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Post by Gensho Night on Jun 25, 2015 22:32:35 GMT
Gensho was going through all scenarios in his head. About this reward. If it was sincere, what Yume was doing, then what did this all mean? Gensho didn't know if he could go so far as to say Yume felt that way for him after everything. But if she did, perhaps this was going to be the moment she showed it. Gensho couldn't help feel a little excited then, if that was where Yume was planning on going. But, letting the close quarters, and sweet smiles get the flirtatious and clueless Gensho out was the Demon's downfall. Everything shattered down as Yume's smile turned, and Gensho was pushed backwards. Tripping on his disguised wings as he went, the water felt like ice when Gensho smashed back against it, and was as cold as ice when Gensho was submerged. The sudden chill washed away any kind of happy feelings Gensho had today, resulting in what could have been a momentary glare towards Yume as the Demon flapped around to stop his heavy, waterlogged clothes dragging him down making all sorts of squealing noises as the cold got to him in certain places. But he got rid of the glare, almost smiling in annoyance to himself that he'd fallen for something so obvious. He dragged himself to the shore, panting as he sat down and grabbing his hat that had floated away slightly. It dripped wet, as did all of Gensho as he shivered. The Demon chuckled almost bitterly, "Call me gullible I suppose." Gensho answered, before returning a smile to his pale face, "I guess I'm not getting any better at this game." Gensho added, placing his hat on his head only to tip more water over himself as the hat had carried some with it.
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Post by Yume on Jun 26, 2015 21:35:01 GMT
Gensho really was gullible, and Yume wondered how much longer she could milk out the pranks before he finally had enough, hoping it would be a little while longer. Laughing as Gensho tipped more water down him, Yume nodding her head, trying to wipe away the tears that fell from her laughter. "I cant believe you really though my attitude would change so suddenly... It was so difficult to keep the charade up all day, but totally worth it." Yume took a step towards him before shaking his top slightly, watching the droplets fall off. "Very wet there... And I'm sorry to say I have no spare clothes for you." Well she wasn't sorry, and Gensho probably knew that, but still. "And no, your not. But it makes for great entertainment. I haven't had this much fun in years." The last time Yume had done things like this, it was once during the Jiko festival when a poor Angel decided to camp out in her range, causing Yume to fake an paint attack, but that was years ago, and no where as near fun. "Again, I can set you on fire to warm you up if ya like... Yeahh 'warm him up' more like to watch him burn Yume, because that is something you would like to see, hell a lake his right there for him to put himself out and everything..."
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Post by Gensho Night on Jun 26, 2015 21:52:26 GMT
Gensho shook his head a few times to shake off the soak to his hair. It wasn't too effective, but the Demon couldn't help it when his damp hair kept tickling his ears. Said ears were almost clogged with water, something Gensho's soaked gloved fingers couldn't free them from. Gensho blew out water from his nose, before smiling to Yume, glad she was enjoying all of this, as usual. "Yes, well... you were a good actress, Yume." Gensho had to hand it to her. He make a fake smile back to Yume when she shook him down, chuckling. "Well, any spare clothes would have been burnt away by now, I know at least that much." He replied, pushing himself onto his feet, dripping even more and shivering a lot. He couldn't stop a grin, and Yume's next statement made Gensho feel this suffering was all worth it. Yume was having fun, true she was having it from Gensho's misery, but it was something she was enjoying. Enjoyment was a good step in making a connection to someone, as Gensho could recall. Gensho's smile wavered as Yume began with the suggestion to light the poor Demon on fire again, even talking to herself as well. He knew her talking to herself never went well, and if the topic was a roast Gensho, then maybe he better move before Yume wanted to have more 'fun'. Gensho shuffled back a bit, "Y-yes, well I think I'll pass, but thank you for the offer. Now, I b-better, get back home and dry these clothes before they're forever ruined." They already were ruined, but Gensho needed an excuse to run now before things go worse. So Gensho summoned his wings, before grinning slightly to Yume. "Until tomorrow." Gensho said quickly, before flying away not so quickly, as it seemed flight was a hard thing when ones clothes were so heavy.
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Post by Yume on Jun 26, 2015 22:15:54 GMT
..... New Day .....
