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Apologies for the lateness, but there's a shortish post.


*hug* ish fine. Have a neko hugsies!
O...oh...
*Turns to look at the rest of the group*

So, recruit or what?
Welcome back Kingfisher...

I have a grip of redshirt NPC's I could wield. Also, I have a gnarly way of killing off Kessler and the other quitters...assuming you still want to run the thread.


Kessler is void from the roleplays canon, and I do not give you permission to roleplay any involvement with the character.

Edit: All posts of kesslers involvement have been nulled and I ask that you respect my desire to not involve yourself with my property.
-done-
Don't bother. The lack of updates on the rp has left me bored, and i don't wish to keep checking back to see the rp practically dead, so I think i'm going to leave the rp. Sorry.
I haven't had breakfast eyt...god I am getting hungry now when you mentioned kebabs XD


Made my post, currently devouring a kebab, om nom nom.
Jonathan whimpered and began to weep. He could barely budge, only and to crawl on his hands and knees like some form of worthless, pathetic dog. That is when he heard Kazuo's voice... He saw their memories. He saw HIS memories. He saw... HIS pain. His heart froze with fear. Did he think he was worthless too? Did he want to laugh at him as well? To bully and pick on him? These questions did not seem like they were going to be answered as Kazuo's body was engulfed in blue flame, and spoke the words... summoning his persona. That is when Johnathan's innocent side fell into unconsciousness, as the mask of a Sparrow merged over his face, and with a pained grin, he laughed, followed by a wheeze... Possessed by his shadow it seemed.

Possessed Jonathan


"You... saw it... You saw me...?" Possessed johnathan murmered, standing onto his feet. He raised his head, arrogantly while he smiled, but his face hid his sorrow. Despite him grinning smugly, tears steamed from his yellow ominous eyes, and he sniffed, obviously in a lot of emotional pain.

"Are you going to love me...? Do any of you care? Aren't I just a fat, ugly foriegner to you? Do you care that I live? You saw who I am... Kazuo-kun... Are you like them? Mmm~? Do you want to... overpower me aswell? Destroy me? Consume my heart and soul?"

Possessed Johnathan slowly picked up the crossbow and smiled, but continued to weep tears, pointing it for the others who did not possess a mask.

"You're like them... I just know it... YOU JUST WANT TO USE ME AS WELL! i'm just your PUPPET, aren't I? I should crush you... You don't deserve perfection... WHY DO YOU GET EVERYTHING WHILE I GET NOTHING?! Why am I the inferior one!? Why am I a worm?! I deserve better! I deserve HAPPINESS! ... But you just wish to use me too. Or maybe you would just ignore me. Maybe you'd just think i'm an idiot who deserves to be ignored. I'm that worthless aren't I? I don't deserve life, but i'm too much of a coward to kill myself. Such a pathetic slimeball... I deserve to die but I don't have the balls. I'm the very definition of a LEECH!"

Possessed Johnathan laughed and fired his crossbow, intentionally missing his mark as it imbedded into a wall, grinning at him.

"Why bother explaining myself, you already know i'm worthless, you just want to use me as well, like everyone else! You don't understand my sorrow, You don't even care... PEOPLE LIKE YOU DESERVE TO DIE!"

It was then the possessed johnathan squeeled in agony his last few words, firing one of his bolts toward Kazuo, in the hopes of hurting him, engulfed in his own misery.

Jonathan's mind


Johnathan slowly woke up, groggery. He laid on his rear and stared around at himself, only to see the appearance of a gargantuan castle around him made entirely of black onyx. Purple silk drapes coated this black and purple castelian behemoth of a castle, and across every surface were paintings, sculptured, poems, messages, all cluttering the entire hallway, of Johnathan, but his face was scratched out of every single one of them. Paintings of him were coated in black along the face. Sculptures of him had their heads removed. Messages spoke of how move people loved him for his excellence and perfection only his name was crudely etched out of them. Johnathan knew exactly what they all meant.

... "What I want... but don't deserve... A skilless, jobless, talentless fat loser... who wants to be perfect... I'm selfish... I want... But I want... so I can finally give... I .... I just want to be worth something...!"

Johnathan began to cry like a child, gurning as he fell to his knees rubbing his eyes fearfully.

"I... I just wanna give myself to be useful! I... I just want to give! I don't want to be a Leech!" He cried, and his cries echoed sadly through the halls, all by his lonesome.
Alright cool, phew, this is going to be crazy XD Better get to coming up with a post ... I might order a kebab actually, feeling particularly peckish for kebab meat. XD
Oh shit, everything happened, can someone explain what i missed? o.o
Imma be away for like 8ish hours, going to a friends for a bitta manly... Fun.

I mean play games you dirty minded people!
Honestly my chars background was already set in stone. I wasn't trying to one-up anyone XD

Still his reasons for escapism and his opinions on things are heart-stretchingly feel worthy.

like, Akinari level "I wanna crai"
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