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bakerstreet2016-11-16 10:01 am
DRINKING THOSE MOMENTS WHEN THE BLACKNESS WOULD HIT ME (AND THE VOID WOULD BE CALLING)
 TIME WARP WEIRDNESS MEME OKAY, FOLKS. We know that one of the best things about jamjar games is the fact that people from the same canon can be pulled from different times. Or people from different canons but similar worlds can be pulled from different times! Try explaining why space travel works to someone from the 1600s. Or cell phones to someone from the 1400s. HOWEVER, a lot of us don't have the time or energy to be in a full-time game, which is understandable! This is the meme for you! Or for people in jamjar games that want to play with other people. Not the cops here. You want timey wimey shit? We're here for you. |
I hate myself for this. Also huge DR3 spoilers
Hinata doesn't know where this is, but it's a lot like a creepy maze or labyrinth in a game. It's terribly dark, and as he makes his way through it, there are all kinds of blades and sharp objects lodged into the walls and the floor. It's as he's looking up at a chainsaw that seems like it moved at one point that he walks across something slippery, nearly falling and probably cracking his head on the floor if he hadn't caught himself. It's too dark to see, so Hinata powers on his Student Handbook, and the faint glow is just enough to... see all of... the blood...
Oh, God. Oh, God. There's so much blood.
And like it's timed, Hinata hears someone scream from up ahead. The scream is... familiar, though he can't say why without getting closer. So he fights his sudden nausea, and Hinata runs.
He can feel his heart pounding all the way up to his temple, which is probably very bad. But he can't worry about it; the voice is getting closer, he can make out the crying and screaming clearer now. It's a girl, too. Something in him is starting to recognize who it could be, but his mind rejects it, not wanting to think about it. Not able to.
Hinata almost slips on the ground again once, but finally he's rounding the corner and-
And... And...
He can't move. He can't breathe. There's a voice that he registers distantly, cloaked in static and drenched in maliciousness that makes his skin crawl, even if he doesn't acknowledge the words. But that's not important right now. She's drenched in blood, and it's too dark to be sure, but it looks like what's maybe a spike has been driven into her leg. He can hear her gasps, desperate and filled with so much pain...
Her name volts out of his stomach and tears out of Hinata's throat.] Nanami!
also up to you what canon point hinata is also cw: vomit + blood
Heaving heavy breaths, she steadies herself with one hand on the wall, turning around, slowly. She's still limping, just a little but once she sees him, really sees him, her pink eyes grow wide in surprise.
He's..- ]
Hinata-kun...? You shouldn't-- [ --be here, she thinks, but doesn't manage to say aloud, coughing up more blood onto the floor. ] I'm sorry. You're the real Hinata-kun, right?
[ She has to be certain, even with these wobbly legs of hers. She needs to be absolutely sure that he is, indeed, Hinata Hajime. ]
let's just say somewhere in chapter 2 or 3 for now, also I will narrow it down as necessary
I- [Hinata swallows past the tightening of his throat. It shouldn't be what does it to him when Nanami is in such bad shape, but her small apology almost breaks him.] Of course I'm me. I'm Hinata. P-please... don't be sorry...
[He's never been much of a crier, but Hinata can feel his eyes burning. Nanami is suffering so much. It's that thought that finally pushes him to wrap an arm around her, gentle as possible. Even in just this half-embrace, she feels so small...
Sweet, sleepy Nanami. Who could be so cruel as to hurt her like this?]
...Who did this to you? [Something like anger is burning in his gut, but he can't afford to lose it right now. Nanami needs him.] Who hurt you like this?
1 / 2; i'm going to be a complete asshole
... Yep, Hinata-kun is definitely Hinata-kun. Ehehe. [ She laughs sheepishly, trying her best to put on a brave face for him; she doesn't like the idea of Hinata crying, so she needs to try her best not to make him upset. He can't be. ] But please don't cry. Okay?
[ The please... is dragged out before she coughs more blood onto the floor, not wanting to get it onto Hinata. She can't get him dirty. And more importantly, she shouldn't have to get him involved with the whole ordeal. She has to protect him. Wincing slightly at his question, she shakes her head before her eyes follow the sound of menacing laughter-- ]
2 / okay maybe i lied i'll tell you when i'm done
[ And where Nanami's eyes follow is a monitor that shows a girl with strawberry blonde hair, holding an all too familiar plush in front of her hands, laughing mockingly. ]
You're asking her who did something like that? Isn't that such a cruel question to ask when she's in so much pain? Like, you're such a bastard to do such a thing, y'know?
3/3 okay yeah i'm done
[ She shrugs her shoulders, almost disinterested by the whole ordeal. ]
And you can, like, totally try to save her or whatever stereotypical hero thing you wanna do, but you can't save her, you know? So once Nanami finishes that execution of hers, her entire class will fucking go into a deep and dark despair that they will never escape from! [ But then she shifts, again, her voice dripping with gross cuteness that can be called disgusting. ] You agree, don't you, senpai? I mean why wouldn't you? You should already tell, considering that you have the same analysis skill as me, Mister Super High School Level Hope.
