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[CLOSED] we pray for the light to reign
WHO: Akira Turner (Light Yagami), Akira Kurusu, Goro Akechi, Yusuke Kitagawa, Elliot Craig, James Barnes, Tatsuo, Eren Jaeger, Derek Matthews
WHERE: Light Yagami's Murder Palace
WHEN: December 10th through December 25th
WHAT: Akira Turner AKA Light Yagami's ego has amassed in the creation of a Palace.
WARNINGS: Violence, talks of crime, death, punishment, murder
[ Upon entering the Palace, characters will find themselves...in Recolle. That's right--the Palace is the entire city of Recolle, his true domain. But what was once a city is now a desolate landscape. There seems to be nothing for miles and miles around, but if one looks to the east, something glimmers in the distance. Characters should go towards that light.
The trip may be long, but it won't be uneventful. There are a strange plethora of humanoid monsters that characters will encounter. Luckily, most seem uninterested in engaging with characters, however if they are taunted or goaded into action, they have abilities that drain the life from attackers.
Finally, the source of the light begins to become into view. It’s a temple, a large gothic cathedral, consisting of stories upon stories. The architecture inside matches the same theme, dimly lit hallways made of stone. It’s a maze with large open spaces as well as winding corridors. At first it seems generic, but the higher in the structure characters go, there begin to be clear indications of just what this temple worships. Yes, even in a hall of worship there is a big fuck off statue of Akira Turner in the center.
More of those gangly creatures may make an appearance in the temple, but characters really need to look out for the worshipers, who will destroy non-believers on the spot.
There is one creature in particular who is depicted in a lot of the art and will even make a physical appearance now and then. It tends to hang in the shadows, but if you entertain it, it may entertain a question or two. Just don’t bank on it. ]
WHERE: Light Yagami's Murder Palace
WHEN: December 10th through December 25th
WHAT: Akira Turner AKA Light Yagami's ego has amassed in the creation of a Palace.
WARNINGS: Violence, talks of crime, death, punishment, murder
[ Upon entering the Palace, characters will find themselves...in Recolle. That's right--the Palace is the entire city of Recolle, his true domain. But what was once a city is now a desolate landscape. There seems to be nothing for miles and miles around, but if one looks to the east, something glimmers in the distance. Characters should go towards that light.
The trip may be long, but it won't be uneventful. There are a strange plethora of humanoid monsters that characters will encounter. Luckily, most seem uninterested in engaging with characters, however if they are taunted or goaded into action, they have abilities that drain the life from attackers.
Finally, the source of the light begins to become into view. It’s a temple, a large gothic cathedral, consisting of stories upon stories. The architecture inside matches the same theme, dimly lit hallways made of stone. It’s a maze with large open spaces as well as winding corridors. At first it seems generic, but the higher in the structure characters go, there begin to be clear indications of just what this temple worships. Yes, even in a hall of worship there is a big fuck off statue of Akira Turner in the center.
More of those gangly creatures may make an appearance in the temple, but characters really need to look out for the worshipers, who will destroy non-believers on the spot.
There is one creature in particular who is depicted in a lot of the art and will even make a physical appearance now and then. It tends to hang in the shadows, but if you entertain it, it may entertain a question or two. Just don’t bank on it. ]
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they were here. and they needed this palace falling to the ground. as they walk along, eren’s metaverse leathers and metals clink softly with each step, his voice not quite muffled behind the mouth mask that covers it (a human skull’s jaws with much sharper teeth). he takes a good look between both posters. pictures. names.
they have something to follow here, and eren did not come unprepared. ]
This one. [ brad semar. ] He was on the list of heart attack deaths when this started happening. [ not only that, but— ] And I don’t remember seeing the other one.
[ it’s a woman named shirley coskner. ]
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So you're suggesting we follow the posters of the criminals we know died?
[He shrugs. Well, that works. He has no better ideas. He reaches up to adjust the mask on his face. He was still adjusting to the change of clothes when the entered this place. He was a bit thrown off when he recognized the clothing. It was Draco's. Why he was wearing is other self's clothing, he didn't know. And the mask? Well, he knew they were in someone else's mind in a sense, hiding the fact that he was actually here might be beneficial.]
I mean, we could try it. Nothing to loose.
[Shifting his wand so his hand is again gripping the end, he starts walking down the path Eren indicated. But he suddenly stops. Wait... this is a maze...
He flicks his wand and says a spell.]
Orchidius!
[A bouquet of daisies comes out of his wand. He plucks one of the flowers and tosses it on the ground. He quickly speaks just in case Eren gets the wrong idea. What wrong idea? He doesn't know. But he still feels stupid using this spell.]
