “If you’d really like to leave,” the hatter addressed Kao and ignored the hare, “then you have to eat the sushi.”

“What sushi?”

The hatter picked up Kao’s mug of blue coffee and spilled it’s contents onto his hand. When the mug was emptied, there was a single slice of sushi sitting in his hand. “This one.”

“It looks gross.”

“I’ve been told it isn’t made with human flesh.”

“That sounds suspicious,” Kao said. He eyed the sushi warily. “It looks suspicious.”

“It will make you small,” the hatter said. Then he pointed to a mug filled with yellow. “And the sushi in there will make you big.”

“And that one?” Kao asked, pointing to the red coffee.

“Oh no, no, you don’t want that,” the hatter said, and then pushed the sushi into Kao’s hand. “Take it, eat it. A little nibble should be enough.”

“I’m not so sure–”

“Take the risk, or risk being trapped in here forever.”

“Believe me,” the hare piped up. “You do not want to be trapped in here forever with scum like him,” she advised the young lost boy while sending a distasteful look towards her companion.

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Izaya and Namie watched as a feverish Kao muttered softly from under several layers of blankets.

“He should be fine,” Namie stated. “He’s really careless considering he works under you.”

Izaya nodded in agreement. “Honestly, he should know better than to accept a drink from a stranger.”