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: 2011-08-19 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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Date: 2011-08-19 11:57 am (UTC)"Persona are power, no power comes without cost. Consider that, consider the pact you made and consider what may happen if you loose yourself to that pact."
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:05 pm (UTC)But now it's owning him, isn't it? He's so desperate to get it back. He's not the master anymore. His shadow is.
That one realization hits him like a freight train, and he wobbles on his stool, struggling to stay upright as he deals with the cold hard fact that he's losing control of his persona.]
I...
I...
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 12:18 pm (UTC)I won't let this stupid town beat me. And I won't let my shadow win, either.
I can do this. No sweat.
[Except he can feel the milk induced madness tugging at him and he grins ever so slightly]
Maybe a little sweat.
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:21 pm (UTC)[She pouts a little]
"Still, remember to own your darkness, do not let it own you or you are simply another ordeal waiting to begin."
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:26 pm (UTC)Thanks for the help, Elizabeth. And don't worry about me. [He twitches, fighting off the madness again]
I'm too awesome to lose to my darkness.
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:32 pm (UTC)"As for worry, I merely worry about what happens when a persona takes control, for the consequences of such an action are terrible. I have been told tales."
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:36 pm (UTC)Like I said, I'm too awesome to lose! ... but thanks. I needed that talk.
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Date: 2011-08-19 12:38 pm (UTC)"You are quite welcome. And as I said, perhaps this may not be the best place to regain mastery of yourself."
[She nods]
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Date: 2011-08-19 07:59 pm (UTC)Yeah, I'll call it a short day soon. Don't know where to go, but... not here.
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Date: 2011-08-19 09:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 09:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-19 10:14 pm (UTC)You - [twitch] - you want me to look you up when I get my headphones back? So you can hear the song?