I hope you're happy I don't even know what to do with this how do we not die; cw: some blood
[His heart is tearing. It hurts so much. Please don't apologize. He can't... He can't...!
But then the girl is coming on screen with a plush of Monkuma and mimicking his stupid, stupid laugh. And Hinata's skin crawls, but mostly he's feeling fury stirring up inside of him, flames being stoked by her words.]
You... You did this...
How dare you...!
[The anger is hot, boiling in his stomach like magma bubbling up and waiting to pour out, incinerating whatever is in its path.
It's almost strong enough to make him forget that Nanami is still cradled against his side, and with a jolt, Hinata barely stops his hand from tightening on her arm. Hajime. You have to calm down. The girl's words are confusing, but maybe it's on purpose. This whole situation is confusing, after all; the only thing that's remotely made sense in this waking nightmare is Nanami. Either way, Hinata chooses to not succumb to whatever it is she's saying.]
I don't know who you are or what this nonsense is that you're talking about... But stop treating me like you know me. I don't know who the heck you are, or what you think you know about Nanami and I, but...
[Something in his chest skips, but he doesn't know if it's in a good way. Can her words really be trusted? Does she actually know his Super High School Level talent? It seems almost greedy to try and figure it out now, though, tempted as he is. Hinata can't afford to, not with Nanami practically bleeding out all over the floor. They need to leave. They have to go, and... And Hinata can figure out the rest of this later, when they're safe.]
Screw you and your stupid execution. I'm getting Nanami out of here.
[Hinata doesn't know in what way or how, but he'll figure something out even if it kills him.]
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[ Enoshima points to herself, almost confused for a moment or two, unfazed by Hinata's angry words. It adds fuel to the fire of her incoming despair, and she just can't help but laugh, lips curving into a toothy, mischievous grin. ]
It's really disheartening that you've forgotten about me, Kamukura-senpai. Or should I call you Hinata-kun? [ Whichever one he wants to use, she doesn't really care about this point. ] I mean, we went on a date together, just you, me, and that stinky sister of mine...
[ There's disgust in her voice about her sister, sticking out her tongue as she does so before spinning on her chair - which is, conveniently, that kind of chair - immediately frowning, mushrooms on her hair as if depressed. ]
It's so sad... really, really, really sad. Your Super High School Level Hope was going to go and create Super High School Level Despair. I really wanted to go on another date with you, too.
[ ... ]
But! I guess it can't be helped. I'll introduce myself again, just for you. I'm Enoshima Junko, Super High School Level Despair. And yeah, I guess we're going to execute you as well. I mean, if you're like that now, then you're just boring Reserve Course trash that can easily be manipulated into doing whatever I wanted. Even suicide. But I won't brainwash you like the others. I mean, if I did that, I'd get bored pretty easily, even if it would be despair inducing to force you to kill Nanami-san with your own hands. Even if you say "screw this execution", how are you going to get out? There's only one way out and it's through that door. If you want to, you can exit that way. I'm not going to stop you. But in the end, you'll end up in the deepest despair that you're going to fuckin' get!
I guess today is pain day
But him? Kamukura-senpai? Super High School Level Hope? Reserve Course trash? None of these things should mean anything to him, except for his talent, but... There's a terrible pounding starting in the middle of his skull. He has to grab at his forehead with his free hand, putting pressure just to keep his head from feeling like something is trying to push its way out of it.
He doesn't know if he should be called Super High School Level Hope, because all he's feeling right now is Despair.
Hinata grabs onto one train of thought, something, anything to just not feel like he's losing his mind.]
I... I would never spend any time with you... Someone who could hurt Nanami like this, I would never have anything to do with you... You're wrong. You have to be wrong...!
[He doesn't feel anymore "together" than he did a second ago, but Hinata is not going to take this laying down. He still has enough of a grip on himself to not keep quiet.]
You... said I'm Super High School Level Hope, right? [He doesn't feel it at all right now, but even the thought of having a talent makes some weight on his chest lift.] That should mean I can stand against your Despair. So I'll find a way... even if I have to make one myself somehow.
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[ It's funny that Junko can't help but look at him through the screen, rather confused. Of course, technically she knows that it wasn't actually him in a way, but it's so much better and despair inducing to push and shove it in this direction, so she decides to stick to her guns and make things worse.
She'll enjoy it. ]
Upupu... do you want me to show the proof? I can, you know! I totally definitely can. Because you see, I'll crush those hopes just like that. I'd like to see you try standing up to my Despair. But first, you'll have to save precious little Nanami-chan! I mean, by just standing there and talking, you're just cutting her life short. You might as well be killing her.
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Hinata doesn't grace Enoshima with a response, in spite of his morbid curiosity about that "proof" and a desire to see something from his forgotten memories, but instead he speaks lowly to the wounded girl he still has an arm wrapped around.]
