yogen | a fuckin disaster

Skip to Main Content

Entry tags:

the world ends with you: yoshiya kiryu

a fuckin disaster

Who: Joshua, Komaeda, and Dito
What: going to void...dorms.... & another prompt for dito
Where: the dorms
Warnings: it's Those Three so. it'll probably be special

[it hadn't been that long since Dito and Joshua had moved into...their dorm room. they have pillows to hell and back and everything, it's amazing.

but Joshua's a little bit nosy. or...a lot bit nosy. and he knows his twin is a lot bit nosy too, so he invites him over to their room. just to see what's going to fuckin' happen.]

Who's going to be the sacrifice, I wonder...?

[aka who's gonna spill the blood.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[it's. kind of relieving to see that there's actually a bunch of fuckin beds now, even though he's eyeing one room in particular. he's noticed that people are actually taking roommates and everything, though...

oh boy. now he's got to be picky about it. seems like Komaeda already has his own plans, so he's got to make his own.

until he sees Dito, that is.

he's just. going to kind of materialize behind the other, getting in a little close to his ear as he leans over a bit.]

So, what are you thinking? Have you picked a bright and vibrant roommate yet?

[...........knowing Dito, he's going to assume not.]

[ Not the way Josh was eyeing Komaeda........... What's wrong with him.

Either way, Dito's minding his own business. His eyebrow is also kind of twitching at current events, because it seems like there's so way to feasibly end up rooming alone, and that fucking bugs him. No, he doesn't want to room with anyone else -- or maybe he does. Maybe he can see their bright, colorful guts splattered across their shared floor. Wouldn't that be fun?

He's in the middle of these sort of thoughts when Joshua interrupts him, of all people.

Surprisingly way too close.

Which ends up in Dito spinning around, moving his hand to try and aim a blow at Joshua's face with the heel of his palm in order to shove the other's fae away -- he's not particularly gentle about it, either. ]

-- Christ, back off!

[ Dito is really not about this roommate shit whatsoever, and he scratches at the side of his head in an irritated way as his eyes narrow at Joshua. Bright and vibrant? ]

Hell no. I'd rather room with a corpse.

[ At least he's honest. ]

[Joshua ducks when he notices that Dito's about to punch him in the face or whatever, and he does like a easy spin movement so that he's on the other side of the other now. because he's just Like That.

nothing about his reaction really surprises Joshua in the least bit..]

Of course you would.

[Dito is so fucking crazy]

Well, considering corpses aren't allowed to be roommates here, you'll have to consider something else. Or someone else I suppose -- there are many pleasant people to choose from here.

[ This guy is super fucking annoying with his ability to just somehow swerve and be in a completely different place. He's not even that much bigger than Dito, so how he's able to be a real g and move in silence like lasagna is unbeknownst to Dito. But whatever. He'll just curl his lip at this as soon as he's turned around and caught sight of Joshua's position again. ]

And why would I wanna do that?

[ He asks, crossing his arms while he bores a stare into the other's skull like he could kill him just like this.

Unfortunately he can't, though. ]

I'm gonna end up offing whoever I room with anyway. It'll be better for us both if they piss off in advance.

[maybe he's just always waiting for people to swing at him. trying to keep his gay ass alive probably makes him more guarded than you'd expect. especially when he won't shut up and pisses off people as a general rule.]

So intense...so dangerous! That means we'll be good roommates, then.

[is that what he just decided, now.]

I do like living on the edge.

[ okay, dito's thrown off guard by that response slightly. a lot of you are fucking weird, in his experience -- not that he has room to talk, but he sure as fuck does. the toxicity of it all...

he squints at joshua slightly with a frown, taking a second here to make sure he heard that right.

what. ]

... What?

[ lot to unpack rn. ]

And what would ever give you that idea?

[ please don't be a masochist please don't be a masochist please don-- ]

Because you wouldn't actually be able to kill me.

[he says it plain and simple, even though it doesn't make any sense at all. just...bear with him, Dito.

or not. whichever.]

And we work together anyway -- we're already connected. There are those here that would try to punish you for what you do, but I reserve judgement on you for that sort of thing.

