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come_sailaway2022-09-01 08:00 pm
neverleave) wrote in come_sailaway2022-09-01 08:00 pm
Treat those pesky feelings like a reading light [OTA]
Who: Natsuno Yuuki and YOU
When: September, before the beach event
Where: All around
What: Weird stuff from home, trashy movies as coping mechanism, looking for distractions and retail therapy.
Warnings: None yet, but discussion of canon events may contain death, violence and suicide. Will update as needed
Take a look, it's in a book (All around)
[Natsuno tries not to think about Sotoba. He always hated that miserable village, and now he's dead and Sotoba burned to the ground. Lately he has to try harder, ever since running into some familiar zombies, but his repression game is still going strong... until he visits the library one day and finds a copy of Shiki by Seishin Muroi.
Seishin Muroi, Sotoba's junior monk. Natsuno had all but forgotten about him, but apparently he was so involved with the shiki invasion he wrote the freaking book.
As it turns out though, the book doesn't seem to have anything to do with the demise of Sotoba. Apparently it's the story of Cain and Abel, except Abel is a zombie? No plot, just Cain's internal monologue? What the hell is this philosophical bullshit? Whether he's out on the deck, eating in the buffet, sprawled on a couch in Sand Dollars or sitting in the lounge, Natsuno always has the book with him, always wearing an incredulous frown as he reads. He may even flag someone down to ask their opinion - THAT'S how weirded out he is.]
Why would a book try to make me feel bad for someone who kills his brother and doesn't even know why?
[Or maybe you run into him after he tosses the book aside and asks:]
What's the dumbest twist ending you've ever seen?
To the late night, double feature, picture show (Pool deck)
[A seemingly empty package from sundries has brought on a steady stream of new and conflicting memories. Every day another memory worms into his mind, of things he didn't remember or remembered differently. Are these the memories of another Natsuno, or something that was taken from him and returned just now? He doesn't know and it's eating away at him.
Movies provide a brief but welcome distraction. Natsuno has a small collection, received in a much nicer package, and he's taken over the adult pool screen to play them. He's camped in a pool chair, watching movie after movie: Little Shop of Horrors, Young Frankenstein, Ginger Snaps, Chopping Mall, Leprechaun.
Care to join him? Or maybe you just want to tell him to knock it off.]
Don't feel those feelings, hold them in instead (All around)
[Movies end, and reading is too passive to distract him from the new memories and the tangled mess of emotion and existential dread. Natsuno has to find other ways to destress:
A. The arcade, where he moves from game to another, unable to focus on one for too long. He even tries the whack-a-mole, until he accidentally breaks the machine with a supernaturally-charged, frustrated blow. The claw machine gets smashed as well, on purpose this time, as he picks up a portable tetris.
B. The sports deck, where he sets up a ping-pong table against the rail and lines it up with various items from the shops for target practice. Maybe shooting things will make him feel better?
C. Do some retail therapy, which in Natsuno's case means picking up anything he can use as in improvised weapon. He has more than enough knives in his cabin, not to mention a gun and a flamethrower, but at this point it's become a weird coping mechanism. Catch him going back and forth from the cabins, picking up EpiPens from the infirmary, rocks from the spa and dumbbells from the gym, just to name a few.]
The wildcard option
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When: September, before the beach event
Where: All around
What: Weird stuff from home, trashy movies as coping mechanism, looking for distractions and retail therapy.
Warnings: None yet, but discussion of canon events may contain death, violence and suicide. Will update as needed
Take a look, it's in a book (All around)
[Natsuno tries not to think about Sotoba. He always hated that miserable village, and now he's dead and Sotoba burned to the ground. Lately he has to try harder, ever since running into some familiar zombies, but his repression game is still going strong... until he visits the library one day and finds a copy of Shiki by Seishin Muroi.
Seishin Muroi, Sotoba's junior monk. Natsuno had all but forgotten about him, but apparently he was so involved with the shiki invasion he wrote the freaking book.
As it turns out though, the book doesn't seem to have anything to do with the demise of Sotoba. Apparently it's the story of Cain and Abel, except Abel is a zombie? No plot, just Cain's internal monologue? What the hell is this philosophical bullshit? Whether he's out on the deck, eating in the buffet, sprawled on a couch in Sand Dollars or sitting in the lounge, Natsuno always has the book with him, always wearing an incredulous frown as he reads. He may even flag someone down to ask their opinion - THAT'S how weirded out he is.]
