[Unfortunately for Scaramouche, Akira is already in the room. He's standing by the bunk beds, facing them. Something is sitting in the middle of the bottom bunk.
Someone coming in jostles him, though, and he immediately flings a corner of the sheet over it and whips around to stand in front of it. SORRY TO SCARA, HE'S CRYING AGAIN.]
God knows whether or not he actually saw what was on Akira's bed. The important thing is, he walks in and sees Akira STILL CRYING. HE'S STILL FUCKING CRYING??
And he really does just immediately turn around and walk out again bye. (It's fine he'll be back for his gnosis he's just feeling a feeling.)]
[Well. He's absolutely been spending as little time as possible in this room throughout their already cursed stay here, but sometimes! You just gotta go back to grab something!! (His phone, which he leaves on his bed like, constantly).
In any case, he doesn't even acknowledge Akira as he comes back in to nab it because of course he doesn't, and he's literally just in here for .5 seconds to get the phone and get back out, but!!!!! HERE COME THE SOUNDS OF HALLOWEEN and as the ripple of shadows passes, he's left staring at their locked door.
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He tries opening it normally One Whole Time before immediately resorting to violence and attempting to kick it down girl help.]
Akira is just chilling at the desk. He does look up when Scaramouche comes in, though he doesn’t say anything. Hooray, he isn’t crying!
The chime of music makes him pause, he he looks around at the ceiling, confused. Music…? SHADOWS? He suddenly looks at the door, then at Scaramouche.
A prank…?
By the time Scaramouche starts kicking, Akira has walked over. Maybe it’s because Scaramouche is scrawning?]
Watch out.
[He gives Scaramouche’s shoulder a bit of push to make room. He grips the door handle and squeezes. The designs outlining his eyes thicken, and his hair does the Ghibli stand, but when he tries to wrench the handle, nothing happens. Weak sauce.
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He turns and throws his arm and elbow against the door several times.]
[The way he still has the mental space and audacity to give Akira a look when he's pushed like "YOU DARE??????", why the fuck is he like this.
In any case, he will let Akira do....... whatever the hell it is he's doing. WHAT IS HE DOING. WHY DOES HE GO GHIBLI. HE'S JUST LIKE ???? watching this, but the door does not budge and continues not budging and he's just staring at it like he's been gravely personally offended.]
I spoke too soon.
[THIS IS WHAT HE GETS, CURSING THEM WITH DOORS AND GATES AND BEING TRAPPED.]
[If Scaramouche goes into the House of Mirrors in this hellscape, he will thankfully be alone with nothing but the wonderful multiple images of himself.
For all of about two minutes. Very suddenly, the wonderful multiple images of someone else appears in all of the mirrors surrounding him. IT'S AKIRA, HIS FAVORITE PERSON!! :D]
Scaramouche keeps getting the wildest shit from him, help me. Akira is currently on the floor in front of the bottom bunk, laid on his side, his knees drawn up. There is a fucking (familiar) head resting between his middle and his thighs; his arms are looped over and under it around his knees.
[WHY DOES HE KEEP SHOWING UP AD AKIRA IS DOING SOME WEIRD SHIT is this what people felt like pcing with wwx wow.
Well, he walks in and shuts the door behind him, at least. Walks over - perches on the bed so he can peer down at Akira where he's just having a moment on the floor with this head and this skrunkly kitten.]
[LISTEN. i dont mind if it's plate akira or regular akira but Scaramouche is stopping by the room on Sunday, for Reasons. Once again he's doing the 3am door alien thing. What the fuck is Akira doing today...]
[Scaramouche opens the door like the 3AM alien not for the first time.
Akira is on the floor again, except this time he's sort of starfished in the center. He's holding the black kitten in a fist above his head, and he freezes in the process of lowering one of the paws down to his gaping, teeth flashing mouth.]
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I don't share meals.
[gives you plate akira bc you missed him and wanted him]
[He NEEDS to GRAB HIS PHONE but he DOESN'T WANT TO RISK RUNNING INTO AKIRA because he DOESN'T WANT TO SEE ANY OF THESE DINGDANG MEMORIES... So he waits! And waits. And just peruses through the new island instead, trying to think of a good time to return. Maybe around lunch? Akira probably eats outside of the room, right? That's a good guess! Yeah, he'll go for that.
