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Who: Everyone ever.
When: ooc: 10/30 to 11/04 ; ic: 09/26 to 09/28
Where: Cerealia - all five districts.
What: Clowns, Murder, Outrage and One Direction. Happy Halloween :D
Rating/Warning: PG-13 to R. [ image within includes brief flash of scary clowns, scroll down quickly if you don't want to see it! ]
When: ooc: 10/30 to 11/04 ; ic: 09/26 to 09/28
Where: Cerealia - all five districts.
What: Clowns, Murder, Outrage and One Direction. Happy Halloween :D
Rating/Warning: PG-13 to R. [ image within includes brief flash of scary clowns, scroll down quickly if you don't want to see it! ]
//event004.EXE
![]() It's morning when the lights go out completely. Not a single one remains on except the glow of the device and whatever flashlights anyone bothered to stock up on. However, a single hologram in the Shopping District broadcasts along a billboard for a Very Important Announcement. After that, you hear a song so tender and beautiful that it must have been composed by angels at the dawn of time. "Baby, you light up my world like nobody else. The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed… " When you go outside to investigate, a friendly clown will be inside a stolen(?) ice cream truck, looking to get all your attention before he talks through the speaker on the truck.
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//SCENARIOS.EXE
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Welcome to CEREALIA's fourth official event. For your convenience, we have compiled an OOC post explaining the event in greater detail. Feel free to ask questions there if you have anymore lingering concerns or inquiries. |
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He's at least kind enough to not say it, but he can't help but think it. He had been planning on killing her anyways, so the order was just different than what he expected. Hearing what he had about Kaoru's fondness for his sibling, he knows that he'll be in for a much bigger fight, and though that wound on his stomach protests, Soujirou doesn't give any time to mourn.
The smile is back, completely placid and unreadable, but it's only for a moment before he's gone. Two steps shy, and he moves like lightning to strike Kaoru's back again, wanting to make that wound a fatal one. He's relentless, unfortunately. ]
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He pivots on his heel, parrying the blade enough so that it doesn't hit its target. It slides along his own since a one-handed defense isn't strong enough to block an attack entirely, cutting into his shoulder. In the same move, he drops the necklace to the ground, slamming his foot down over it to crack it into a state of uselessness. With both hands free, he grips the hilt and charges forward, reckless but with eyes keen and sharp and waiting for an opening. There comes a point in most fights where he discards his regard for his own safety, and it's clear he's hit it.]
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The lantern getting smashed gets that smile to shift, hardening, but Soujirou doesn't give up yet. He comes forward as well, pushing sword against sword as Kaoru comes forward, making the metal screech angrily. Soujirou may not have the overall strength that Kaoru does, but he's ready for this, so he braces himself. There's hot blood that comes out more freely when he exerts himself like this, but he ignores it. ]
That's pretty rude of you. It's just killing the weak, isn't it?
[ He turns his blade to parry, which gives a brief opening, but Kaoru might be off balance in that moment too, because now Soujirou is speaking to deliberately anger Kaoru and throw him off. ]
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He wants to say "ah, you should have taken it first, then", to goad back in retort, but he knows that's a slippery slope to throw himself down. Instead of giving into that first impulse, he bites down on his lower lip to keep himself silent and give something concrete to focus on. Kaoru does miss the brief opening; he's set off balance enough for that, even though he's done an abnormally good job at keeping himself under control up to this point.
But his sword lifts again without pause, aiming a second strike straight forward, enough thrust behind it to easily embed it through thick wood if that had been his target instead. He's trying to lower the chances of being blocked by being so direct, even though it also leaves a rather large opening in turn.]
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So he'll just have to finish it.
Even though those wounds are bleeding enough that Soujirou feels lightheaded, he doesn't think to withdraw. It would be a great honor for Soujirou to go even this far if Kaoru knew to appreciate it, but with that odd first step, he's gone again, this time only one step shy of the true shukuchi. Though admittedly, with these wounds, he's not sure if he would be able to use the true one without bleeding out. Somehow this one is faster still, but the amount of steps is fewer, though whether it's because the technique is more refined or simply because Soujirou can't afford wasting the time isn't clear. Rather than attack his back, Soujirou comes in from Kaoru's right side to stab the katana up and into his ribcage. It leaves Soujirou open for retaliation, but the idea of coming in so violently is that it would stab the heart before they'd even have a chance to perceive him being close enough. ]
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His own eyes flicker the same golden color that Chizuru's had shown and his left hand strikes out in a flash, reaching for Soujirou's sword arm with the intent to hold his wrist in a vice grip. His legs already threaten to collapse beneath him so he moves quickly, right hand bringing his own katana up in a graceless but brutal forward strike. If it finds the opening as he's intending, it's on an equally lethal path through Soujirou's chest.]
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The pain is immediate and overwhelming, but as always, Soujirou just smiles as he stares at Kaoru for a moment. This is it, he guesses. His hand wavers, loosening on the grip of his own katana as he takes a wet, shaky breath, but with the last of his strength, he yanks on the cord until it snaps, and he falls to his knees.
He wasn't strong enough to live, but he can't really have any concern over it. His head is fuzzy anyways, but... It was only fair. This was the way of the world, and even Soujirou the Tenken wasn't immortal. At the very least, he's content enough with this lantern in his hand, because he's stronger. If all three of them die, at least he has that. ]
Shish—
[ He starts to murmur out Shishio's name, but he doesn't quite make it through the full thing before he falls onto his side, though his hand is still clutched tightly around that lantern.
So basically, fuck you, Kaoru. ]
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That is, Kaoru would honestly like nothing more than to storm over there and snatch his lantern back because he's a petty shithead through and through. Still, pretty much as soon as Soujirou falls, Kaoru also does. There's nothing left to support his weight and it takes the rest of his slipping concentration just to be able to pull Daitsuren along with him as he crumples to the ground, because he's not going to let Soujirou keep his sword, too.
In some of the last flickering, hazy moments of his consciousness he tries to search out Chizuru's body in the dark, satisfied that no cowardly vulture would be able to sneak along after and take her lantern but overwhelmed by the failure that he still can't process. He can't find her, though; she's not in his direct line of fading sight and he can't move his head enough to search her out.
Silent as he's been through the majority of the fight, his last breath is also without fuss. He's saving up for an explosive screaming tantrum when they all end up waking up in the same spot together...]