00X. [Video/Action - Fourth Wall Event]

[ardent]

[Ishimaru seems to finally be seeing fit to make an appearance, having been oddly absent since the weirdness started yesterday; it's not that he hasn't noticed the strangeness, he just hasn't been too inclined to comment, despite his usual inclination for enthusiastic, socially-awkward pep talks that no one really asked for.

After all, he's been in something of an odd state lately himself.]

[VIDEO]

[Well, he's certainly breaking the radio silence now, at any rate.

The video flickers alive from a vantage point reasonably low to the ground, though it's a good enough distance away for the figure in it to be fully given - the white gakuran is definitely familiar, and it's likely that the route in the background is as well; he's near Goldenrod, at any rate. However, the actual person in the shot is both familiar and not - he shares Ishimaru's build and features, though the white hair is definitely new, as is the dark, heavy makeup around his eyes and the downright manic smirk twisting his expression.

The fact that his eyes appear to be quite literally on fire as opposed to just adhering to the bad cliché and staying all figurative about it is also pretty high on the Not Okay scale.

As a matter of fact, neither of this is looking Okay, as far as Ishimaru is normally concerned; while he's always been a weirdly intense kid, he's always been pacifistic, but it seems that's gone straight out the window in the name of whatever the hell he seems to be doing today. He's seated in the video, stance sprawling and casual, and he's leaning forward against some sort of...stick? Is that a stick? It's a bit hard to tell in the video, though there appears to be Japanese characters written on it, though they're blurry due to distance and a bit difficult to make out upside-down besides. What can be made out, however, is exactly what he's sitting on - and that would be the downed forms of a pair of Team Rocket grunts, judging by the familiar uniforms and the red R insignia visible on the one he's directly on.

He just gives another of those manic smirks at the camera, raising his left hand; three non-expanded Pokéballs are pinned between his fingers.]

Caught these stupid fuckers trying to take advantage of the chaos to prey on those weaker than them, so I thought I'd put a stop to that - it'd be an insult to my honor and the memory of my brother to let them beat up a girl, after all!

[The grunt closest to the ground makes a noise then; it seems to catch his attention.]

Oh, hey, you bastard - you finally waking up? It's about time.

[He finally deigns to get up and let the grunts below him struggle to their feet, though he's quick to swing that stick upwards to establish both a visible threat and ensure they keep their distance from him - giving the camera a full view of the dual spikes on the end in the process.

Yeah, thing's a fucking pickaxe.]

Let that be a message to you fuckers - try to pull that sort of stupid shit again and I'll wreck at least four points on your median plane, you got that?!

[...whatever that means, bro.

At any rate, once the...uh, evildoers there have gotten the hell out of the frame, the camera's going to get its jittercam on as he makes his way over and picks it up; that weird, manic expression still hasn't left.]

And let that be a message to you bastards as well - but I bet that goes without saying, doesn't it?



[OOC]

[Right, well! For the canon-unfamiliar who nevertheless don't mind spoilers, this post is being brought to you courtesy of a thing called Ishida - an alternate personality that Ishimaru develops midway through chapter three as an escape from a mental breakdown following the execution in chapter two. He's far more confident overall in dealing with people than Ishimaru is, but unfortunately he fails at social about a million times worse; he's abrasive, profane, ridiculously hotblooded and generally a bit of an orzfest, and when it comes to his appearance, you will find that I was not exaggerating.

Tags will continue to come from this journal, but they will be featuring this particular hot mess; if you want action, he's going to be sticking close to Goldenrod if he has a say, but like with most fourth wall things, I will not balk if you want him elsewhere - go ahead and assume glitching happened, if you like! Ishimaru isn't going to remember shit about this particular fiasco after the weekend passes, so uh. Enjoy him while he's here?]

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[ACTION]

[diamondo]

[It's not really surprising that Mondo misses the post to the network; he's not very good at keeping up with the posts in the first place, after all. What is surprising is that he has a reason this time.

That reason might just be the motorcycle he's currently roaring through town on.

In fact, he probably wouldn't have even paid much attention to Ishida (there have been a lot of strange things happening today - Ishimaru with white hair and eyeflames would be one of the least strange things - but the two Rocket Grunts running by as though the devil himself was after them.

Normally Mondo would have left it well enough alone, but today he's feeling arrogant and cocky and why the fuck not, let's investigate!

