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ethics...club...
Who: the ethics club and whoever wants to crash their party
When: whenever in august!
What: just a mingle post for the disasters
Warnings: uhhh...........well there's a bunch of problematic people here probably, so we'll see how this goes. will update.
The "ethics" club isn't really that well furnished so far. So far, there's only a few things -- things that only Josh is able to access, as well as a dart board, a cheap (and faulty) polygraph machine, and a button maker?
Well, the other members will have to make those. But he does have a certain design for it, if someone was interested in ""helping"" him make the pins...
Otherwise, Joshua's probably usually in here, in classroom 2-D, and he won't turn anyone away. He might warn of anyone coming in of their eccentric group, but he doesn't really mind either way.
But there are papers spread around, not that he really wants to do the work of ensuring that his club stays open, but he figures there's no use in just ignoring it. So there's probably going to be some reports to go through on the papers, or something that could be defined as work.
Loosely.
There's a folder on the desk he'd moved next to the door which holds the topic of the month on it for whoever comes into the room:
good and evil: how do you spot the difference? Do those lines truly exist?
He's very interested in what people would say about it.
When: whenever in august!
What: just a mingle post for the disasters
Warnings: uhhh...........well there's a bunch of problematic people here probably, so we'll see how this goes. will update.
The "ethics" club isn't really that well furnished so far. So far, there's only a few things -- things that only Josh is able to access, as well as a dart board, a cheap (and faulty) polygraph machine, and a button maker?
Well, the other members will have to make those. But he does have a certain design for it, if someone was interested in ""helping"" him make the pins...
Otherwise, Joshua's probably usually in here, in classroom 2-D, and he won't turn anyone away. He might warn of anyone coming in of their eccentric group, but he doesn't really mind either way.
But there are papers spread around, not that he really wants to do the work of ensuring that his club stays open, but he figures there's no use in just ignoring it. So there's probably going to be some reports to go through on the papers, or something that could be defined as work.
Loosely.
There's a folder on the desk he'd moved next to the door which holds the topic of the month on it for whoever comes into the room:
good and evil: how do you spot the difference? Do those lines truly exist?
He's very interested in what people would say about it.
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( he knows that dito comes from a simpler time like the stone ages, so he isn't aware of the simple things like... fridges. he's thinking about ignoring his question so that he doesn't have to waste his time educating him, but he is taking this to ethics club, so he'd have to show it off anyway. )
If you do, you already know what's inside.
( so it'd only slow them down, but the way he says it almost feels like he wants to move on, and he does. he wants to take it to ethics!! )
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He scowls, considering kicking the damn fridge over again because this conversation is already annoying and Dito doesn't want to guess shit. His eyes narrow before he abruptly moves forward to push a hand against Komaeda's waist or arm (Komaeda is too tall for Dito to get any traction from the other's shoulder) and shove Komaeda aside if he can, intending to open the freezer himself. ]
I never know shit when it comes to you.
[ If he gets that far, he's going to yank open the door not very gently. ]
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it's like an ant pushing him out the way, but he moves by taking a few steps back since it's the other's decision. he watches as the male's hand reaches for the handle of the freezer, and komaeda's heart skips a beat. he doesn't know if he should allow this to happen especially when someone could come by and take the fridge back, so he opts out on taking a step forward in attempt to close the door.
it's too late as dito yanks, and the door smacks him in the face — luckily there's a domino effect.
lots of ice come rushing out the fridge, smacking dito in the face, and also a frost-bitten severed hand that comes flying out also slapping dito — it's like god used gravity to make this happen, but both the arm (that has a couple of bites missing from it) and ice are laying on the floor now. as for komaeda, he's holding his face that burns from the freezer door hitting him, and he crouches down to the ground as he notices the familiar arm. he reaches out, grabbing it so that the other doesn't step on it. )
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Unfortunately, before he can even react, that's when ice hits him in the face. Of fucking course it does. Dito's hand grips the handle of the door harder as he hisses a curse, moving to rub at his face that's just been smacked with cold, hard ice.
He shakes his head after a second, at least able to regain his bearings just in time to notice something hitting the floor near his feet. His attention immediately turns to that, and he blinks for a second at it in dead silence.
At least, until Komaeda scurries forward to take it.
Dito's brows rise in that instance, eyes widening. He can't help the burst of laughter that escapes him right after, because what the fuck, that's a dead body part and he loves dead body parts and is there a body in this fridge and is it chopped up into parts and is it rotting and whose body is it--
Not that the latter even fucking matters, but since Komaeda is crouching down there by his feet, Dito lifts a foot to attempt stomping on the other's shoulder, now that he's at a level Dito can handle. He kind of doesn't want Komaeda going anywhere with that arm, so it's meant to keep the other in place as he excitedly moves his other hand forward to delve into the freezer. ]
Is there more where that came from?!
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Are you interested?
