Track 09 - Toxic (Dated August 18-21st)
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princeofjunesAUGUST 18 - RAZOR BLADES
1-A: Action - Kitchen - Morning - Closed
[No more. Yosuke has had enough.
Between Teddie on tuesday and Rin on wednesday, he's done seeing the people he cares about take punishment from the town. Not when he can keep them safe. Not drinking the milk isn't an option, but he can drink it for them. He doesn't need his persona for that. Finally. Finally he can be a hero without it, he can protect his friends without it. He doesn't have to feel powerless anymore. He can do this.
He can do this.
With the rest of the bottles poured safely down the sink, one more remains, staring him squarely in the face. Popping it open, he steels himself for the worst and starts to drink it down. Huh, just milk. What was the big de-]
1-B: Action/Phone - 947 Beulah Living Room - Late Morning - Open
[The phone is off the hook as Yosuke tries to desperately call for help. It's a bit hard between all the gurgling and coughing up blood, but his voice is kinda sorta recognizable between all of that and the pained whimpers]
Someone... anyone...
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AUGUST 19 - SPECIAL MILK
2-A: Action - Kitchen - Morning - Closed
[He's already dreading the prospect of another day of milk - more than he'll admit to anyone. But after a few deep breaths and punching the table, he steels his resolve for another day of the worst. Like the day before he empties the other bottles, leaving only one for himself. It takes another few minutes to work up the courage to pop open the bottle, and he chugs it without hesitation - it's the only way he can be sure he'll actually drink the stuff. Slamming the bottle down on the table, he smiles. That wasn't so bad. It sure beat razor blades.
Hey, was the kitchen clock always smiling? And singing?
Huh.]
2-B: Action - 947 Beulah St - Front Yard - Late Morning - Open
[Rin's steamroller is parked in the front yard like always.
Not like always is Yosuke atop it, waving a hat wildly as he grips onto his seat and yelling at the top of his lungs.
The steamroller isn't moving. It isn't even on, but he hardly seems to notice.]
YAHOOOOOOOOOO!
SIGNING UP FOR THE RODEO WAS THE BEST IDEA EVER! WHAT A RUSH!
2-C: Action - Afternoon/Evening - Around Town - Open
[Yosuke is wandering the town, eyes unfocused and giggling wildly wherever he goes. Where will you find him? What will he be doing? Only time will tell!]
( OOC: In your reply to this one, pick a location in your comment and I'll come up with something for him to do there )
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AUGUST 20 - HORMONE FREE MILK
3-A: Action - Kitchen - Mid-Morning - Closed
[Only two days in and the thought of the milk already makes him sick. He's dragging his feet this morning, taking his time, and by the time he gets to the kitchen it's later than usual. Is it so wrong to want to enjoy his only moments of safety in the day? After pouring out the other bottles, he hesitates opening his own. Is this what he wants? Another day of misery?
The thought of Teddie or Rin suffering is enough to spur him to action.
It takes a bit more effort this time before he gets the entire bottle put away, but he feels okay once he does. Huh. Maybe today will be alright.]
3-B: Action - The Record Store - Afternoon/Evening - Open
[If the store clerk's swings between shouting, singing, and sobbing aren't indicators of his instability, his continual changing of the store's background music from manic to dirge-like and anywhere inbetween to compliment his mood might help tip customers off.
God help anyone who visits him at work today]
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AUGUST 21 - SPECIAL MILK PART DEUX
4-A: Action - Kitchen - Early Morning - Open to housemates
[He can't sleep. Not after the day he had yesterday. So it's far too early when a Yosuke with bloodshot eyes crawls from bed to face another day. He works quickly this time, he has to force it. Too long thinking about what he's doing will only give him the chance to chicken out. The same routine. Empty the rest, leave one for himself. His hand is shaking as he raises the bottle to his lips, but once more he gets the contents down.
And in his last moments of clarity for the day, he lets himself have a few minutes to cry, face down on the table.]
4-B: Action - Afternoon - The Grocery Store - Open
[Everything seems normal as Yosuke goes around, collecting odds and ends they need at home. Aside from the fact that he's continually looking over his shoulder and sweat is trickling down his brow. Everything's fine. Totally normal.
