soul_campaign | [ v i d e o ] ☠ feb 14 ☠ mid morning

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[ v i d e o ] ☠ feb 14 ☠ mid morning

[greetings, Death City. it’s your wonderful current acting Shinigami gracing the screens of your communicators, and he has a very, very important announcement. seriously, look at that face. in the background, however, some may notice two girls, the taller one of which was just shaking her head.]

	Good morning. I hope that everyone is enjoying their day so far. However, there are two things I’d like to address with everyone. First. [holding up that abomination of a box of chocolates.] Excalibur, if this is your work again, you could at least leave me out of it. As such these are going directly into the trash. [really, what is with that particular chocolate? anyway, setting those aside to be trashed as stated.] Secondly, I could not help but notice how wrong some of these Valentine’s Day hearts have been. [holds up one. to the casual observer, nothing seems amiss, but Kid will be quick to point out the problem.] If you were to fold it like so, you can see that the halves do not evenly match with one another. [demonstrates. see that sliver of heart that goes over the other half? that’s like. barely noticeable? yeah that.] So as your current acting Shinigami, I thought it only proper if I should instruct everyone as to how to create a perfect heart by—

[ WHAM! Suddenly the door is kicked open and in stumbles Black☆Star, dragging Soul tenderly by the hand(?) ]

Kid! Kid! We got an announcement!

[ He almost gets blushy when he looks over at his BFF. ] ....you wanna tell him?

[Let it be known that Soul did not seem to mind this dragging at all. Heaven forbid, he might have even looked... happy. And not just in his usual Soul way. Like. Genuinely happy.

What is going on.

At the question, though, Soul squirms a bit (yep, squirms), fidgets, fails to make eye contact several times, then mumbles:]

No, you tell him.

But, Souuuuul... [ Black☆Star practically pouts, turning in the direction of the deathscythe before setting his hands on his shoulders. He stares deep and lovingly into his eyes. ] ...maybe if we sing it?

[this? this is a look of pure disgust and horror as Kid just stares at them.]

What the hell is wrong with you two? [and what the hell do they want to tell him? does he even want to know?]

[Wow, Black☆Star. Bro.

You’ve got such nice eyes.

BUT WAIT HE MUST NOT GET DISTRACTED.]

Fine! But you have to start!

[ Black☆Star spares a slightly annoyed glance toward Kid when he interrupts their ~*~broment~*~ ] There’s nothing wrong with us! We just finally realized something that’s been there all along.

[ He turns back toward Soul. ] You could say I’ve been SHOT THROUGH THE HEART [ begins the horrible, off key singing and he grabs Soul’s cheek to pinch it with the next lyric. ] And you’re to blame...

[...oh hell no. he could see where this was going. so while those two bro birds were distracted—]

Liz. Patti.

[guns will soon be in this young Shinigami’s hands, though his weapons were cracking up.]

[Of course, in pursuit of TRUE LOVE, Soul can’t be bothered to notice impending doom on their hands, right?

So now, in an equally off-tune voice, and complete with what he thinks is a totally intense Rockstar Stare, a pinch to Black☆Star’s cheek in return, and a grand sweep of his other hand in Death the Kid’s direction:]

...You give looooouuuuuve~ A BAD NAME!

I ….......um....uh.... [ Black☆Star comes to a dumbfounded pause as he tries to remember the rest of the words, looking to Soul as if they could bust out some dramatic and heartfelt duet. ]

[And that look just makes so much sense.

Forget the fact that they’ve both forgotten the lyrics, guys. THIS IS TRUE LOVE. As such, Soul’s giving his bestest bro ever a big smile, a Meaningful Nod, and then, as he turns back to Kid:]

SHOT THROUGH THE HEART--

[BANG BANG.

two shots, perfectly aimed right at their chests. the force behind it was enough to knock them back to the ground, and Kid just stood there with a deadpan look, the smoke still rising from the barrels of his twin demon pistols.]

Satisfied?

[well they did say "Shot through the heart".......]

[ooc: HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY DEATH CITY. Brought to you by your loveable NPCs. Kid = black (or default); Black☆Star = blue, Soul = yellow. All of them will respond accordingly.]

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Hahahaha. So they're always like that? Not just because of that weird chocolate?

[sigh.]

Perhaps not this idiotic, but they do have their moments at times.

[like. the first day he met them. this was too eerily reminiscent of that time.]

Hehehe. Then it should be okay. It'll probably wear off soon. But just in case, you could try giving them sleeping pills or something.

By the way, I don't think we've met yet. I'm Hughes. Maes Hughes. You must be Death the Kid, correct?

Hm...I may actually consider it. [having those two bozos asleep for the rest of the day would actually be great.]

But yes, that is correct. It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Hughes...if under less than desirable circumstances.

Hehehe. Well, good luck!