Yume just finished putting the sleeping poison into Gensho's tea as he turned p today, right on time. She had the perfect thing to do today, one that would top yesterdays prank, and it required little on her part. Shouting to let the other in, Yume set the two teas down in its usual places, before taking a sip of her own, and within a minuet of Gensho taking his first sip would the effects take place. "Your clothes still drying from yesterday Gensho?" Yume gave a light chuckle before making herself comfortable. It wasn't long into the meet up when Gensho began to droop off, and within ten minuets Gensho was nocked out cold. Laughing, Yume finished her tea before getting to work. Placing his hat to one side, Yume began to remove his clothing... All of it. Quickly covering his lower regions with his hat, the only thing she was going to leave him with. Hiding his clothes in a drawer, Yume found some non fitting clothes to burn in her sink, as to make it look like she burnt his, she wasn't going to be so cruel in one day to ruin another set of clothes. Returning to her seat, Yume got comfortable with a book, waiting for the poison to ware off. She wasn't in the mood for a visitor today, and knew this would be the quickest way to get rid of him.
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Post by Gensho Night on Jun 27, 2015 21:21:59 GMT
Gensho was debating on letting this day be a day to sort his remaining clothes out at home. Clean and dry the ones that had been destroyed in water yesterday. But he recalled saying before leaving yesterday that he'd see Yume the next day. So Gensho couldn't just skip today, if anything Gensho needed to show he was consistent. So Gensho took a few breaths before entering the next day of pranks. Yume certainly wasn't keeping up the façade from yesterday, not that Gensho would have fallen for it twice. Gensho carefully opened the door as usual once allowed inside, taking his seat with extra caution. The tea was the only thing Gensho didn't need to check so carefully, having seen no attempt by Yume to use it in a prank situation. Gensho made sure he didn't glare at Yume, trying to force a smile instead. "They were wet this morning, but only since I cleaned them three times last night." Gensho replied, taking a few sips of the tea. Maybe Gensho was feeling the exhaustion of trying to win over Yume every night for so long, but he suddenly felt a little sleepy. He didn't sleep after work last night, using the time to clean his clothes. So perhaps that was where this sleepiness came from. Of course, it never hit Gensho that this was Yume's doing until he was dropping to the side. So, the tea was something Gensho should have checked. It was always the things Gensho let his guard down over that seemed to be the thing used to trick him. Whatever the case was, Gensho had already drunk a bit, so there was no refusing sleep. Dropping off, literally as he fell off the chair and straight onto his face. When Gensho woke up, he'd been moved slightly, and that concerned the Demon. What concerned him even more was the cold as he felt the exposure hit him. Realising that the slight breeze could be felt everywhere, which could only mean one thing, Gensho's eyes suddenly flew open and the Demon sat up quickly, if a little dizzily. "What in the..." Gensho muttered, looking around. He heard the spitting of flames, and was quick to put all the points together. His eyes turned scared very fast, and a bright red face turned to Yume. "I.... Yume... y-you didn't?" Gensho began panicking, honestly no idea himself what he was even asking. Gensho almost got to get up, before realising his only safety right now was his hat, which made the matter of getting up or even moving a very delicate matter. Still, Gensho needed to leave, and soon, if he was hold any trace of dignity to carry over to tomorrow.
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Post by Yume on Jun 27, 2015 21:44:46 GMT
Yume glanced over to the awoken Gensho before chuckling softly and smirking, amusement showing in her eyes. This was by far the best trick she had played on him so far, one to match all the others, and she so wished she could be there when he returned to everyone. "You know how much I like fire..." Sticking her tongue out to him, Yume walked closer, standing in a place where he would be unable to hide everything when he got up, just because it would add to his embarrassment, its not like she wanted to see everything. She had already done so when removing the clothes anyways, luckily she wasn't one to get embarrassed over such matters. "By the way... You seem so very small. No wonder you wear so many layers of clothes." Laughing Yume made sure she gave no indication that she hid his real ones, before she gestured to the sink. "Its lucky they burn so easily, right?" Now she couldn't wait to see what he did next, knowing he would only have his hat to leave with, seeing how she hid everything else he could use, not that it would be very gentleman like to leave in such a state, or show such regions. "That hat doesn't cover much does it? Not that there's much to cover anyways..."
