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Warning, this PSL will deal with themes of death and possibly suicide. There will also be spoilers for The World Ends With You, Yu Gi Oh (The World Ends With Yu-gi Oh?) and Promised Neverland.
Also warning for mentions and evidence of child abuse, the eating of human flesh, and self mutilation.
You have been warned.
Also warning for mentions and evidence of child abuse, the eating of human flesh, and self mutilation.
You have been warned.
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Date: 2024-11-12 03:34 am (UTC)Whatever he remembered, however, he'd wake up in the Scramble Crossing. Face down in the crosswalk. People walk past him without seeming to even notice that he's there. There is the normal noise and chatter of the scramble, but almost... muffled somehow. Almost distant. Almost unreal.
But there is one person who looks very real to him, not far off of him. A young girl with a bandaged ear, dodging the attack of some sort of monster. She's about 12, and her clothing is layered and patched and filthy. She's doing a good job of dodging for a kid, but... still. Kid. In danger.
And no one else seems to notice anything at all amiss.
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Date: 2024-11-12 03:44 am (UTC)He always suspected that he'd die young, somehow. He could still feel those haunting last moments. But he was in deep, deep trouble now.
He forces himself upright, slowly. He'd easily attracted crowds in life, but here...he was like a ghost. Invisible. Life moved on without him. He rubs his eyes and stands on weary legs, his gaze passing over a desperate struggle that everyone ignored. What?
A child is in trouble. No one intervenes and no one panics and runs either. Could she see him, could he help her? One way to find out---he hurries forward, aiming at the creature with a solid kick.
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Date: 2024-11-12 03:46 am (UTC)"If you touch them without a partner you die! For real!" She told him as she rolled off of him before scrambling to her feet. Then she looked back at him and held out a hand. "Make a pact with me! Hurry!"
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Date: 2024-11-12 05:38 pm (UTC)Seto collided awkwardly with the ground, processing this information with the pain and dizziness underlying his thoughts. Seriously...?
"How?"
His gaze flickered from the creature back to her as he sat up, his hand hovering hesitantly in the air.
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Date: 2024-11-12 05:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-11-13 04:01 am (UTC)Still as skeptical as ever, he grabbed her hand. Hopefully he wouldn't regret signing this contract, of all contracts...
"What now?"
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Date: 2024-11-13 04:14 am (UTC)"Got it!" she said. She danced back away from him. She held up a badge pin in the palm of one of hand. She pulled her fingers back across it, a bow made of light appeared, an arrow drawing the line from her fingers to the badge and beyond. She let go and the light speared the creature, making it vanish.
Another was hopping up behind her.
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Date: 2024-11-16 03:24 am (UTC)Kaiba bit back a yell of frustration and lunged for her, grabbing her arm and dodging left.
"Am I clear to hit them now or---do I need a weapon like yours---?"
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Date: 2024-11-16 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-11-17 02:41 am (UTC)He'd seen her use something, and surely he had one too---but. It didn't come the most naturally to him.
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Date: 2024-11-17 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-11-21 03:36 am (UTC)Kaiba finds the pin and squints at it. A grinning face, a swirl....like wind? Or a hurricane? It's not clear.
He tries to copy the movement he saw her do, but draw in a swirl pattern to match the pin. A weak crackle of electricity bounces off his hand.
"How'd you get to learn the rules? No one told me."
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Date: 2024-11-21 03:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-11-21 04:29 am (UTC)He tried to flick it with his finger. It moved that way...but he needed more. Bigger. He leapt out of the way of an incoming attack and tried again, finally managing to stun it with a bigger swipe.
Strike again? Yeah. He finally managed to get it down.
"...We didn't have anything like this where I come from," he admitted in an attempt to defend his weak performance. He looked flustered, embarrassed.
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Date: 2024-11-21 04:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-11-30 02:16 am (UTC)"Wait, we're dead and you're still hurt---what got you?"
Just in case it was something he needed to worry about.
CW: self harm
Date: 2024-11-30 03:00 am (UTC)"Should we talk about strategy? Or look for food or something? I've never seen so many people in one place before. I don't know where to start."
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Date: 2024-12-05 01:37 am (UTC)That wasn't good. Seto shook his head and spun around to have a look at the place while he considered their next move.
"I can't believe we still have to eat while dead. What a waste. But we shouldn't let ourselves get weaker, that'll hinder any strategy...so. Eat first, I'll see what I can reach for us."
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Date: 2024-12-05 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-12-09 03:00 am (UTC)Seto sticks close to her side and looks around.
"They usually have big windows so the people inside can see out. Lots of tables and chairs for people to eat...but you'd usually smell them before you see them. Warm, fresh food has a distinct scent."
...unless. Wait. After a moment, he adds.
"We can still use our noses, right?"
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Date: 2024-12-09 03:40 am (UTC)"You could," someone said from above them. A figure in a long black coat with his hood up, hiding his face. "Bu you'll only smell the UG. Not the most useful of scents."
She spun to the voice, pulling her arrow back, but lowered it and it vanished when she saw who it was. Or wasn't.