Video; Un: Stranger (Midnight)

[eightfoldfiend]

[Risk of violent content or descriptions of violence in comments.]

[While the audio is being transmitted on purpose, the video feed seems unintended, offering only an impressive view of a ceiling. Yuber's impossibly deep voice rumbles from close by, over the sound of rattling bones.]

Chaos in this world is far too fleeting and easily ignored. It grows tedious.

[Rustling, then Yuber picks up the phone and for a moment the camera shows his face, flickering in and out of focus. His mismatched eyes are bright with bloodlust but he seems otherwise sickly, as if he hasn't eaten or slept in days.

He disappears from view after he places the phone down again.]

What is a creature of war to do with no war?

...Hmph. Actually, nevermind. Who cares what you people have to say? Nobody in this world has an answer.

If none of you insects will entertain me, maybe I should make some fun of my own.

Comments

voice; un: rokumon

[garyoutensei]

Have you tried drinking?

[ She doesn't like the way he said "insects" there, but she can sympathize with his restlessness, too. Her own hand starts to itch in a strange way if she's not fighting, for long. And she doesn't lie to herself about having any useful qualities outside of being a killer. ]

video; un: crimsonflame

[crimsongirl]

Yeah yeah, chaos, death, blah blah blah, we get it, you like to kill people. Take a number, and someone will be there to kick your ass.

[Video] un: fireworks

[usedforcepalm]

What did you do before you became a creature of war?

voice; un: Rider

[amakakeru]

A creature of war should learn to adapt. That's all there is to it.

[ It's not that easy -- he knows this as someone who basically didn't know peace for his entire life. ]

Don't try to create war where there's peace.

text; un: manslayer

[hitokiri]

didnt u ask this before? shit sounds familiar

[ he's been more or less circling a very similar question recently but he's not going to volunteer that. ]

video; un: resolver

[gunmettle]

[ Juzo doesn't say anything right away, taking a quiet moment to observe and to light the cigarette hanging from his mouth, the flames of his match reflecting off the steel of his face. ]

You just come on here to bitch about the same ol' thing every now and again, or what?