I NEED SOMEONE TO REMEMBER MY NAME | Febuary Catch-All

[the_obedient_servant]

Who: Chara + Others
What: Catch-all for closed threads through Febuary
When: The month of Febuary.
Where: All over the place.

Content Warnings: Suicidal ideation, co-dependency, existential despair, children up to NO GOOD, TBA.

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cw: suicidal ideation

[foulhussy]

[ So many times, she'd just wanted to lay down and die. Even if she's been at a high point in the last few days, she's not free of that seductive urge. ]

Is anybody? But sure.

[ Even if death isn't permanent for sleepers, that doesn't mean corruption can't encroach further and further. At a certain point, it could claim everybody. Nobody left in this rotten world but Beasts. They can't afford to lose, but nobody is ever completely ready for a fight like this. ]

Nothing to do but make that bitch into sashimi.

[the_obedient_servant]

[They snort, smiling just a little.]

What an inspiring sentiment.

I think we're about as ready as we conceivably could be for an enemy we know next to nothing about. [They swing the swing the sword into the head of the dummy, causing enough force for the head to hang limply, not completely severed, but definitely damaged.]

[foulhussy]

[ Kainé gives a bitter little laugh, an acknowledgement of their cynicism. ]

Seems that way. [ And she watches them lay into the poor dummy, giving an impressive whistle. That one's not getting an electroswing boss theme any time soon. ] Bit better. Pick out the weak points, look for your opening. Dunno if that thing has weak points, though.

[the_obedient_servant]

If it does, it'll only be something revealed when it comes to life and seeks to take revenge for a cousin I killed. Last time I fought a sentient dummy, they were invulnerable to physical attacks but not magic. And specifically, not their own magic.

[They cut the dummy's head clean off with the shortsword. No electroswing boss theme, indeed.

* [CHECK]

* DUMMY. Without a brain attached, the dummy got even dummer.]

[foulhussy]

Uh... okay. I dunno if that'll work against it.

[ She has no idea what they're talking about, but strategy has also never been her forté. ]

Nice swing.

[the_obedient_servant]

Thank you. [They examine the sword with newfound appreciation, then glance back at Kaine.]

I'm Chara. You are?

[foulhussy]

[ She meets their gaze with cool, gold eyes. ]

Kainé.

[the_obedient_servant]

Kainé, hm. [Sayo mentioned her off hand once or twice, Chara believes. So this would be her.] A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[Gold eyes. They wonder if that means anything. Chara's own stare reflects the dull brown tint to their eyes, evaluating. And empty. They lower the sword, stabbing it into the sand of the beach, and offer their hand for a handshake.]

Let's hope we both survive.

[foulhussy]

[ That tone is telling Kainé that Chara already knows who she is, and she doesn't exactly care for the smugness, but she bites her tongue. Any kid that smug is probably seriously fucked up in ways that she can relate to. She gives their hand a brief shake. ]

Killin' big assholes like this is my bread and butter. [ The confidence is obviously false, but she's pretty calm, all considered. ] I'll be fine.

[the_obedient_servant]

You've fought lovecraftian extradimensional monsters?

[Big if true, tbh.]

[foulhussy]

Say words that make sense. No, they're... I don't know. More like ghosts.

[ Actually getting into what Shades are delves into some very traumatic things for Kainé, but that works as a shorthand. ]

Some of 'em got real big.

[the_obedient_servant]

[If you don't understand their big adult mature erudite educated words then that's a you problem, lady.]

I've fought ghosts. They were impossible to kill unless they'd taken on a host body.

[They look at the dummy.] Like a dummy.

[foulhussy]

These're different. They're solid. They bleed.

[ Oh how they bled. ]

[the_obedient_servant]

Sounds messy. I wonder if the leviathan will bleed.

[foulhussy]

Probably. Won't be good for anybody.

[ Knowing what blood does in this world. ]