video; username; GraveMistake

[hellshot]

[Hello Riverview, you're going to be greeted by the friendliest face you'll ever see on the network this morning. A pale, stylized skull mask and a voice that belongs to some edgy supervillian from some futuristic videogame or something. Dressed in all black and yes--he does seem to be leaking black smoke when he speaks. It's normal, probably.]

Far from home, in a place you don't recognise. Seems like a dream, or at least some sort of really bad joke, doesn't it.

[His tone is calm, dry--almost sarcastic in nature.]

It's not. And you're going to have to get used to it. It's nice here too, isn't it? What with all the flowers and the festivities. [Yeah, definitely sarcastic.] Hoping that's enough to keep those of you who might get bored on your toes.

There's shit normal people don't need to see outside the walls of this Quarantine. So do me a favour, and don't be stupid in going to investigate what lies out there on your own because you seek adventure.
Because if you seek that alone, you also seek Death.

Name's Reaper. Not interested in making friends, but for those of you who are capable, I'm interested in looking for people. People who are capable of working in groups to pull some of the harder jobs that involve getting your hands and weapons dirty--and people who are capable of following orders.

Not a stranger of pulling idiots out of a fire, but I'm not a goddamn babysitter, either.

[Friendly, isn't he.]

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[finethanks]

That may be the case, but you, or I, rather, only live once. [Since Reaper apparently gets a second chance here.] If I have to live trapped in that hospital and hooked up to IV fluids, I won't be able to stand it.

That means I'll do everything in my power to avoid it, you know? But I also want to live and experience things like everyone else.

[hellshot]

Look.

I get that you want to live and experience shit.

And I've said it before, I'm not your personal babysitter, and I'm not going to fucking monitor your wild behaviour. But I will say.

You'll live a lot goddamn longer and get to see a lot more shit in your life if you take it down a goddamn notch.

[HE ...DOESN'T CARE THAT MUCH, STOP... NOTICING...]

[finethanks]

[Hmm, look at all of that care. Eichi's expression softens noticeably before he's pausing, thinking, and then he drops all of that playing around.]

I understand. [He knows, he knows.] But that sort of gentle, go-with-the-flow life isn't one that I want to live. I'd rather jump in with my all. I've already accepted that my life will be a short one, after all. I've been told that I shouldn't live any longer since the day I was born.

[hellshot]

...Suit yourself, then.

If you're fine with throwing the weight of your death around so freely, who am I to continue getting on your case.

[finethanks]

Fufu... You may hate how I am at times, but your concern does help me to feel a little less lonely.

[Yeah, he's just saying that out loud.] Life is too precious to throw away, so don't worry. I'm teasing you a little; I won't go outside of the walls.

[hellshot]

Good.

That's all I needed to hear.

[He's not going to comment on the 'feeling less lonely' bit, he's allergic.]

[finethanks]

[That lack of comment means it was acknowledged. He can speak Reaper this much already. So, there's a bright smile in return, and Eichi looks like he almost lets it end at just that.



But then, of course, he doesn't.]

By the way, I happen to be performing most nights at a few different night clubs, so I'll send you the information so you might be able to stop by one day. ♪ [dad has to show up to the recital or it's just sad right

but really he wants some support, even if it's just one night of reaper lingering in the shadows. let him dream.]

[hellshot]

...Preforming?

[He's seemed to forgotten what the point of an idol is, and it's all coming back to him.]

Do you have a band here, or something, I don't really get what the hell it is you do.

[Dad doesn't want to go to a recital but he has a feeling that he doesn't have a choice.]

[finethanks]

To say simply that I "sing" would feel like something of an understatement to me, so if you'd really like to understand what I do, you really should stop by.

[Come on, come onnnn, see him sing his little sick heart out!!]