Just in case we get lost... we have a way of back tracking.
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and magic never doesn’t surprise. he doesn’t have any wrong ideas, but does come up blank until derek plucks them. ]
Good idea. [ they were still susceptible to mistakes, after all. ] So you’re a wizard?
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[Derek nods.]
Yeah. Though only recently have I been getting any useful spells.
[Derek looks at Eren's metaverse leathers.]
And what are you suppose to be exactly?
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It might take him a moment or so to respond; he’s keeping an eye out around them, and making sure they’re all walking as a group. It could be easy to lose each other if they don’t watch themselves. ]
My sense of justice, I guess. [ savage, but old enough to hold hundreds of views in one. he just knows it’s an old-ish set of clothing, but— he feels comfortable in them. ] I’ve always liked this sort of thing.
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[ Akira is in his usual Palace drab and shifting into the Third Eye should help him discern the posters are leading them to a certain direction. They continue forward, though at crosses Akira is ever so curious as to what's on the other side.
With Derek's magic and their knowledge on the cases, it's smooth sailing from here until they hit a room that has an animated figure in it. Akira gives a hand signal to stop here and peek behind the corner.
For those familiar, it's Erick Hartgrove in his office and scattered across his desk is a suitcase. Akira is guessing money...
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Is that... I've heard of him...
[What person whose work connected to the police hadn't heard of Erick Hartgrove, a crime boss... who had also recently killed himself. Or did he?
But now what do they do?]
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then again, eren considers himself a free pass for any hurt that has to come. he’s sure he’d survive almost anything (that wasn’t made to kill titans). his two other teammates, he wasn’t so sure. better be safe than sorry.
there’s money, there’s . . . a note? but eren doesn’t see him anywhere. ]
There has to be something here.
[ or else this would just be a dead end. akira? ]
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Then all of a sudden, he sits upright, snapping back together like the pieces of a puzzle. His are wide and without pupils or irises, completely white and almost glass-like.
He turns to the person closest to him. ]
Kids? In my office? Get the hell out.
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He dares to break into the room to collect their team member. ]
No, we won't until we get the answers we're looking for.
[ He lugs Eren closer to the group, but not out of the room. His eyes dart over to Derek, hoping that the guy will keep his wand out because they're going to interrogate this Shadow right now. ]
Where's Akira Turner? If you tell us, we'll spare you.
[ It's time to use intimidate. That's the only language mob bosses speak. Derek, you're up. You have experience. ]
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If you don't answer, I will have no choice but to force it out of you, and I have so many many unpleasant spells I have yet to try out.
[Derek bends over so he his eye to eye with Erik.]
So talk.
[That should work right? No spells yet, not snakes, boils, teeth growing at unusually fast rates. Still fairly calm.]
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"Akira" Turner? Never heard of them.
[ But then he gives pause and frowns. ]
"Turner", though...that's a name I know. We had a guy with the name Turner. But if you're looking for him, you'd be better off asking a mortician.
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he doesn’t really know if y’all are ready for this, but— he pulls up his blade, a smaller one he carries for self injury (in which he does slice the inside of his own palm first, slipping it out of view because he’s going to be safe rather than sorry) and digs it down into a merciless ram into erik’s fingers, up until the knuckle and until it pins into the desk. ]
A dead man knows just as much.
[ this is how torture ]
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Jesus Christ. They have to go with this, even if he wanted to avoid provoking as many possible Shadows as they can.
Still. He has to support Eren's choice. ]
We're not here to waste time with the ghost of a dead man. Tell us what we need to know.
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Locomotor Mortis!
[Eric's legs should slam tight together if the spell worked right. Derek leans over and places a hand on the back of Eric's chair.]
Just so you know, I have no control over my friend, Stabby, over there. He has a liking for sharp objects.
[Derek doesn't actually know this about Eren, but when torturing, you lie. Lie your butt off to create more fear.]
And with what I've done to your legs...
[Derek glances down at Eric's legs and back at him.]
You have no way to run. So just answer my questions and... maybe you won't die. So, this Turner person you know, what's his first name, and what does he look like?
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All of them. They're all rude.
Because now he's stuck to a chair and has a knife through his hand. Erick grits his teeth, but doesn't scream. He's already suffered the ultimate humiliation. What's a little more? He looks up at Derek with those blank eyes, narrowing. ]
Thanks, I figured that one out on my own.