Except when he moves to leave the hospital and go to his next location WHO DOES HE BUMP INTO BUT AKIRA. He's cursing in the .2 seconds they have before hole opens up under them and drops them into hell 3: the screenening.]
Why are you here?!
[LIKE AKIRA CAN'T BE OUTSIDE OF HIS ROOM, HELP.
Anyway, he doesn't have a lot of time to be mad about it considering the screen flickers to life and Akira is immediately dragged into a memory.]
[Wow, Scaramouche is truly suffering twice on this day. Hello. Akira doesn't even have time to hardly yelp as they get swallowed up by a (lowe voice) hole, and he's spit out in front of a screen which he horrifyingly knows will show the worst things.
Except they aren't his things yet! Haha...! H...a... ha...
Nevermind, this is just as bad.
The memory leaves him standing in shock. Naturally, it ends with him already quietly crying; the tears have come without warning, but still with unknowing preamble. He starts reaching out to Scaramouche and falters as the screen flickers rapidly.
[IT'S TINY PERSON HELL. Scaramouche is already so short and now he feels so much shorter...
But he's in the gardens taking a peek around for now! Standing below a giantass tomato which he just reaches up to try slapping, except. He is. Too short... After looking around and spotting Akira, he'll wave a lad over.]
[HELP NOT THE FUCKING UNIVERSE VIDEO GET OUT OF HERE.
He really did that to Akira on purpose though, wow. He's seated away from the bars on the floor, but seems less feral than the last time they saw each other, at least! The bar is on the floor but still!]
[HE MANAGED TO ESCAPE AKIRA FOR A WHOLE DAY... i aki write in the past on monday because i'm going to the void tomorrow...
Anyway, he's at least learned by now that they can no longer kill Graham without consequence, but jury's out on whether he's figured that it applies to Everyone yet. He's not particularly interested in testing his limitations for the time being, though, so he's PROBABLY TUCKED AWAY SOMEWHERE relatively away from other people. Maybe sitting on a rooftop flipping through a book or something. Find him and destroy him.]
[HELP ME. We're about to be in gay baby jail for all of our other PCs.
Anyway, Scaramouche must be distracted by such a good book. Because, suddenly, out of the sky, he is covered by a big shadow, and then without any warning immediately after, a giant, nine-foot tall devilish guy is dropping down right on top of him on the roof. He lands like a predator, claws biting into the material of the roof on either side of Scaramouche to block escape, lower body pinning the lower way out.]
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It's a head. It has a black little party hat on.
Someone coming in jostles him, though, and he immediately flings a corner of the sheet over it and whips around to stand in front of it. SORRY TO SCARA, HE'S CRYING AGAIN.]
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God knows whether or not he actually saw what was on Akira's bed. The important thing is, he walks in and sees Akira STILL CRYING. HE'S STILL FUCKING CRYING??
And he really does just immediately turn around and walk out again bye. (It's fine he'll be back for his gnosis he's just feeling a feeling.)]
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w0 thurs... OUR CURFEW
In any case, he doesn't even acknowledge Akira as he comes back in to nab it because of course he doesn't, and he's literally just in here for .5 seconds to get the phone and get back out, but!!!!! HERE COME THE SOUNDS OF HALLOWEEN and as the ripple of shadows passes, he's left staring at their locked door.
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He tries opening it normally One Whole Time before immediately resorting to violence and attempting to kick it down girl help.]
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Akira is just chilling at the desk. He does look up when Scaramouche comes in, though he doesn’t say anything. Hooray, he isn’t crying!
The chime of music makes him pause, he he looks around at the ceiling, confused. Music…? SHADOWS? He suddenly looks at the door, then at Scaramouche.
A prank…?
By the time Scaramouche starts kicking, Akira has walked over. Maybe it’s because Scaramouche is scrawning?]
Watch out.
[He gives Scaramouche’s shoulder a bit of push to make room. He grips the door handle and squeezes. The designs outlining his eyes thicken, and his hair does the Ghibli stand, but when he tries to wrench the handle, nothing happens. Weak sauce.
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He turns and throws his arm and elbow against the door several times.]
What the hell?
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In any case, he will let Akira do....... whatever the hell it is he's doing. WHAT IS HE DOING. WHY DOES HE GO GHIBLI. HE'S JUST LIKE ???? watching this, but the door does not budge and continues not budging and he's just staring at it like he's been gravely personally offended.]