Nanami... Is there anything back the way you came? Any other path we might be able to take?
[He already knows the answer, or is pretty sure that he does, but Hinata asks anyway because he has to be sure. Nanami wouldn't have come all this way and suffered through all this pain without a reason, though.
Yet... They can't stay here, and Enoshima is making it sound like the path ahead could be just as bad. If not worse. Exhausting all other options is essential here, because the clock is ticking but Hinata only has one shot at getting her out.
If Hinata can't get Nanami somewhere safer before he gets wounded as badly as her... Both of them will die down here.]
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Hinata places his hand on her shoulder, seeing her struggling.] Alright. Don't try to talk. [His voice is very soft, and the smile he manages almost feels like a goodbye.] I'm sure this is a trap, so... I'll go first. You're not in any shape to face whatever's beyond that door. Whatever happens... Don't give up.
[He lets go slowly to ensure that she won't fall when he releases her, and Hinata turns to face the door. With his hand on the knob, he freezes to say one more thing.]
H-hey, Nanami? I just wanted to say...
[No. He shouldn't say something like that now.]
A-actually, never mind. I'll tell you that when we get out.
...But I should say thank you. For the way you always encourage us during the trials, and for just... being you. [He's awful at things like this. Hinata can't say anymore than that.] No matter what, don't give up. Don't forget.
[It's the last thing he says as he twists the doorknob open.]
1/...probably 2
Of course, it's probably too late, it's probably- ]
Hinata-kun, don't!
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[ But the trap doesn't activate and Enoshima notices this. Or rather, no, it's not that the trap doesn't activate. It's already been activated by someone else; a mysterious figure covered in blood. It's hard to see through the shadows, even more so that the area is darkened, but she sure seems rather surprised.
> Investigate? ]
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But he doesn't take anything for granted. Even if Enoshima had sounded surprised for a moment, he still expects that something could come out and injure him - or worse - at any time.
Hinata pitches his voice so Nanami will hear him, but tries to be careful not to be too loud.] Don't come in here yet, Nanami. I'll let you know if it's safe.
[And if it's not... Well. She'll probably know from the scream.
...But Hinata moves forward, and he's still not screaming from the pain that he probably should've been in by now. Did that Enoshima trick me, or is something else-]
...Huh?
[That's... That looks like a person, doesn't it? It's hard to see in the dark, aside from the fact that there seems to be a vaguely human shape standing there, but...
Could this be part of the trap, or is it something else?]
Is... [Not loud enough. Hinata clears his throat and tries again.] Is someone there?
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[ What comes out of the dark is a man in dark clothes, speaking in a rather monotone voice. He seems to be stabbed in various areas, sixteen spears spears running through him, but it surprisingly hasn't hit a vital area. ]
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Wha... What- Who are you...?!
[It all hits him at once.
First is the horror at the state of the young man's body and the blood it's covered in. He looks as damaged as Nanami, if not more so, and Hinata can't believe the ease with which he's able to speak. There isn't even an inflection of pain in his voice.
And speaking of that voice... Hinata feels something prickle at the back of his mind, like there's something important he's forgotten and needs to remember, but for the life of him he can't figure out what it is. All he knows is that his head starts to hurt if he lets himself linger on it too long. But there's something that even he can't deny.
That voice is familiar. So familiar that it sets his teeth to grinding, on edge, because it sounds so much like the voice he hears every day - his own.
That's... That's ridiculous, though, it's impossible...!]
Wh-what trap was in here? [Hinata's voice is a little steadier than when he had asked the other who he is.] And why... Why did you spring it? Did you- [Don't tell me-!] You aren't the one who did that to yourself, are you?!
1 / 2
You would have died if I did not stop the trap myself. It is something that will only spring once. Therefore, she is safe. And you are safe as well.
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[ Whether she's talking to him or Kamukura, it's almost near impossible for anyone to tell, but she can't help but part her lips slightly as she reels slightly, her hands at her heart before she catches herself, looking at the Hinata that's closest to her. ]
Hinata-kun!! You... need to help him, you need to help the other Hinata-kun.
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[He shakes his head, though. Hinata doesn't know how he's supposed to do that, but Nanami is right. It doesn't matter if that's "him" or somebody else who just sounds like him - he saved the two of them, and Hinata will try to help him if he can. Uncertainly, his hand stretches towards the young man who resembles him.]
We should get out of here and get help for you and Nanami. These wounds... Neither of you can carry on like this, you'll lose too much blood.
[Do they need to bind the wounds? Will that even help in this instance, when they're so deep and bleeding so profusely? What he wouldn't give to be the Super High School Doctor instead of Super High School Level Hope right now... Although he isn't feeling super hopeful in this situation, so he's calling even that into question.]
The rest... The rest we have to figure out later, there's no time right now. Since you were able to get in here, do you know the way out?