a fuckin disaster

[comprises]

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.]

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#iwillhaveorder

[necrophily]

[ 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?

[comprises]

[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!!]

[necrophily]

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. ]

[comprises]

[.....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.]