How are you?]
4-C: Action - Late Afternoon - Mayfield Streets - Open
[As Yosuke walks home, grocery bags in hand, his symptoms in the grocery store seem to have only gotten worse. He's dodging from bush to bush as he makes his way home, trying to avoid being seen by who knows what and occasionally breaking into as much of a spring he can manage while holding grocery bags. He's breathing hard, and his body seems to be shaking, but who knows if it's from exhaustion or something else]
4-D: Action - Evening/Night - 947 Beulah St. - Bathroom - Open to hosemates/people coming over to chceck on him
[Yosuke has locked himself in the bathroom. Muttering can be heard from outside, as well as heavy breathing and the occasional blood-curdling scream]
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Date: 2011-08-18 10:40 am (UTC)Oh, right. So that's how it is. You walk in here demanding a song that doesn't even exist yet, and I just have to drop everything to find it for you!
Alright, princess. What song.
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Date: 2011-08-18 10:47 am (UTC)"Every day's great at your... Something..."
[She ponders]
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Date: 2011-08-18 11:49 am (UTC)[His voice is barely a whisper, his entire body shaking slightly as memories come flooding in. Memories of home, of working, of Saki-senpai and the case, of Nanako-chan and the darkest months of all their lives. How could he forget. How could he ever forget, or take them so lightly, or for a moment hesitate about going home.
Anger turns to sorrow in a second as he fights the tears welling up in his eyes, the song coming out raggedly]
E-every day's great... at... y-your Junes...
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Date: 2011-08-18 11:57 am (UTC)[She blinks and peers at him]
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Date: 2011-08-18 12:07 pm (UTC)... the jingle's actually on my mp3 player, but I don't have it as a record. Like you said, it doesn't exist yet.
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Date: 2011-08-18 12:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-18 04:11 pm (UTC)[He seems close to tears again, but he's holding it together]
I-I'll stop by when I get my player back... let you take a listen.
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Date: 2011-08-18 04:53 pm (UTC)"Hrm... Have you been caught in the terror of the milk and had your emotions thrown askew?"
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Date: 2011-08-18 05:05 pm (UTC)Oh, right! So just because I get a little damn teary eyed, obviously something is screwing with my emotions! It's not like a guy can EVER get a little sad!
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Date: 2011-08-18 05:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-18 09:04 pm (UTC)Y-yeah... drank the milk today.
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Date: 2011-08-18 09:07 pm (UTC)[She nods, then stumbles a bit, shaking her head and dabbing her washrag against it a bit]
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Date: 2011-08-18 09:22 pm (UTC)Don't... don't want the family to have to deal with this.
What about you? You don't look great either.
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Date: 2011-08-18 09:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 01:23 am (UTC)[twitch]
Stupid- stupid drones! Always watching, always acting like this is the perfect damn town!
We should just kill them all! Burn this fucking town to the ground! BURN IT ALL! Then we won't have to do this anymore!
[What's that? No, he's totally not unhinged at all!]
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Date: 2011-08-19 09:55 am (UTC)[She ponders and has been doing some research on how to deal with hysteria, so she takes off one of her gloves, walks over and slaps Yosuke]
"Do not sound like one who would start an ordeal. It is undignified."
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Date: 2011-08-19 10:02 am (UTC)Right... sorry. It's been like this all day.
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Date: 2011-08-19 10:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 10:13 am (UTC)Even if I knew someone who would, my face can't take it.
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Date: 2011-08-19 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 11:35 am (UTC)No one is going to sit here and slap my face all day long.
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Date: 2011-08-19 11:42 am (UTC)[She ponders]
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Date: 2011-08-19 11:43 am (UTC)[And by the look on his face he's doing his best to stop himself from going full on depressed]
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Date: 2011-08-19 11:49 am (UTC)"Overcome by the town as well... I see... Alas I am not one who's soul understands Dia... So I am of little assistance."
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Date: 2011-08-19 11:51 am (UTC)[Deep breaths. Deep breaths. He can do this.]
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