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Post by Gensho Night on Jun 27, 2015 22:21:22 GMT
Gensho tried to take a few breaths, but it wasn't really cold in Yume's house, so for the one time Gensho wanted to be cold to cool himself off, he couldn't. Gensho chuckled bitterly, those were nice clothes too. Not from Gensho's prized formal collection, but they were still comfy and almost classy. And now they were roasting away, and Gensho felt bad but he didn't care too much. He just wanted clothes, anything to cover up with. Gensho's face grew ever more red when Yume got closer, holding his hat firmly down as best he could. Gensho made sure not to let the mocking of Yume get to him, other than cause the unconscious burn of his cheeks of course. This was beyond embarrassing. "I don't wear that many layers... it's called fashion." Gensho mumbled, trying to look away. Gensho looked a little sad over to his clothes, there'd be no saving them now, best just move on to the real matter of leaving with some dignity. And he could tell Yume was just daring him to move in such a state, just so she could revel in his embarrassment some more. So there was only one option, Gensho needed to move, and he didn't have any clothes to cover with. So it was time to rely on the one thing Yume couldn't remove, unless she wanted to actually injure Gensho. A click of Gensho's fingers, and he revealed his black and red wings. They were enough to cover the back as Gensho got up carefully and slowly, trying to make sure he was facing away from Yume. Ignoring part of what Yume said, she was right, the hat really didn't cover much. Finding it hard to swallow, and having to cough a little to expand his throat enough to talk as proper as he could, Gensho turned his head ever so slightly. "I s-suppose, I should be going, before any more of my dignity is stripped... I mean, taken." Gensho said as loud as his currently tiny voice could. Awkwardly shuffling towards the door, aware now of any other trick Yume might plan last minute, Gensho didn't quite now how to transition from his wings covering him, to helping him fly. The Demon God ended up continuing his awkward shuffling instead, planning on giving Yume no more 'satisfaction' as he scurried away with a face still as red as fire.
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Post by Yume on Jun 29, 2015 21:08:52 GMT
..... (Last day folks, before we get own to serious business) .....
Yume was slowly running out of ideas for pranks, seeing how she had limited resources and too many visits from Gensho. Though, she knew it would be difficult after the last visit, stealing his clothes was definitely icing on the cake, all she needed now was the decorations, something to finally keep him away. Yume had decided on a nightmare this time, nothing too big nor small, just perfect like the first one she gave him that day. She had decided to leave the door open today, sick of having to invite him in each time... She really hated gentlemen, especially those who pestered her, and Gensho fit that bill perfectly. Laying sideways on her chair, feet slung over one side with a book in her lap, Yume waited for her 'guest' to arrive, she would make him make the tea today, he has been here far too often to be hosted upon, willingly or not, and he knew where everything was in hers, beside his hidden clothing, but he believes them to be burnt, perhaps next time, how she would love to see that red face again.
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Post by Gensho Night on Jun 29, 2015 21:35:03 GMT
Others were running out of patience. Not Gensho, but each time he returned home, others would great him with a sense of... disappointment. Not in Gensho, but in Yume for still refusing to help. Many times Gensho had been told to either give up, or start getting more firm about asking for her help. But they were fools to ask Gensho to get more serious. He wasn't going to win over Yume by demanding help rather than subtly asking for it over time. And Gensho knew one day Yume would give in and help. But it was her patience, against everyone else's, and she was already winning easily. Gensho himself, he could only take a few more pranks involving the lose of his clothes, before he began running out of the less beloved clothes. God-forbid that Gensho would have to turn up one day wearing his best after having nothing else to wear left. Gensho dreaded that day, and could only hope clothing destruction got boring for Yume soon. He hummed as he reached the door, seeing it wide open and Yume looking less than bothered inside. Gensho did think about knocking on the frame of the door still, but acted against his polite urges and simply walked carefully inside. "Good afternoon Yume." Gensho greeted simply, noticing quickly the lack of tea set out already. Suppose it was high time the guest took action in tea making, it was a Gentlemanly thing to do after all. Gensho smiled to Yume, before walking slowly towards the kitchen. As much as he wanted to forget what the others had said, Gensho couldn't help but be pestered by their points. If Yume didn't help soon, then the matter would be too severe, and help was be redundant. They were right, and whilst Gensho was trying to tiptoe his way to Yume's assistance, others were suffering, innocent people were dying. Was asking straight out the only solution left? Gensho began to boil the water, clearing his throat. "The others updated me once I'd returned yesterday... after composing myself of course. The situation is getting worse, it won't be long before we can't stop it, even with help." Gensho began, glancing towards Yume. "So... it's time we stop messing around, Yume. We need to act now."