[ he scoffs, loudly. ]

Like I give a shit. What are they gonna do, stab me?

[ — guy says, moments before being stabbed.

not that it matters, since he's gotten his original body back. whatever it was that was going on for a while, he'd been so much more squishier. now, a stab wound is like nothing to him.

if it's not an intoner or another disciple, it doesn't faze him.

he cocks his head to the side, eyes narrowing at joshua. he still isn't sure what he thinks of this guy. he doesn't like him in any aspect, but he can't say he hates him, either. he'll probably betray the other down the line without batting an eye, but for now it's beneficial. ]

Wanna bet I can't kill you?

[long sigh. this kid's stubbornness could probably even rival Neku's -- or maybe it's the lack of intelligence.

either way. he's got to play the long game with this one, even if it does test him.]

Let's not go there over something so simple, shall we? Must you be so concerned about violence all the time?

[he's just. trying really hard ok!!]

I just like killing.

[ he moves to inelegantly plop down on a pile of pillows, spear tugged tight between his arms even as he relaxes like this.

he's not really into the fluffy, pillow situation -- it reminds him of excessiveness and overindulgence, especially with how many goddamn extra pillows there are.

it reminds him of five.

he winks hard with one eye as he thinks about her, scowling before he reclines slightly. he's not really scared of joshua making a jump on him or anything. he wouldn't have roomed with the weirdo, otherwise. it's not like he's hyde or something...

he sighs, loudly. ]

It's a boring world, isn't it? I want it to be as ugly as possible.

[ he says, almost vacantly, while staring at the ceiling. ]

[.....of course he does.

Joshua just lets that settle for a moment, and he leans back from whatever he's doing so that he can lean against the wall. talking to Dito, especially in person, was always a time...]

But isn't killing in of itself without any reason boring? If you just keep doing it -- you'd run out of people eventually, right?

[he's thinking too much about this.]

Dito-kun will get excited if you say that.

( he laughs softly, a hand on his hip as the other is raised up to wave at the other as he sits on their many, many, various sets of pillows that they now have buttons of. he holds them in the seat of his lap that crossed together, not moving too much so that they don't fall off to the side and become lost to the cracks of the pillows. )

I think you'll be surprised about what we find, but... do you want to get blood all over your decorations? I know you don't like to be messy, though... I can't say the same for...

( he looks at dito, blinking a few times... )

You find such mess absolutely delightful...

[ #girl..........

dito is sitting inelegantly a good fucking distance away from komaeda and joshua, arms crossed and feet propped up on some of the pillows he's situated on -- with his boots on, because he has no need for manners or keeping things nice. he's far from trusting either of these guys, but it's not like he really gives a damn about whatever they're scheming or doing or if they're just insane. as long as he gets blood out of it, it's fine.

even if they're both annoying as fuck. joshua a little less so, but it's probably just because joshua tends to do things for him in exchange for dito doing stuff that's really not that different from what he usually does.

he rolls his eyes as komaeda speaks, tossing his head back to look up at the ceiling with utter exasperation. ]

Ugh, why is he here again?

[ what if he threw one of these many, many pillows at the other's face right now?

why are there so many pillows, anyway? it's so unnecessary and excessive. something fucking five would love.

dito sighs, throwing up a hand in uneager acknowledgement, not bothering to look at them while he speaks. ]

Yeah, yeah. I would love to smear blood all over this gaudy ass room, but I don't think prissy boy over there is the same. [ not that he gives a shit about what joshua thinks, but joshua is also kind of helping with his dead body supply. it's pretty fucked up, and dito's into that, obviously. ] Maybe we should divide sides. There's enough pillows in here to build a goddamn wall.

Because he's my twin. Don't worry about it.

[Joshua waves a hand at Dito, trying not to smirk about the fact that the other's obviously bothered about Komaeda being here. he never really understands why everyone has such Feelings about him, but. you know. it's just a thing.

"prissy boy"?]

It's not exactly what I'd want to do with the decor, no. So if we have to shed any blood in here, only enough to open the void would suffice.

[a beat.]

