[... Did he not even leave the confines of his own bedroom?]
which house? i'll come get you. have you looked outside? it's raining chocolate. people are walking around splattered in it, shells of the people they used to be. the trees are fairyfloss and it looks like someone's corgi turned into a gummi dog. someone on the network said they ate their partner ? the road is a rainbow sour strap. a /rainbow road/
[Upon receiving an address, Ryo pockets his phone to quickly raid the house for supplies. A bedsheet, made of sugary gauze and not cute animal print Haruichi was forced into buying. Red raspberry syrup that poured from the kitchen sink is splashed over his clothes and dribbles down his mouth. The sticky sensation is unpleasant, and it'd be a pain to wash out later -- to be honest, this kind of thing was more Kuramochi's style over his but...
Even though he's brought a candy umbrella to protect against any flying blocks of chocolate, the stuff still manages to get splattered all over him. It's all part of the image though. Maybe he can be some kind of chocolate witch-zombie-mudman terror.]
still there? nothing strange yet?
[Upon reaching the right house, Ryousuke approaches to knock, a heavy pause interspersing each rap at the door. knock. knock. knock.]
[The problem with spinning stories is that someone seriously spooked might not be easily coaxed outside. Hm. Makoto may probably catch the fluttering tail of his makeshift cloak through the peephole as Ryo moves to sneak around the corner of the house. If he won't come out, Ryo will just bring the surprise to him instead.
The house is much more brittle as gingerbread. Sugary glass windows would probably shatter easily with enough force, but he's considerate enough to take care when prying them open, leaving enough space to haul himself up.
There's a thump! as Ryo's feet hit the floor of someone's bedroom. He's in!]
[There was always the danger of breaking into the place and running into one of Makoto's family members. Fortunately, the only thing that greets Ryousuke is a cat perched on the bed, staring back at him with judging eyes. Ryousuke's no cat whisperer, but takes a moment to deliver it a stern look. Keep quiet, kitty.
Satisfied that a cat isn't going to immediately out him, Ryousuke sneaks across the room and darts to the end of the hallway. Like a ninja. A pink haired, raspberry syrup covered harbinger of terror. A trail of sticky red syrup is left across the hall in his wake.
He can hear footfalls moving closer. With his back to the wall, hidden out of sight, he waits.]
[makoto is carrying two bowls with water and cat food pebbles, hoping to take it back to his room to the ever-lazy puddin, and mostly because if makoto is locking himself up in his room--he wants company.]
[all will be well.]
[that is, until he spots some weird traces of something on the floor in the hall. he stops, a mutter of 'what the f...' barely at hearing range, and tries to figure out what this trail is and/or leads to...? not knowing the vulnerable position he has just put himself in.]
[Just as Makoto nears the end of the trail, Ryousuke finally decides to alert him to his presence. He doesn't even have to jump out and yell 'boo!', but just emerges at the end of the hallway, occupying a space that was previously left empty.
It could be a nice scene of someone welcoming him home, right? Except there is fake blood dripping from the corner of his slanted eyes, down his mouth, and smeared on his clothes, and Ryousuke... doesn't actually live here.
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it's my favourite..
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time for a diet!
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should we warn the neighbours?
ah but
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stay calm, for one.
where are you now?
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i'm at home...still in bed
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which house? i'll come get you.
have you looked outside? it's raining chocolate. people are walking around splattered in it, shells of the people they used to be.
the trees are fairyfloss and it looks like someone's corgi turned into a gummi dog.
someone on the network said they ate their partner ?
the road is a rainbow sour strap. a /rainbow road/
[ NIGHTMARE FUEL ]
we should stick together.
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i looked outside and to be honest it looks really tempting but i remembered what you said!
but i haven't seen/heard about the other stuff?!!!lr
please come quickly..
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It's not everyday fairytales get to come true.]
i'll be there soon.
don't blink.
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my cats are with me i'll be okay
[because homie asked of course]
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Even though he's brought a candy umbrella to protect against any flying blocks of chocolate, the stuff still manages to get splattered all over him. It's all part of the image though. Maybe he can be some kind of chocolate witch-zombie-mudman terror.]
still there? nothing strange yet?
[Upon reaching the right house, Ryousuke approaches to knock, a heavy pause interspersing each rap at the door. knock. knock. knock.]
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[he ain't opening that HE ISN'T STUPID]
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And then there's quiet.]
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hello????
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[walks towards the front door]
--hello?
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Maybe it's best to be patient and wait and see what Makoto will make of the unsettling silence.]
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[so he peers through the peephole]
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The house is much more brittle as gingerbread. Sugary glass windows would probably shatter easily with enough force, but he's considerate enough to take care when prying them open, leaving enough space to haul himself up.
There's a thump! as Ryo's feet hit the floor of someone's bedroom. He's in!]
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[a little rattled, he closes the door behind him--and locks it.]
[currently, he's distracted by a cat wanting real food and none of this cookie nonsense]
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Satisfied that a cat isn't going to immediately out him, Ryousuke sneaks across the room and darts to the end of the hallway. Like a ninja. A pink haired, raspberry syrup covered harbinger of terror. A trail of sticky red syrup is left across the hall in his wake.
He can hear footfalls moving closer. With his back to the wall, hidden out of sight, he waits.]
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[all will be well.]
[that is, until he spots some weird traces of something on the floor in the hall. he stops, a mutter of 'what the f...' barely at hearing range, and tries to figure out what this trail is and/or leads to...? not knowing the vulnerable position he has just put himself in.]
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It could be a nice scene of someone welcoming him home, right? Except there is fake blood dripping from the corner of his slanted eyes, down his mouth, and smeared on his clothes, and Ryousuke... doesn't actually live here.
He smiles.]
Hello, Makoto.
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darkness
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