Fai Flourite (
comparative_insanity) wrote in
savetheearth2013-05-11 08:24 am
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[Hello, this is Fay, and he's not looking very happy about life right now.]
Okay y'all, I ain't the only one who's a little freaked out by what kind of person they're getting memories from, right? I mean, all of mine don't really fit together at all, but some are more than a little fucked up.
Firstly, I want to taste someone's blood. Like, badly. And no, I ain't got any freaky fetishes for that or anything, because ew.
I've also got a memory of everything around me being torn apart by some black... stuff coming out of me? Snaking stuff, like ribbons of tar or something. Ain't got a clue what that's all about, but I don't like it.
[He takes a deep breath, plunging on.]
Thirdly, I just saw a cockroach in my kitchen - ain't nothing weird about that, in this flat - but instead of just grabbing something and going to squash it? I picked up a freaking tube of mayonnaise and threw it, alright? Cut the little fucker right in two, and the tube's still stuck in the floor.
[No, really. He pans the mirror so that the audience can see a tube of mayonnaise stuck in what is now a crack in the floor. He turns it back on himself, and he's really looking kind of pale.]
And finally, ever since replying to that forum... I can't stop thinking about bringing back the dead. Creepy, right? But I can't stop feeling like it's the most important thing ever, and if that ain't fucked seven ways from Sunday, I don't know what.
So between that creepy web forum talking about invasions and calling us "humans" like some hammy sci-fi flick, and getting all these memories and stuff from someone I'd really not wanna meet, I'm starting to feel like the body-snatchers are taking me, y'know?
Okay y'all, I ain't the only one who's a little freaked out by what kind of person they're getting memories from, right? I mean, all of mine don't really fit together at all, but some are more than a little fucked up.
Firstly, I want to taste someone's blood. Like, badly. And no, I ain't got any freaky fetishes for that or anything, because ew.
I've also got a memory of everything around me being torn apart by some black... stuff coming out of me? Snaking stuff, like ribbons of tar or something. Ain't got a clue what that's all about, but I don't like it.
[He takes a deep breath, plunging on.]
Thirdly, I just saw a cockroach in my kitchen - ain't nothing weird about that, in this flat - but instead of just grabbing something and going to squash it? I picked up a freaking tube of mayonnaise and threw it, alright? Cut the little fucker right in two, and the tube's still stuck in the floor.
[No, really. He pans the mirror so that the audience can see a tube of mayonnaise stuck in what is now a crack in the floor. He turns it back on himself, and he's really looking kind of pale.]
And finally, ever since replying to that forum... I can't stop thinking about bringing back the dead. Creepy, right? But I can't stop feeling like it's the most important thing ever, and if that ain't fucked seven ways from Sunday, I don't know what.
So between that creepy web forum talking about invasions and calling us "humans" like some hammy sci-fi flick, and getting all these memories and stuff from someone I'd really not wanna meet, I'm starting to feel like the body-snatchers are taking me, y'know?

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[Frost powers? Super senses? Summoning a giant ghostly creature? For some reason, those all seem to make more sense. Because what kind of power lets you cut a cockroach in half with a mayonnaise tube?]
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[There is a moment of silence, and when he replies he sounds a bit thoughtful.]
Okay, just tried that shit with a bread knife. In hindsight, I shouldn't've thrown it at my lamp. I kinda need a new lamp now.
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You couldn't figure out that trying that again by throwing something at your lamp was a bad idea before you did it? [Why are adults such morons?]
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Seems like it. I ain't doing the knife thing again, but that might actually be useful.
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[Golf claps.]
...it does make me wonder, though. What the ratios are...useful to useless, normal stuff to creepy.
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vidya; whee AU!verse issues!
[Good job, Fay, now you've got him thinking about it. Not that he thinks it should be done, necessarily--messing with the natural order of things like that could ever end well--but...
Well. Death has been the enemy to Kotetsu for so long, it's hard for the thought not to be tempting.]
vidya; oh nooooooo
vidya; cries cries
Aa.
[It's a hollow, tinny sort of sound, more meaningless than anything, and Fay might catch the a hint of a grimace before the phone camera is "accidentally" occluded by a thumb. Pull it together, Kaburagi. Out of sight of the camera, he shakes his head, wresting his features under control...but doesn't quite move his thumb. It'll look less like he was deliberately hiding something that way. "Dumbass old man" and all.]
Mm, that might be for the best, anyway. People aren't meant to have that kinda power.
[So stop thinking about it, damn it.]
vidya; everything hurts ;-;
I tell myself that, but...
[He shudders, as if trying to rid himself of something clinging to his skin.]
I can't make myself listen. It's like suddenly I just can't- I can't accept that this is how things should be, you know? Because people die and I can't make it fit in my head that it's okay that way. And nothing will be okay unless I learn how to make it right. And I don't understand why.
vidya; and nothing is beautiful /sadcats. also omg most accurate keywords for this game ever
vidya; yes, I thought they were very appropriate ahahaha
vidya; bwahaha
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Could be worse.
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The ninja trick's pretty awesome, though.
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But it is a bit, huh? I mean, I could probably use it on other things than cockroaches if I have to, so there's that.
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...You want to drink people's blood?
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Well, not- not people as such. Just one person's blood, really. And not so much drink as just... at least taste it?
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Whose? I mean... hell, I don't even know what I mean.
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Uhm... yours. Since the moment I met you. I don't know why, I just keep thinking that I should.
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You think that ability's just for killing roaches, or you think you'd at least be able to put it to good use if anything else crazy goes down?
[Because it's not like he thinks he's turning into a giant roach-man or anything. Not like this might make him wonder if he should be concerned. At least he figures his green blood should make him not very appetizing. He's not even touching that part of it yet.]
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[No really, fuck all the nightmares he's been having.]
And I think so. I seem to be able to hit any target I want with more or less anything, as long as it's not completely impossible to throw. And I have a feeling it goes for more than just throwing.
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[Hajime has also been having monster-related nightmares, though his mostly concern being the monster...not that he'd ever admit this.]
Could be useful, then, if you get into trouble.
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And yeah, at least it's something. I think there's probably a difference between knowing how to defend yourself and knowing how to properly fight, at least a little bit.
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