I don't know why you would want to separate us, anyway...am I that offense to you?

[bro]

( the girls are fighting#

between dito and joshua, the ultimate looks at the wall ahead of him as he picks up one of the buttons, and he tosses them towards dito's head instead. it seems komaeda had the same idea. )

You shouldn't be too harsh on your roommate, how else will your hope meld together into something stronger if you separate one another?

( now, he sets his hands down into his lap with a brief smile before he looks at joshua. )

To remedy that problem, you two could sleep together in the same bed... what do you think?

[ his eyes narrow. ]

Your twin? The fuck's that supposed to mean--ack!

[ he starts, at least until a button suddenly smacks him square in the forehead.

it takes him a second to realize what's happened, at least until he notices the pin in his lap. he grabs for it immediately, leaning forward slightly and suddenly a lot less relaxed as he tries hurling the pin in komaeda's direction. he's so easily annoyed... ]

Shut up! [ he's barely focusing on what komaeda said, tbh -- and then it hits him. ] ... Not happening. I should've paired with someone easier on the eyes.

[ why'd zero have to up and disappear when they could be having fun right now... this sucks. ]

Do calm down...let's not be children.

[he's just watching Dito fling the button, kind of amused at the childish spirit that the other exhibits every now and then.

he loves studying that guy.

but then when the revulsion hits, Joshua runs a hand through his hair to flip at one of his curls. he's definitely not bothered by the dig.]

You're really not my type anyway, dear. Not only are we incompatible in personality, but I'm a light sleeper and you seem to be restless when you're not moaning about...your dead friends.

[is he implying that Dito jacks off about dead bodies]

( the button his komaeda right in his eye, causing him to flinch as he lifts one hand to cover it — rubbing gently to wipe away the sting. who knew dito had that much good of an aim, but as he pulls his hand away — he unfortunately winks at the statement where it comes to dito obsessed with his dead friends. hm. )

That's pretty dirty, if you're literal about that... He does get excited over the deceased, doesn't he? Hm... necrophilia is one thing, but I believe you still apply to his type, Kiryu-kun.

( in his dead fantasies, considering they're all dead, but komaeda doesn't say much on it. instead, he laughs softly as he grabs a pillow... now looking at the fabric to see... if there's any stains. )

Since we have a new location, going to the void should be fun, don't you think? An entire new playing field!

[ dito suddenly rocks his own body to sit up more in his mess of pillows, grabbing at one between his legs as his pupils dilate in an almost excited way -- even if his tone shows that he's clearly still kind of annoyed, here. ]

You wanna go to the void? Oh, I can take us there real easy.

[ spilling blood is like child's play for him, but the idea of cutting up either of the two guys in his vicinity is like being promised a treat. he doesn't really give a shit about the whole void thing, honestly. ]

Maybe his type, but not mine, I'm afraid.

[. . .

Joshua just sighs in a slightly exasperated way -- of course that boy is going to be Like That.]

Preferably without hurting either one of us, if you please.

Is he capable of not doing that, I wouldn't mind the initial pain! Makes you feel alive...

( he looks over to dito, waving his hand towards him to see if his eyes are even paying attention to them, or if he's caught up in his own head — excited about the thought of taking his sickly pleasure out on them. )

It is pretty hopeful that he's willing to do this, some people here are afraid of a little blood, but we only need so much... Dito-kun, do you know what a pinprick is?

[ ........ dito's not even going to argue about the type thing, rolling his eyes gratuitously at the line of discussion. he's so disappointed at how prudish joshua is, and his mouth sets into a thin line.

at least, until komaeda mentions blood. he can't help the way his eyes light up slightly, and his brows react with a slight rise. he doesn't trust komaeda at all though, so he holds back any actual obvious excitement, his voice practically drawling when he responds with skepticism: ]

Yeah, I fuckin' know what a pinprick is. Are you telling me that's all I get?

[ his lip curls at the idea. ]

[well. at least Komaeda was being not As Much Like That as he usually is. at least he's not trying to shoot himself with a gun this time or anything. he's got to take the little things where he can get it.

but he'll definitely latch on to this idea.]