...His investigation stalls a moment later when he recognizes that white uniform.]

Hey, aniki-- Whoa, what happened to your hair?

[...]

Are your eyes on fire!?

[......]

What the fuck!?

[ardent]

[Well, shit, that's a lot of noise, isn't it - Ishida's quick to whip around at the sound of all that mechanical whatnot stopping nearby because somehow, somehow he's able to call up the knowledge that there aren't supposed to be cars here. He has no goddamn idea how he knows that; he hasn't been here long enough to work all that out, and the idiots with the uniforms - Team Rocket, and he doesn't know how he knows that either - just happened to be ripping off someone in his general vicinity. Right place at the wrong time, or maybe the wrong place at the right time. Who knew, and more importantly, who cared? He'd beaten hell out of them, but he'd let them go.

But the sound of a vehicle likely wasn't good; stupid fuckers better not have brought in reinforcements. He has a weapon, yeah, but he's not a goddamn superhero; if they've got one of those guys with biceps bigger than his head, then he's screwed seven ways from Sunday and he knows it.

However, the person he does end up seeing is more startling than any possible reinforcer they could have brought in.]

I...!

[.......]

What the hell sort of questions are those?!

[...let's...get defensive, that's a great idea.]

Aniki, what are you doing here?!

[diamondo]

Really fucking important questions! Doesn't that fucking hurt!?

[Well, apparently not since Ishimaru is just standing there-- wait. Did he just cuss!?]

The fuck's wrong with you, aniki? I've been here since you have, or around the same time or something. Look, that's not important. What the fuck happened to you?

[...]

Hey, is that my pickaxe? Where the fuck did you get that?

[2 + 2 = sailing right over his head.]

[ardent]

And how the fuck was I supposed to know that?! I just woke up here, so unless that's the case for you too, you're going to have to be more specific than that!!

As for the pickaxe, I...

[He trails off somewhere in the middle of all the shouting, turning the thing over in his hands as though actually properly examining it for the first time.

He shrugs after a moment, though.]

...that's actually a really good question - I just kind of had it!

[diamondo]

Why the fuck are you cussing!?

[Okay, that's throwing him off worse than anything else here, though Ishimaru's words are beginning to worry him too.]

Don't you remember waiting for Naegi to show up here and then that really fucking awkward conversation we had with him? We've been here for awhile, aniki. We didn't just wake up here.

[...As far as the pickaxe goes... well, Mondo can't really complain too much about that and he returns that shrug.]

Well, don't go getting yourself in over your head. You're lucky those grunts didn't run off to get the Execs or something!

[ardent]

Why do you have such a stick up your ass about it?! You cuss all the fuckin' time!!

[...that actually technically answers the question of why he's doing it, when you think about it. Not that he's going to point that out or anything - he has more important things to worry about.

Like Mondo's words after that. Those actually seem to be what throw him; you can practically see his brain come to a screaming halt.]

Y-Yeah. Yeah, I remember talking to Naegi, I think - shit, that feels like such a long time ago, though, and I definitely just came around here in the last few hours.

[.........]

What the fuck, aniki, seriously.

[youcrazydiamond]

[And this pigtailed redhead (resplendent in dark green school uniform with plaid skirt and knee socks) is just kind of hanging out watching the carnage as it unfolds, possibly less horrified with regard to the whole pickaxe thing than she probably should be, all things considered.

Also the white hair and flaming eyes don't seem to faze her, either. Probably because it's not like she hasn't seen worse before.]

Wow.

[Blink, blink.]

Hey, do you play tennis?

[ardent]

[Hey, he honestly prefers people not be fazed, there are only so many times he can handle being asked shit like "What the hell happened to you" and "Are you feeling any better - oh shit you're not feeling better are you" and "Uh, doesn't that...hurt? That whole business with your eyes, I mean."

So the less fazed, the better, really.]

And what the hell kind of question is that?!

[...]

But no, I don't.

[youcrazydiamond]

[Bro, your eyes are literally on fire, are you aware of this.

Oh, you are?

Well, no point in wasting time pointing out the obvious, then.]

I dunno.

[She shrugs.]

You've got a great swing. You should try it sometime.

[ardent]

[Yeah, he's worked it out, actually. Not too aware of it normally, but he did get a look in the mirror sometime after Naegi tried to ask him about it as tactfully as possible.