I spoke too soon.
[THIS IS WHAT HE GETS, CURSING THEM WITH DOORS AND GATES AND BEING TRAPPED.]
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For all of about two minutes. Very suddenly, the wonderful multiple images of someone else appears in all of the mirrors surrounding him. IT'S AKIRA, HIS FAVORITE PERSON!! :D]
Hey!
[Where the fck is his voice coming from?!]
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Scaramouche can feel a phantom headache coming on, or like, he would if he could feel them. But he's still pinching the bridge of his nose anyway.]
...Hello. [WHERE IS HE. He walks along one row of mirrors, fingers against the glass, on the hunt.] Having fun?
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The hundred of Akiras shift as he does, moving along like a reverberated ripple.]
It's okay, I guess. They kind of give me a headache. [(scara voice) relatable] It takes a while to get out of.
[He runs into one of the dead end of mirrors. OW.]
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Opening the door and just standing in the doorway peering in... Hewwo........]
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Akira actually jumps when the doors open. He’s crouched in the closet door, facing it, but twists his head around to see who the FCK.
Oh.
He relaxes a little.]
Hey…?
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at some point later in the day Scaramouche is once again standing in the doorway like the 3am alien.]
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Scaramouche keeps getting the wildest shit from him, help me. Akira is currently on the floor in front of the bottom bunk, laid on his side, his knees drawn up. There is a fucking (familiar) head resting between his middle and his thighs; his arms are looped over and under it around his knees.
Curled up under his chin against his neck is a skrunkly black kitten.]
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Well, he walks in and shuts the door behind him, at least. Walks over - perches on the bed so he can peer down at Akira where he's just having a moment on the floor with this head and this skrunkly kitten.]
What's that?
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Akira is on the floor again, except this time he's sort of starfished in the center. He's holding the black kitten in a fist above his head, and he freezes in the process of lowering one of the paws down to his gaping, teeth flashing mouth.]
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[The mouth slowly closes into a wide smirk.]
I don't share meals.
[gives you plate akira bc you missed him and wanted him]
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Except when he moves to leave the hospital and go to his next location WHO DOES HE BUMP INTO BUT AKIRA. He's cursing in the .2 seconds they have before hole opens up under them and drops them into hell 3: the screenening.]
Why are you here?!
[LIKE AKIRA CAN'T BE OUTSIDE OF HIS ROOM, HELP.
Anyway, he doesn't have a lot of time to be mad about it considering the screen flickers to life and Akira is immediately dragged into a memory.]
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Except they aren't his things yet! Haha...! H...a... ha...
Nevermind, this is just as bad.
The memory leaves him standing in shock. Naturally, it ends with him already quietly crying; the tears have come without warning, but still with unknowing preamble. He starts reaching out to Scaramouche and falters as the screen flickers rapidly.
You get all of these, but the first and last one go together, of course.]
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But he's in the gardens taking a peek around for now! Standing below a giantass tomato which he just reaches up to try slapping, except. He is. Too short... After looking around and spotting Akira, he'll wave a lad over.]
Come here.
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He wanders over even though I am scared of plate shenanigans, though he looks a bit skeptical himself. He glances at the tomato.]
Yeah?
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Anyway, he's coming to visit Scaramouche in the jail. Scara must suffer him one final time.]
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He really did that to Akira on purpose though, wow. He's seated away from the bars on the floor, but seems less feral than the last time they saw each other, at least! The bar is on the floor but still!]
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Anyway, he's at least learned by now that they can no longer kill Graham without consequence, but jury's out on whether he's figured that it applies to Everyone yet. He's not particularly interested in testing his limitations for the time being, though, so he's PROBABLY TUCKED AWAY SOMEWHERE relatively away from other people. Maybe sitting on a rooftop flipping through a book or something. Find him and destroy him.]
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Anyway, Scaramouche must be distracted by such a good book. Because, suddenly, out of the sky, he is covered by a big shadow, and then without any warning immediately after, a giant, nine-foot tall devilish guy is dropping down right on top of him on the roof. He lands like a predator, claws biting into the material of the roof on either side of Scaramouche to block escape, lower body pinning the lower way out.]
You! Stop asking to be destroyed for good!
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