Yes, a pinprick. That's all we need to be able to go to the other side, isn't it?

[these two are too much, even for him.]

If you kill us, no one will put up with you, and then you'll grow deathly bored if not given attention.

( when does komaeda not want to die, it seems like right now since he's focused about what they can find on the other side. if he had a knife, he'd just immediately stab himself and send them over, but that's not the case, and the only person here with a weapon that can be non lethal is dito. there's also joshua's gun, but knowing komaeda's familiarity with it... it's probably to soon to bring that back. )

So choose either one of us you want to cut, or you can do it to yourself...

( which is an option. )

[ what does this MEAN. attention??? dito scoffs, brows furrowing at whatever komaeda's implying here. at least this all makes his decision easy enough. ]

I wanna do you.

[ he sits up now, hands grabbing his own knees as he stares komaeda down.

his spear is lying against the corner of the wall nearby, but dito suddenly moves to grab a different weapon from his belt --

it's a dagger, completely obsidian. a gift from the goddamn counselor that he's put to great use since receiving it. he earned it, after all. ]

Edited 2021-10-01 01:01 (UTC)

[. . .

Joshua watches a little here, and he rubs the back of his neck. there's a little bit of caution in his gut, especially since he's still relatively powerless here...

fuckin Dito.]

Remember, Dito...a pinprick.

[he sounds like he's talking to a child.]

It's fine, Kiryu-kun.

( a pinprick is what it should be, but knowing dito, he's so hasty that he'd keep going if not stopped. komaeda pauses, watching the other pull out a familiar dagger, one that he used to stab minato awhile back. )

It'll be fine as long as you don't shed your own blood, right? Besides, you don't like to do dirty things...

( he glances at josh, offering a small smile before scooting himself closer towards dito. he claps his hands together as he looks up at the other, awaiting whatever wound he's about to be inflicted with. )

About time.

[ look, he doesn't want to wait around all day for you pussies to discuss this.

he gestures with the hand not holding the knife, holding it open as though he expects komaeda to hand him something. ]

Give me your hand.

[ regardless of if komaeda starts to do so or not, dito's going to grab the other's wrist and jerk the other forward and more toward him, slicing right across komaeda's arm with the edge of the dagger's blade.

it's a movement with some purposeful force in it, intended to gash deeper than necessary -- so it's probably good that dito's grabbing the wrist and cutting on the forearm rather than any lower.

they'll have more blood than necessary dripping everywhere for sure, and dito slings his dagger down in the air slightly right after cutting just to ensure some of what's on his knife spatters onto the floor. ]

[...................................................

Joshua is so not surprised but he sure is disappointed.]

[he moves forward to try to grab Dito's wrist when he slings the knife, eyes narrowing in silent fury. he knew better than to let Dito do this, and yet he'd let it happen anyway...]

Dito.

[it's probably the closest voice to anger that either one of them had heard so far, a quiet but tense sound coming out of him.]

We said a pinprick.

[well, now you've gone and pissed off a god...for the first time...]

( blood pools around his arm, the gash visible by the blade as komaeda reaches out to grab his own arm as he watches joshua reach out to intercept. the fresh smell of blood is thick in the air, and there's nothing to do about it — red splatters on the floor in large drops, and the world shatters, and twists and turns, and crumbles to rearrange itself into an alternate reality. the bedroom becomes something unfamiliar, a room that somehow matches the theme of all the pillows, which is homage to this, but ori gave us a little more to work with and it's: here.

in the void, komaeda continues to lose blood, and he's not paying much attention to what josh and dito happen to be up to — he can hear their voices, but it's like his mind is blocking out everything else. he lifts his arm, watching as the blood rolls down his arm, and continues to drop onto the dilapidated floorboards around them. )

[ dito enjoys the labor of his gash, at least for a few seconds before joshua grabs his wrist.

he tilts his head back, scowling at the other. ]

Who cares? He's not dead.

[ he could've done worse, basically.

dito sighs, trying to yank back his wrist from joshua even as the environment's changed.

dito notices too, recognizing it. ]

I fucking love this place!

