08. [video] | january 31

[timelessummoner]

[When Raidou's pale face appears on the screen, you can easily tell something is wrong. But not because he's acting insane or detached or anything of the sort.

No, he looks frightened.]

Someone-- please help me find Alucard-san. Quickly.

If... if anyone finds him, do not leave him alone until I get there.

Alucard-san, if you see this... Wait for me. Please.

[The feed cuts off there.]

[ooc: This post happens after he gets Alucard's message. Keep him from panicking?]

002 - 1/31 Afternoon - Voice

[pathofstrength]

[A short message over the network - opening with a crash and yelling in the background, which fade away behind running footfalls. Relative quiet, then:]

What th' heck is goin' on?!

003 ☼ Audio ☼ Jan. 31st

[knightime]

[Dave was always extremely susceptible to outside influence. It's only normal to find the Black Blood affecting Dave more then one would think it would.

The voice on the audio feed is shaky and scared. It's nothing like the usual, confident Strider.]

They're both gone. Again. Harley and Egbert. I can't...I can't bring them back. The sacrifice he was willing to make...I can't do it here. But if I don't do it, we're fucked. Can't win the session without our heir or witch. Shit. This was my job, and I've fucked it up big time like usual.

[It doesn't make much sense if you didn't know what he's talking about. He lets out a shaky laugh. Was this what losing your mind felt like? He's not sure why he's trying. Maybe he thinks talking to people will help. That's ludicrous. How can they ever think to help him?]

Too many deaths. I can take it back, I swear. It's okay. If I die again, it's fine. The original me is still around. A Doomed me, not the Alpha me. Alpha me will just fix it. No. Don't need anymore dying Daves. Dying Daves mean a doomed time loop. I need to make stable ones. Or those timelines...

Shit.

I can't do this. I was never a hero. Egbert was a hero. Bro was a hero too. But I'm not one. I'm just pretending. Thinking I'll actually be able to do jack shit and make a difference. What type of hero is afraid of dying? Damn i-[The feed ends abruptly. Dave had thrown his communicator across the room he was in.]

January 31st ; Accidental Video ; Night

[saleh]

[By the time the recording begins, the easiest noticeable aspect of the video is that the camera is strangely out of focus and recording from below. It shows the back of a young man, around his early twenties, slightly hunched over the sink of his bathroom. From that angle, one can make out is that he's half-dressed, missing his shirt, and judging from his labored breathing, he seems visibly distressed. The primary source of such torment might just be the round, pinkish scar on the right side of his back, few inches above the waistband of his pants.]

Heh... hahah... it's not like me to get carried away over something so... trivial...

[He tenses up, and grips the edges of the sink, knuckles turning white.]

I won't let it get to me... I don't care about it... at all!

[But anger has already consumed him, despite his attempts to deny it. His fists are slammed against the counter and his tensed shoulders sag. He falls silent for a moment, and the sound of his heavy breathing fills the bathroom once again. His small frame starts shaking, his knees buckle slightly, and before he's even aware of it, a mad laughter leaves him and echoes through the whole apartment.

Not even the words he tries to speak can win against the sudden, overwhelming insanity.]