Just Hughes is fine, haha. Better than never though! Besides, you were getting a little worked up over the heart thing. What if some poor kid just isn't good at cutting? Even if they fold it and then cut it, it could still be lopsided. I know because this happens to my daughter sometimes. And then they might feel like you're being mean to them or something since you expect them to make perfect hearts. That wouldn't be very good, I think. Especially since you seem like a really good kid.

[Who knows why Hughes is lecturing Shinigami-sama... His paternal instincts must be kicking in.]

[that....certainly was quite the lecture. but he is ready with a response.]

Before I was interrupted, I was going to show a tool that would eliminate any possibility of error.

[and holding up a perfect heart shaped cutter stencil thing.]

They come in child safety versions as well. If one does not have the skill to cut or carve [yes. carve.] the heart on their own, then they can use this. It's also quite efficient as one could cut multiple hearts at once if the paper is thin enough.

Oh.

[Well, that could work.]

I wonder if you should make another post then. That'd probably simplify the process of actually cutting hearts out. [By a lot, really. Why didn't he just say that at the start to begin with? ...wait, did he just say carve?] W- wait, carve? What's that supposed to mean?

[sighs.] I've considered it, but at this point it's just simpler if I handle it on my own. However I will be more aptly prepared for next year.

As for carving, some material may be thicker, such as card stock. It would be more efficient to use a blade like an Exact-o knife to cut the shape out. Of course in such cases you would use another type of stencil to ensure that the shape is carved perfectly.

Huh. Well, if that's what you want.

Oh, okay. [He would have just called it cutting still but...]

...you're really obsessed with perfection, aren't you?

Symmetry, order, balance, perfection—they are all things I strive for and believe to be of utmost importance as my duty as a shinigami.

But yes, one could call it an obsession.

[in fact that's what many a psychiatrist has diagnosed him with but like that would stop him.]

I can see how order and balance play into it. Hrm. I suppose symmetry and perfection could possible maybe sort of be components of that too...

[Well, not really. But speaking of symmetry, wasn't his hair...]

Your hair isn't symmetrical though.

[After saying it, he immediately wonders if he should have kept that to himself. The kid probably already knew it, after all; he would see it if he looked in the mirror. Welp. Whatever.]

[if only this were video. Hughes could have witnessed so many emotions that the poor guy was going through.]

[so.]

[many.]

[emotions.]

[and then the cry of disgust and shame.]

Yes—it's true!!! Despite everything I do, I'll always have these hideous, accursed stripes!! Who am I to tell someone how to be perfect and symmetrical when I can't even do that!?!

I'm a disgrace—worthless—disgusting piece of trash—I don't deserve to be a shinigami let alone take my father's place—

[yes. sobbing. that is him sobbing on the other line.

ARE YOU HAPPY NOW, HUGHES?! ~~"Make Leader of Death City Cry About His Hair" Achievement Unlocked!~~]

[Hughes is thoroughly ~~amused~~ surprised at the reaction he gets. Well, that was completely unintended... ~~Yeah, right.~~]

E- er...u- um...N- no, th- that's not the case at all! Er. H- hey, c- c'mon, don't cry...

[...was this kid really the leader of Death City?

He sighs and clears his throat.]

Listen! You're not! You're a great leader! [Probably.] Don't get so down on yourself! It can't be helped right? You shouldn't linger on stuff you have no control over! I'm sure no one else minds it at all! They're kind of symmetrical—well, vertically—and that's good enough! That counts as perfect in my book! Ahahahah...ha...

[Good job, Maes Hughes. Make the poor kid cry. Man, he had never actually made anyone cry before either...not like that, at least.]

[HE IS UNFIT TO BE ~~GUNDAM~~ LEADER!!

but there's some silence. and then. maybe a sniffle. maybe.]

R...Really? You think so...?

[he should feel ashamed. ashamed.]

[...wow, did that really work?]

But of course! Why would I lie to you? [Well, aside from the obvious.] You're the great leader of Death City! You're above all of that, anyway!

[it's rather similar to how Liz and Patty give him pep talks, so it is highly effective!]

I suppose that is true...[being leader anyway. still he can't help but still be a little uncertain—though that's a different can of worms.

he'll just clear his throat.]

Thank you, Hughes. I...apologize for that.

Yeah, it is. Everyone depends on you too, y'know? That's not just coincidence or anything.

It's no problem; don't worry about it! It happens to everyone every now and again, haha. [...well, not really...] Just focus on what you need to do, and you'll be fine.

[deeeep breath. and exhale. okay, he's back on track.]

You're right, and I'll do my best to meet everyone's expectations and not let any of you down.

[And, wow, did he suddenly sound very serious. Talk about moodswings...]

Right. I'm sure you will!

Anyhow, it was nice finally meeting you. I suppose you have more important things to do than talk to me though, so I'll let you go, hahaha. I'll be seeing you.

[he does that quite often, yes.]

Likewise—[except for the hair thing.]—and it's no real bother and I always enjoy speaking with the guests. However never hesitate to contact me if there's anything you wish to address.

Anything...?

[Ohoho...]

[ v i d e o ] ☠ feb 14 ☠ mid morning

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