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Post by Yume on Jun 29, 2015 21:50:03 GMT
Yume just sat there as she listened to Gensho once more, finally asking straight out again, despite knowing her answer still. Calmly turning the page in her book, Yume took a moment to work out what she was to say. It was pointless shouting, it got her nowhere with him, but her patience was running thin, and she knew by remaining calm and angry, meant a scarier her, it being the first time she showed this side of her. "You forget that I know how bad it all is. Mitasu does tamper with my dreams after all. I'm still not helping Gensho, you know this... And who said anything about messing around. I've done nothing of the sort, your the one who remained determined and kept coming round, I'm simply finding a way to make the visits bearable." Yume knew how bad things had gotten, half her dreams sent out being tampered with by Mitasu, and despite the dislike of such a thing, she cared not still. Its not like it really bothered Yume, and Mitasu had plenty of chances to attack Yume during it all, and didn't. "I suggest you don't ask again Gensho, my patience is very thin."
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Post by Gensho Night on Jul 2, 2015 19:48:03 GMT
Gensho could feel the air change, Yume's calm and silent manner wasn't one Gensho was used to, and he didn't like it very much at all. Swallowing as even the moving of pages in her book became painful in the silence, Gensho almost backed against the cupboard as Yume began to speak. But Gensho couldn't just cower out of angering Yume. Yes, a mad Yume was the worst possible result as far as Gensho was concerned, but he knew this couldn't keep being the case. They'd have to sort this out like adults, if that meant arguing or fighting about, then Gensho would try to hold his own for once. Taking a deep breath, Gensho remained calm and listened, though he felt like he'd heard this side of Yume's opinion far too many times. "I was determined, because I want to save this world from what evil will soon consume it. There is no avoiding the fact that you also live on this world Yume, so it should be just as much your responsibility to protect it as the rest of us." Gensho replied, glancing to the boiled water before looking back to Yume. The situation wasn't a friendly chat, and Gensho doubted it could ever calm down to become one now. "I will ask again, because patience is running thin everywhere, so are the chances of winning. Yume, why can't you just consider it your duty to help?"
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Post by Yume on Jul 2, 2015 20:38:24 GMT
Yume snapped. This was it, she had told Gensho time and time again she wasn't to help, she told Tenshi and Kakushin before hand as well, she dealt with the constant visits, and the lot. But Gensho expecting that things would change, after so long, it made Yume's blood boil, because she had finally had enough. Standing up, Yume gently placed her book down before walking calmly over to the other, Grabbing the front of his clothes and pinning him to the fall, anger flashing in her eyes. "I don't see why it needs to be my duty to help. Nor do I see why I must, its a choice I get to make, not anyone else. The world has always been doomed from the very start, because one day things will fall apart, many humans hate out kinds, and no matter what anyone does that wont change and I have been waiting for it to collapse around up. And because of that, I wont help, because if were going down, it might as well be from this, at least for most the deaths are painless and in their sleep, why end this battle for another to begin?" Staring at Gensho for a moment, Yume let lose this nightmare she had, regretting it straight after when she realise that in her anger she gave him one much, much worse, one she wouldn't wish on anybody, even those she hates.
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Post by Gensho Night on Jul 2, 2015 21:21:38 GMT
Gensho was trying to give his case with confidence, but it fell very weakly when Yume finally got up. And the livid fury in her eyes really made Gensho's legs get weak. He might have fallen if the Angel didn't pin the Demon up like she did. Honestly, Gensho was never much of a fighter, almost passive unless it was his family in danger. So he was victim to whatever anger Yume wanted to unleashed, and from the tone of her voice to the painful grip she had on his clothes, Yume wasn't going to hold back. Gensho, for some reason, had almost forgotten about the nightmares that Yume could give, but feeling himself drop down, Gensho remembered exactly what horror the last one was. And straight away, as Gensho's world crumbled down into that of a dream, he could already sense how evil this one would be before it had even begun. Gensho didn't feel himself thrown into this nightmare, like the last one. It almost faded into being, almost as if Gensho wasn't even aware it had begun at first. The first thing he heard was a scream, numerous screams, all very young. When Gensho's eyes opened, he was looking down at a group of terrified children, all recognisable from the clan. They had their hands to their faces, trying to protect themselves or cover their eyes as they cried. It was hard to focus, for some reason, but the children seemed to have spots of blood on them. Gensho heard some sort of low, growling noise too, but was too focused on the children and their fear. He then looked right, at something held tight in his clutches. A young child, pale and frozen with an expression of fear on their face. They looked so bad, and Gensho found out why from the crimson red on his hands. He held the child from their neck, so tight that