[VIDEO] ☠ Death is always adorable.

[nightprince]

[ The feed turns on, and a teenage boy with a long yellow scarf, suspenders, and black hair shows up. He seems pensive, and appears to be holding a plush of a certain Frost in his arms. ]

First things first. Ladies, it's your lucky day: Ryoji Mochizuki has arrived, and he has a totally free schedule. Nice to meet you. I'll be happy if you can all show me the ropes~

[ A wink and a grin; now a bit more serious, but still smiling, he presses onward. ]

Secondly! I'm curious about Vatheon. Like... how long I'll be here, and stuff... I know, I've heard there's no way out, but maybe that's being too pessimistic? It can't hurt to ask, right? And do you guys think you can tell me more about it... the ones who have been here longer, I mean. I've heard some stuff, and it's... definitely not an amusement park like I thought, haha! But I'd like to get to know everyone here, that aside. So, let's chat!

Or we can meet up in person! I'm in the Middle District, outside one of the cafés! Don't be a stranger.

[ A smile, and the feed cuts. He's not showing it, but he is actually extremely concerned. ]

(( For the curious, feel free to reply with ACTION to this and troll him and wonder why his mere presence invokes terror and feels like DEAAAATH let him chat you girls up talk to him~ ))

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[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[Smiiiiiile. If he notices, he says nothing about his Hatter.]

Oh?

Age is a rather curious topic to begin on~ After all, you are hardly a beginning. So do tell--what might 'your age' entail?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ What. What is he... no, he's just being silly. He couldn't mean... nah. Don't worry about it. Ryoji smiles. ]

My age? I'm seventeen, of course!

[ White hair, red eye... ] ... What are you, like, fifty or something, with white hair? Isn't that ancient?

[ Totally innocent question. ]

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[He simply chuckles, waving a floppy sleeve.]

Ah, it is merely my natural hair color! Nothing so spec-tac-u-lar as that! Though my, the implications that a number may possess something such as hair is an odd one but nevertheless!

I would have thought you to possess a better sense of age and time, being as you are.

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ ... ]

Numbers can't have hair! That'd be silly--

[ Why does he feel so uneasy...? Maybe it's better if he asked straight up? This... a Persona user, maybe? But Personas felt like Shadows. A non-human... like him. He's so confused. Maybe he should wait. ]

W-what do you mean...?

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[...Hmmm.

He makes a lollipop appear, setting to unwrap it.]

Why, simply that I would expect you to have a better sense of time if you seem to have the time to dawdle all day long~

[...Not quite. But he sticks the candy into his mouth and smirks. It's coming, Ryoji.]

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ ... Hitting such a sore spot, you don't even know. His smile totally drops. ]

... My sense of time is fine...

[ Don't remind him of how much longer until he KNOWS Minato has to make his choice. Days from now. Soon. ]

[1/2]

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

...hm?

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[sophistly.livejournal.com]

Now there is no need to be so dark and gloomy on such a lovely underwater day, sir!

And over something so froz--pardon, fluid, that is--as time~

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ W-what. He huffs, defensive. ]

... Did you want something, weird old dude? You're not a chick, and you're definitely not answering anything about this place or if there's a way out.

[1/2] THIS IS THE SAME ACCOUNT SHHH

[charientisms.livejournal.com]

[A calculating glance.

And then...

Loud, in the sudden silence, the breaking of a lollipop in his teeth--

CRUNCH.]

[2/2]

[charientisms.livejournal.com]

Actually, there is indeed something I did wish to know, now that you so kindly ask!

[A sharp, sharp smirk.]

Do tell--whyever would an embodiment of something so very timeless as yourself be in a place such as this?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

... Now you're just being silly...

[ Totally going to just take a sip of his soda now, and play oblivious. ]

Anyway, whatever you're talking about, I don't know really know. I was kind of hoping one of you guys would know why we're all here.

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

Oh?

Such certainty befits you, I must say. However, where shall we all be if death so consistently lies?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

[ AKAJSKDJGH crap. Ryoji's eyes widen. ]

You... you're... different, aren't you? You're not a Persona user... and you're not a Shadow. No, you're human...

[ Sigh. ] Is that really necessary? You can't just accept what I say and leave it alone?

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles, blatantly ignoring all of the first part.]

I most certainly can--and, I daresay, I have! Why, such confirmation of the truth is always pleasant. I must say...if you wish to try to hide your identity, it might be beneficial to, at times, hide.

...Or perhaps you are simply incapable?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

... I have no reason to hide what I am intentionally.

[ Just a small, pained smile. He'd never hurt anyone or hide anything on purpose, after all, unless he had a reason.

He just would rather avoid this subject at all possible cost. ]

A normal human shouldn't be able to even tell.

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[...A smirk.]

And yet you do. You have no reason to have such intentions, and yet! You possess the intent nonetheless~

Curious, is it not? I wonder...An intent to hide one's purpose is very near to shame.

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

... S-so what...? Not everyone chooses the things they do. Or is fully aware of them.

[ Oh god, he feels so bad again. This was all his fault. ]

You should know better then to be around me, if you know... why don't you go somewhere safer?

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

Oh? You would suggest I flee death, sir?

What a senseless suggestion.

Many are not fully aware of what they do indeed. And you? Are you aware?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

... You don't understand a thing, do you? I think...

[ He just... smiles sadly. ]

You're just reckless about it because you think you're so close that it doesn't matter. I think the question is if you're forgetting to live or not... and I don't think you are. And... that makes me sad. You should live for all it's worth.

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

My! How curious~

[He laughs, utterly amused.]

A soft-hearted death? Sir Death, I imagine that must make things quite dif-fi-cult.

Though it is all suddenly so very clear! How difficult must it be to realize that what else awaits your dearest of friends but death--

And if you did not exist, why...that likely would not be so, now would it?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

... I have a name, you know...

[ He sighs. ]

Everyone dies. That's life. If it was just that... I wouldn't be bothered. Life... cannot flow without death. Just like without darkness, there can't be light. It's a fact that cannot be changed. ... Nothing can.

Not for you, either. So... why don't you want to live every day to the fullest? You should have fun while you still can. You're not in a good position, you know...? Especially not next to me. Right now is fine, but...

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[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[The mocking undertone seems to have disappeared, and yet...the hint of seriousness to his words seems to make them all the worse.

His expression is not unamused. Nor is is annoyed. It is, in the purest sense, stoic.

Blank.

Serious.]

You are an anomaly. So certain of the necessity, and yet so thoroughly ashamed of such a thing. What have you done that you feel the need to hide that which you yourself have described as necessary?

To place the blame upon necessity does not relieve yourself of your own actions, even if said action is merely being.

And thus I shall ask--

[2/2]

[sophistly.livejournal.com]

[And then a razor-sharp smirk, appearing instantly.]

Are you ashamed, Sir Death?

[derparcana.livejournal.com]

... Maybe I am an anomaly. I... I'm not even sure I exist.

[ An even breath. In, then out. He is breathing. ]

And maybe I am ashamed. But... you could never possibly understand. There's nothing I can change. ... I will kill them.

[ ... The tears, why--he's... he's not upset, is he? His tone is even, and his voice... a little shaky, but steady for the most part. Yet they come anyway; he can't stop it. ]

The inevitable... don't you people understand how precious life truly is...? Why won't you cherish it...? It... it makes her so sad...