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[open] sitting on the boardwalk counting shudders
WHO: Kamui, Open
WHERE: Around Chroma
WHEN: Punishment week
WHAT: Somebody needs to finally tell Kamui about the laptops, forum, and quests. What better time than when he's inexplicably not looking for fights?
WARNINGS: One homicidal maniac trying to be nice to little girls. Also maybe toilet bogeyman.
Punishment: "Kamui will be struck by the impulse, impossible to ignore, to be a good big brother to any of the younger girls and women in the Town. He will have no idea why he wants to do this."
i. accidentally a little sister (for awash's female population)
[Right here. Right here in the middle of the road, there is now a braided redhead blocking the path. Whether this is their first meeting or Kamui has already been a bag of dicks to your poor character, he's smiling like he's surrounded by puppies and rainbows.]
Hold out your hand.
[His hands? Conspicuously hidden between his back and his cloak. But trust him. It'll totally be worth it.]
ii. too much of an idiot (open to all)
[Kamui hums to himself as he meanders through the three sections of Chroma. There's no purpose to his stride, and he doesn't have any particular destination. What he does seem to be interested in is where he can catch snippets of color in the scenery. His attention zigzags from left to right and back again as he makes a mental list of anything and everything that could be useful. Because if monochromatic food is useless, then clearly everything monochromatic is useless. Kamui's logic is undeniable.
After hours of this, he finally stalls, sighing at nothing. His fingers fidget and squirm toward the handle of his parasol, but he pulls them away just before he makes contact and folds him arms over his chest instead.]
Ah, this is pointless. I'm too much of an idiot for this kind of pragmatic, technical footwork. [i.e. He's getting bored.] I should just go hunt some geese and have a big barbecue. Good food makes even the ugliest places more interesting.
It's not like there's anything else to do on this tired little planet.
WHERE: Around Chroma
WHEN: Punishment week
WHAT: Somebody needs to finally tell Kamui about the laptops, forum, and quests. What better time than when he's inexplicably not looking for fights?
WARNINGS: One homicidal maniac trying to be nice to little girls. Also maybe toilet bogeyman.
Punishment: "Kamui will be struck by the impulse, impossible to ignore, to be a good big brother to any of the younger girls and women in the Town. He will have no idea why he wants to do this."
i. accidentally a little sister (for awash's female population)
[Right here. Right here in the middle of the road, there is now a braided redhead blocking the path. Whether this is their first meeting or Kamui has already been a bag of dicks to your poor character, he's smiling like he's surrounded by puppies and rainbows.]
Hold out your hand.
[His hands? Conspicuously hidden between his back and his cloak. But trust him. It'll totally be worth it.]
ii. too much of an idiot (open to all)
[Kamui hums to himself as he meanders through the three sections of Chroma. There's no purpose to his stride, and he doesn't have any particular destination. What he does seem to be interested in is where he can catch snippets of color in the scenery. His attention zigzags from left to right and back again as he makes a mental list of anything and everything that could be useful. Because if monochromatic food is useless, then clearly everything monochromatic is useless. Kamui's logic is undeniable.
After hours of this, he finally stalls, sighing at nothing. His fingers fidget and squirm toward the handle of his parasol, but he pulls them away just before he makes contact and folds him arms over his chest instead.]
Ah, this is pointless. I'm too much of an idiot for this kind of pragmatic, technical footwork. [i.e. He's getting bored.] I should just go hunt some geese and have a big barbecue. Good food makes even the ugliest places more interesting.
It's not like there's anything else to do on this tired little planet.
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[Rin isn't buying any of it. He rolls his eyes and scoffs hard, utterly convinced that this guy is more full of shit than a public bathroom.]
Villain? Really? What are you, ten? That's the kinda shit you'd say on some lameass anime! I know what I am. [He straightened up then, jabbing a thumb at his chest.] I'm Rin fucking Okumura, and I'm gonna be the best damn exorcist the world has ever seen! I'm gonna help people, and I'm gonna use my powers for good, no matter how long it takes me to learn to control it all! I don't care about bein' strong, I don't even care about bein' a hero or a villian! All I care about is doin' the right thing, and not gettin' into petty fights with a guy who can't even find an ounce of compassion for the situation we're in!
[Though his voice was raised, tail lashing with the mini speech he barked out, he doesn't let the irritation of the moment overrun what common sense he has. The longer this conversation drew out the more likely he would be to forget exactly what he just said and deck the guy square in the face.
Won't help guys who can't help themselves... he really was an awful person. Rin was having none of it, and he turned on his heel to go find some other place to be. Hopefully far away from Kamui.]
I hope you change your mind, buddy. It's gonna really suck when you need help and no one's willin' to give it to you.
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Hah! He didn't listen to a word I said. How stupid do you have to be to start yapping about being a good guy when even the baddest guy of them all knows you can't help anyone if you can't control yourself?
[He lifts his fist from the dirt, staring down at his dirty but otherwise unmarred knuckles.
"I'm gonna help people, and I'm gonna use my powers for good, no matter how long it takes me to learn to control it all!"]
Idiots like that are the most annoying.
[And yet, Kamui's lips contort into a disgusting little smirk.]
Ah, I can't help it. I want to kill him!