his sharp fingernails had pierced right through their neck and killed them. Gensho didn't know what to think, he wanted to be sick, let the poor child go, cry out in horror or something. But no, all he could do was stare at that glorious trail of red, and wonder how much was still contained in the little dead child. Gensho did let go of the child, only to, against his subconscious will, stab a hand right into the child's stomach and absorb their soul completely. As horrifying as the meal was, Gensho found himself satisfied by it. That longing desire that Gensho had been stuck with for so long, not knowing or wanting to cure it, was finally satisfied. If feeling as though he had no control over himself was enough, Gensho turned back to the other children, all stuck with fear. In his head, Gensho didn't want what happened next, and yet there was such a hunger in him that what happened, felt so good. In a matter of seconds, with barely a chance to scream out, the children were all of them consumed. That evil deed done, Gensho realised the harsh growl was coming from him, whatever, merciless and very hungry monster he was currently stuck as. Having a limited control over himself, Gensho glanced down to his hands, blood of who knew how many on his fingers. He began walking forwards, the world around him so dead silence, as well as just dead. There were bodies that the monstrous Gensho wished he could eat, if they were still containing souls. But instead, he seemed to be heading for some sort of goal. There was a luscious smell in the air that Gensho was being dragged towards, and he was excited to find it. The Demon found himself running, as that sweet smell only got stronger and more enticing. Running further through the dark and horrible world, Gensho finally found the person in front of him. The only person who's soul smelt so delicious and powerful. And as much as Gensho knew who it was, he wanted that soul so badly, like it was a source of water that Gensho had gone without for days. The hunger and desire felt so strong, that Gensho was already decisive on what he was to do. He rushed right up to the person, and stabbed a hand into their stomach. He'd done it, and the soul Gensho absorbed felt worth it all. Or at least, it did for a little while. Only when almost all of the soul had been absorbed, did Gensho really realise what he'd done. As this soul hungry monster, so mad and evil, without even hesitation, Gensho had consumed his own brother. It was just as the last of the soul was taken, that Gensho felt himself crumble once more, and he darted awake in Yume's house with his face damp with sweat and tears.
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Post by Yume on Jul 2, 2015 21:35:15 GMT
Once Yume gave someone a dream in such a way, not even she could stop it. Instead she had to let Gensho wait it out. But she knew how bad it was, she linked herself to see it, so she never made this mistake again. She may not fully like Gensho, and she may have been livid, but she never wished such a horrible thing on him, not when he somehow wormed his way into her life without Yume realising till now. Instead, Yume moved him to her couch, hoping to at least allow some comfort instead of the floor, before sitting across from him, this isn't what she wanted. Her original nightmare being nothing more then making him watch as his favourite outfit was burned before his eyes, while he wore the most hideous costume and shoes, but never a nightmare like this, not one that even made Yume coil in slight fear. Getting up quickly, Yume wetted a cloth for Gensho when he awoke, knowing he would want to wash his face off, if he remained around long enough. At his stirring, Yume made sure to stay back, traces of anger long gone as she held out the cloth for him. "Sorry, the nightmare wasn't suppose to be that bad." Yume felt out of her zone with apologising, but knew it needed to be done.
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Post by Gensho Night on Jul 2, 2015 22:00:50 GMT
Being forced back into reality so quickly, it felt like what had just happened was so real. Gensho could still recall all of the pleasure of killing those people. Absorbing their souls, quenching that hunger than Gensho had carried for so long. Now he knew what cured it, and he felt sick for knowing. He couldn't calm his breathing down, or his heart rate. The nightmare still felt so real, and the Demon God couldn't think of anything else but that burning desire to kill and consume others like it was so natural. Gensho, the Demon God who loved everyone and tried his hardest never to kill, slaughtering innocent children, and then his beloved brother. Finally waking up enough to look at Yume, and take the cloth from her, Gensho silently hide behind it. Cleaning his face off, whilst also making it worse with more of his own tears, unable to control his body's reaction to that horrible experience moments before. Composing himself as best he could, Gensho still couldn't make himself anymore comfortable in this situation right now. So he placed the cloth neatly on the side table, taking a few deep breaths as he got up. "I... I apologise, but I need to leave now. It's... getting late." Gensho mumbled, hardly able to look at Yume as his mind was so split in different ways. The part of him that wanted to remain polite was stretched so thin due to the stress currently eating away at Gensho, so he could only reply simply, hoping to get out as soon as he could. So the Demon God shuffled towards the door, eyes dropped down and trying not to tear up anymore. He was away soon after, not looking back in fear of it sparking any more fear of that nightmare.
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