[ he says with a grin, suddenly distracted from the other two as his eyes start flicking between the pelts on the walls. ]

Oh, man, did they butcher shit in here?!

[ he's going to try to walk forward, assuming joshua has let go (or will let go) of his wrist. ]

[man,

Joshua gives a quick glance at their surroundings, but he doesn't necessarily want Komaeda to bleed out, either. he takes off his jacket (he's actually wearing a school looking uniform for once???) and frowns, motioning for Komaeda to straighten out his arm.]

Hold it out. [he doesn't like doing this shit, but also consider: he knows Dito's not going to.] I'll wrap it.

...It's fine, we came here to sightsee after all.

( he smiles softly, canting his head towards dito who seems to be taken by the astounding set-up of the room, and besides, he'll still have the wound when he leaves out of the void so joshua's talent can be used there than here.

he holds his arm to himself while watching the other, eyes glancing up to the animal pelts that looks between dry and wet. disgusting... )

You shouldn't let him have fun alone. ( ... ) Find anything fun, Dito-kun?

[ y'all are kind of ruining his high. he rolls his eyes as he approaches one of the wetter, bloodier pelts. ]

Okay, you fucking gays.

[ he cannot stand you two.

but whatever, he moves his hands toward a certain set of stapled pelts in their early stages. he rubs his fingers down along one of the entire hides, getting some of the coagulated blood on them.

he laughs, barely registering what komaeda had asked of him.

he tilts his head back. ]

Sure did.

[ he's so excited... the void is always so fun. ]

It'd be just cruel for us to just let our classmate bleed, wouldn't it?

[he doesn't seem disturbed about Dito, but if Komaeda's going to insist, he's just going to throw his jacket over his shoulder as he looks around better for the first time.

interesting. he has no temptation whatsoever to go touch the pelts like Dito, but he is going to step a bit closer so that he can look at them.]

Hm...this wouldn't be a place for people with weak stomachs.

[just an observation!]

...?

( it's fine to look at, not like he hasn't seen worse, but as josh gets up, komaeda doesn't follow suit just yet. instead, he stays in place while looking around the room himself. )

My room is different then yours... I wonder, who lives next door? You can probably get an idea from all their items, but... we'll have to drag Dito-kun out.

[ dito frowns at the comments he hears, even as he feels his heart beat a little faster while touching the raw pelts. he kind of wants to rub his face in them, but he tilts his head back to look at the other two. ]

Is it gonna be as good as this?

[ he's skeptical. ]

[this is so much...

Joshua rolls his eyes, and then motions back towards Dito as if to call a pet.]

Come on now, let's be a good boy and keep going on our little tour. We can always come back.

[or. something.]

Nope, only your room looks as bad as this one.

( no need to lie to him, but at least he knows he has the best room of all the rooms that cater to his dito-ness. )

...I think he's a bad boy, he doesn't really pay attention properly.

[ well, guess who is not too fond of this!

he scoffs, narrowing his eyes at the other two. he doesn't like that kind of speech in general toward him, especially from people he fantasizes about killing. ]

I'm not a "boy", dipshits. I'm 22.

[ stay out of grown people's business.

but he turns around, looking unimpressed as he waves a hand. ]

Fine. We can see what else this place's got for us, I guess.

Oh, how grown! I'm so happy to be in the same area as an esteemed adult such as yourself!

[he's going to start walking through the door anyway, already bored with his surroundings. he still glances at Komaeda though, shaking his head.]

Still but a puppy who needs obedience training, though...

He's pretty short for 22, but I had a friend about his size who had a growth spurt when she got older.

( yeah, he's just saying this to see if dito gets annoyed. )

If he's that age, then he's already missed his chance...

( but josh is also short so hm... as they exit out, everything looks... just as rundown as any old school would. the wood creaks under their hills. )

Blah, blah, blah. Shut up, bigfoot.

[ his attempt at annoying dito is effective. both between what joshua and komaeda end up saying, he's gotten a newfound spark of irritation. although it's not hard to annoy him in general, especially since he's already not fond of the other two.

he frowns when they get to the hallway, tilting his head. ]

This is lame.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only