( is what he says knowingly aware of how the glimmer in dito's eyes spark at the sight of the deceased, and that's more of a reason to keep the arm to himself. not that he cares what happens to it, but more that he doesn't want it going out of his sight — he still needs it for personal reasons. before he thinks of anything, it has nothing to do with an extra arm and tissues. his eyes follow dito's arm, and what's revealed it —
nothing but ice mixed together with a pink substance, and even the square-like pieces are pink as well to show what type of water was frozen to keep the arm on the rocks. it's cold, not enough to burn dito's fingers since his body is immune to the changes, unlike the arm in komaeda's other hand. he holds onto it still despite the other's excitement, and easily, he knows that this will subside once the male doesn't find any extra parts. )
This is the only part I have, and it has to be preserved, or we'll never be able to use... it.
( he's honest as he says it, but as dito searches further into the freezer, he doesn't find anything —- wait, no, he manages to find a severed index finger. )
Oh, that's the second other part I have.
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Dito's eyes become half lidded in disinterest the longer he feels around in the freezer, looking down on Komaeda and barely paying attention to the fact that Komaeda's gripping his leg tight right now. ]
What, are you gonna sew it onto yourself or something?
[ Dito comments in an almost dissatisfied way as his eyes bore into Komaeda's mechanical arm -- at least, until his eyes widen slightly and he blinks in surprise as his fingers graze over something right as he's about to give up on searching the freezer.
He pulls the severed finger out, attention on it as he appraises it between his own fingers. There's a smirk that starts tugging at the corners of his mouth again. ]
Did you kill someone again?
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Why? Do you think I'm here to gift you a body part for your attention?
( he's shifting his arm to force the other to take his shoe off his shoulder, and if that doesn't work, he'll slide back to get away. either dito does the split to keep his foot on komaeda, or he lets up. )
But that's not the case, I'm saving what I found.
( what he "found," more like the body was right there, and he decided to cut it off. dito may not remember, but when he stole izumi's eyes, that body was missing an arm, and a finger on their other hand. mutilation is one of komaeda's new crimes on his list, and he outed himself during a family meeting, hence why he's hated by the one little, short girl. you know the one, about 1'2" in height, and 1'1" in attitude! )
It has been awhile since I helped the hopes of people here, ( his fingers entwine with the deceased arm's own ) do you think everyone needs a little motivation, Dito-kun?
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[ Dito practically spits the words, but he does end up removing his foot from Komaeda's shoulder at least once the other prompts him to. He's not particularly adamant about it, but he also doubts Komaeda is going to go anywhere without his refrigerator.
Dito would remember the arm missing if it were brought up to him, but he doesn't particularly care and considering how often bodies and body parts end up being prevalent around here he isn't going to put two and two together.
Still, he grins, moving to crouch down to his hands and knees on the floor near Komaeda. He's still got the dismembered finger clutched tightly in his hand as he does so, although he seems more interested in the arm that Komaeda's got in hand right now. ]
Whose arm is it?
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the skin red in areas, covered by a bit of frost from being inside the freezer, and komaeda's fingers burn slightly from the exposure. )
No one recent, I took it from Sena-kun, he didn't seem to mind.
( because he was dead, which as he lifts his own finger towards the one in dito's grasp, he explains that as well. )
Along with that one, but it was to get into his PDA.
( which he still has, mind you, but he doesn't think showing it will prove his reasoning to dito, the other can think komaeda stole that while looting the deceased. in the end, he doesn't think he's done anything wrong, so he'll hold the arm out to the other — ONLY LOOK, DON'T TOUCH. ) Now he'll always be here to give us a hand, ( he caresses it slowly, lovingly. ) his hope is still with us...
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[ Dito asks, more to himself just to see if it rings a bell.
... It doesn't. He has the guy's eyeballs, and yet he doesn't even know what his name was. Not that it matters, considering he's just a pile of meat now. And dismembered parts, apparently.
Even though Dito feels his heart thump and his pupils dilate slightly as Komaeda shows him the disgusting, freezer burnt arm, Dito can't help rolling his eyes as soon as Komaeda opens his mouth. ]
Ugh, do you have to make a pun about it... C'mon, man.
[ Okay, but as defensive as Komaeda is about the arm, Dito's still going to reach out himself with the hand that isn't holding the finger in his fist -- because he really, really wants to touch it. ]
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( it's rhetorical. he doesn't expect dito to remember people who are insignificant to him, especially when they aren't body parts. he seems to take a liking to things like that, and so komaeda can see why the other wants the arm so bad. of course he'd notice the pun, but that doesn't mean because they're both jokesters that komaeda wants to share. )
I didn't mean to, a slip of the tongue...
( watching him reach out, komaeda keeps it further away from him as he looks towards the finger in his possession. )
You already have a piece of him, what more do you need?
( AND HIS EYES!!! ) It's hard to cut off body parts without a weapon, so I want to keep my hard work close.