[ An ominous black smoke starts to sweep from the wound, slowly overtaking his hand. ]
Does it matter? He's gone. A loose end that had to be cut. It's all just business, you know? I wasn't there for it--I paid people do deal with janitorial work for me. But I hear all he asked was that his boys never have to find out what happened.
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He has no idea if it's the Shadow speaking nonsense, if this is the other Akira's thoughts on the mob boss. He pulls out his dagger, ready for battle. ]
Careful.
[ He'll also gesture to them that they should BACK AWAY from the angry Shadow. ]
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he clicks both his gear handles to blades, and slides them out. ]
What else?
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Yeah, what else? And what do you mean by loose end? And what did this Turner guy not want his boys to find out?
[What ever "his boys meant." Why do guys like these need to be cryptic all the time?]
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He twitches. ]
You really didn't do your homework before parading into my office, did you? Turner was getting sloppy. Loose ends are CUT when they become a problem. And in my business, I can't afford any loose ends.
[ He twitches again, small cracks starting to appear all along his skin, the silhouette of veins beneath his flesh just as black as the smoke ]
I only make it a point to know the personal lives of my workers if it's relevant. Turner was never high up on the food chain. His lack of aspiration and dedication was a red flag that he wasn't going to last forever. It's a dirty business, and if you're not willing to play dirty, you're not going to make it. He didn't want his kids to end up in the same line of work, as far as I can tell. But if they knew? Who cares. He's certainly not talking anymore.
[ He coughs, expelling a soot-like substance onto the desk. This form won't hold. ]
Now, since we're being chatty, I have a question of my own...
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So he used the notebook to get his family out of this situation.
[ That Akira no longer exists, but he can't help but sympathize with him who was stuck in such a situation... Then Goro who had to also deal with that as well. Shaking his head, there's no point in throwy any pity to personalities that no longer exist.
The other Akira still killed after those two months. ]
What is it?
[ Might as well answer the dead man's last question. ]
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silent, because there’s nothing to add or object to in the sense that this all sounds familiar. that’s only human. some loose ends need to be cut indeed, because some people really can’t afford loose ends. eren jaeger understands this. if he would do the same . . .
it all depended.
you need to be a demon to get certain things done. was akira turner right? was he wrong? he probably thought he was right, a lot of people thought he was right. eren, for one, didn’t consider the act of killing criminals wrong. it didn’t bother him. it wasn’t important enough to him because in the end, humans always weigh their priorities. eren just does it more openly, but flares when people are hypocrites enough to preach of justice, for all. give him a fucking break.
muggers were not just with his father. and when they were caught, he saw the type of people they were. they were piles of shit. vermin. the only way to redeem themselves was to drop dead and start over, that’s what eren thought.
he was here not because it was the right thing to do. he certainly agreed: akira turner needed to be stopped. akira turner could kill more, but that was not eren’s priority. turner would wipe those in the way of his ultimate goal, and eren . . .
eren was only doing the same thing. he was not here because this was justice, he was here for the gain this would give his heart in the long run. he’d rather see turner, one he barely knows, dead instead of the akira by him, or james again, or anyone else under his span of care. something in eren slips into slumber and another awakens; he’s collected, he’s only waiting, albeit impatient to twist whatever was left inside erik to lead them to their prize. he’s going to kill this shadow the minute he has a chance to. ]
Get it over with.
[ turner has gotten too close to what eren holds dear, and that’s why he must die. ]
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Derek presses the tip of his wand into Erik's neck. Completely ignoring the fact that there is so much black smoke around him.
He raises an eyebrow expectantly. Just what was this slime ball gonna ask?]
SORRY GUYS my notifs were messed for this thread. they should be fixed now
Do you think that after this interrogation I'm gonna just let you walk out of here...!?!
[ He doesn't leak--he bursts, flesh and black ooze spreading all over everything--and everyone--in the immediate splatter zone. Where the visage of Erick once sat is instead a gangling creature, part bone--a twisted version of the familiar shadow of Anubis. His scales are heavily weighted with miniature doll-like people, all clamoring to get off on the light side and piles of cash on the heavy side.
He stretches nearly to the ceiling and reaches out with a large clawed hand to swipe at the party. ]
as long as you still love us freya
... Derek. Well. Gotta have faith in him, too. He starts his assault by firing first, then beckoning Satanael out of the burst of blue flames that appear behind him. The Persona charges its attack first with Hell Raiser. Not much Akira can do now. ]
Be careful. These types of Shadows have skills that can instantly take you out if you're caught.
[ COMFORTING. At least if this is like Anubis... He should have mudo skills? ]
we love u
bless u eren