Why would a book try to make me feel bad for someone who kills his brother and doesn't even know why?
[Or maybe you run into him after he tosses the book aside and asks:]
What's the dumbest twist ending you've ever seen?
To the late night, double feature, picture show (Pool deck)
[A seemingly empty package from sundries has brought on a steady stream of new and conflicting memories. Every day another memory worms into his mind, of things he didn't remember or remembered differently. Are these the memories of another Natsuno, or something that was taken from him and returned just now? He doesn't know and it's eating away at him.
Movies provide a brief but welcome distraction. Natsuno has a small collection, received in a much nicer package, and he's taken over the adult pool screen to play them. He's camped in a pool chair, watching movie after movie: Little Shop of Horrors, Young Frankenstein, Ginger Snaps, Chopping Mall, Leprechaun.
Care to join him? Or maybe you just want to tell him to knock it off.]
Don't feel those feelings, hold them in instead (All around)
[Movies end, and reading is too passive to distract him from the new memories and the tangled mess of emotion and existential dread. Natsuno has to find other ways to destress:
A. The arcade, where he moves from game to another, unable to focus on one for too long. He even tries the whack-a-mole, until he accidentally breaks the machine with a supernaturally-charged, frustrated blow. The claw machine gets smashed as well, on purpose this time, as he picks up a portable tetris.
B. The sports deck, where he sets up a ping-pong table against the rail and lines it up with various items from the shops for target practice. Maybe shooting things will make him feel better?
C. Do some retail therapy, which in Natsuno's case means picking up anything he can use as in improvised weapon. He has more than enough knives in his cabin, not to mention a gun and a flamethrower, but at this point it's become a weird coping mechanism. Catch him going back and forth from the cabins, picking up EpiPens from the infirmary, rocks from the spa and dumbbells from the gym, just to name a few.]
The wildcard option
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If this is a story about freedom, does it really excuse letting go of his other half?
( as it's not something she can come to terms with easily, considering her own other half who is part of her... they make up one person, and though castor's actions and personality are different from her own; she'd never let him go. he's an avenger, a class that born of hatred speak of love, it'd only be a matter of time until love would seep past his lips overflowing.
the same could be said for that person in this story. )
That was still someone he cared for, and while we do learn it's part of himself... couldn't he have kept and grew with it? Eventually they could have left together...
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[Maybe Natsuno is still taking the story too literally, but the protagonist did believe he murdered his own brother for no reason. Someone who's capable of that, even in his secret heart of hearts, isn't a person Natsuno can accept.
No, a person like that is a coward. If you need to make tough choices to get what you want, the least you can do is acknowledge reality.]
But I think if he could have accepted that part of himself, this story would never happen. Leaving together would mean there will always be something binding him to that hill no matter how far he traveled.
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( then why must he die at the end, along with his brother? why must fate take both of them and not one? it's always been cruel, yes, a horrible outcome when a person disrespects the gods. )
The moment he realized that he had no one but himself was the moment he died... It's upsetting, he was stronger when he had someone.
( she feels as though she should ask what the hill symbolizes from how the other talks about it, it sounds terrifying in a way. a place where he felt trapped, but to wander the wasteland with his brother not alive anymore, almost like the undead... it doesn't sound so horrible as the book made it out to be, only because at least there was someone, a loved one. he had him even then until... )
sorry this is so late!
[You still have some people you care about, Tatsumi had said right before Tohru attacked him the first time. That's why you won't run away or let this go. Tatsumi was scum, but he was right about that - those few people were the reason he stayed in Sotoba and tried to fight. And it was love for Tohru that made him gave up the fight, because he was fine with letting the hated village become his grave if it meant Tohru would survive...
He doesn't regret any of it, even if cutting these ties would have given him less pain.]
looks at the date, looks away... we are right on time
( she leans back in her chair, her eyes looking now at the table as a small frown pulls at her features. she won't cry, no, but she's heartbroken if she's to be honest about it. with a shaky exhale, she clears her throat afterwards while placing her hands against her lap, fingers curling into her palm. )
That bond gave him everything. Love, happiness, sadness and pain... To share that with someone is a strength, to have others is never a weakness.
( it's not as though that bond was a burden. ) Humans, beasts, and gods are all the same, they need someone.