Shit's kinda freaky, he'll agree with that much.]

...yeah, I'll keep that shit in mind next time I have free time and a fucking tennis court. Not exactly things I have back home, and I just got here so hell only knows when I'll find either.

[youcrazydiamond]

Are you seriously like trying to make yourself sound tough or something with all the swearing? I mean, okay, great, you're super edgy, congratulations, we're all impressed. Sorta. Not really.

I mean, it's like you're throwing it in just to be gratuitous. Like that sprig of parsley they always put on fancy dishes or whatever. Like why the fuck is it even there? Who knows? Mystery for the ages.

[ardent]

I dunno, probably for the same reason you sound like you have way too many centipedes buried somewhere sensitive - look, if you're trying to find a gentleman, then I'm sorry you didn't find one. There's a town back that way, you might want to try there.

[video]

[soundmind]

[







Yeah, okay.]

Cool...

[Maka the dude is obviously insane.]

[video]

[ardent]

Hey, come on, Albarn! What's that sort of reaction for?

[...well, on the plus side, the crazy thing seems to remember you!

On the negative, the...crazy thing seems to remember you, um...]

[video]

[soundmind]

You beat the crap out of them, that's awesome!

[WHO DOESN'T HAVE ENOUGH SENSE TO REALIZE THAT A FRIEND BEING CRAZY IS A BAD THING. THIS GAL.]

[video]

[ardent]

[Man, there's a reason he gets on so well with you, crazy or not.

That said, he's not used to having that sort of shit condoned, but...

do we really want to encourage this oh hell of course we do]

Well, I'm not going to stand around and do nothing! If they're looking for trouble, they're going to get it!!

[video]

[soundmind]

Damn right! Letting punks like that get away with hurting other people is something I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for.

Try not to let that pickaxe slip, though.

action

[superordinary]

[ Okay so weird things are going on and Naegi is completely and utterly clueless as to what the hell is happening anymore. He is about fifty shades of confused right now, let's be real here. And this? This is another layer of what the hell are you smoking, Johto and it's not okay

like, at all. ]

I-I-Ishimaru-kun?

[ ...Maybe approaching Ishimaru in his current state wasn't such a good idea. ]

action

[ardent]

[Hey, the whole situation is weird as hell, as far as he's concerned; he's more than slightly on-edge and he's twitching decidedly more than usual, as though trying to work out what to do with himself physically, but at the very least he doesn't seem openly hostile - not toward Naegi, anyway, there's no reason for that. Not when there are assholes ripping off little girls to deal with, they're obviously a bigger problem.

Even if you people really don't listen very well...]

We've been over that before, haven't we - or have you forgotten already?! Don't call me that anymore!

[viiru2alert]

Tho thith ith your true form.

[Remember that weird alien kid you had an argument with ever so long ago, Ishida? No? Well here he is, and he's an actual alien this time.]

Well, I like you a hell of a lot more now, anyway.

[ardent]

[Hell, you've got a wicked lisp, don't you?

At any rate, though - it takes Ishida a moment to recognize who the hell this person even is; the whole alien thing's kinda distracting and all, so it's going to take a moment of the wheels almost visibly turning before the realization comes - due in no small part to those goddamn trendy glasses again.

It's not an entirely unpleasant realization, if for no better reason than this time the conversation is both so far decent and thankfully devoid of idiotic questions.]

True form...? It is now, anyway! And far preferable to what it was before at that!

[viiru2alert]

[Yep. He had a lisp before, but it was much weaker because his human body reduced the size of his double canines somewhat. But now that he's back to being a troll, they're as big and obnoxious as ever.]

Agreed.

What the fuck was up with human you anyway, though? He's completely different.

[...Sollux still doesn't realize that the world now operates on Dangan Ronpa stylization logic.]

[ardent]

[To be fair, most people in Dangan Ronpa don't understand Dangan Ronpa stylization logic. Either that or they'll accept Syo's massive tongue but flaming eyes are juuuust out of the bounds of what might be considered acceptable, whatever.]

What are you talking about?! I'm still perfectly human - not who I was before, but human just the same!

[viiru2alert]

...You are?

[Oh.]

What the fuck is that, then? Magic? Psionics? Do humans have fucking psionics?

[As a demonstration, Sollux's eyes begin glowing, and red and blue sparks fly from them in much the same manner that fire does from Ishida's eyes.]

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