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something wicked this way comes.

Characters: Rhode Kamelot's Evil Twin & YOU.
When: The week of March 12th.
Where: Inside your little minds. ♥
Rating: R. Rhode does not play nice normally. She is definitely not playing nice now.
Summary: Rhode's evil doppleganger is causing havoc within the minds of the people of Nesreca. No one is safe -- not her family, not her friends, and especially not her enemies.

Shoot me a PM with details on what you want your character to have nightmares about. NO ONE IS SAFE from evil!Rhode, bwahaha. And she will be invading heads and fucking with people's dreams ALL WEEK.

Have fun, lovelies. ♥

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"I remember well enough." Though, he's lying, and they both knew it.

Yet, Tyki refuses to admit to himself that it's quite disconcerting talking to Joyd, of all people. He'd rather take his chances with the Earl. Or the cheating lad.

"It's a dream because you're not here. You shouldn't be here." Not talking to him. Not taking that form with that kind of grin on his face. And surely, not while he was pleased to see Rhode - the Ninth Child - on the floor. Dead.

"I'm always here."

It's just a simple truth. Always there, always on the edge, always waiting.

And, suddenly, Joyd is at his side, stooping down to touch Rhode's cheek, a single finger wiping blood from the corner of his mouth to lick it with a grin.

He growls again, eyes glowing brighter as Tease begin to appear around him. Tyki glares at Joyd, the message clearly written in his eyes.

Don't you touch her.

Joyd only grins -- the same sadistic maniacal grin that he wore against Allen Walker within the Ark. The Tease don't seem to phase him at all; instead, it only seems to make the Noah more amused.

Like this fool with his attachments could ever defeat someone like him.

But the smile holds some familiar qualities -- the same cockiness, some hint of arrogance, the smirk Tyki wears whenever he talks to Allen and, to a certain extent, Rhode.

It's very much like looking in the mirror.

It is, and that bothers Tyki more than he would care to admit.

But Tyki didn't care at the moment. He rather enjoys his attachments, knowing the pleasure of living two separate lives - unconsciously clinging to his White life more than he should have.

Tyki's hands twitches again, feeling that same familiar itch. The one that said to kill. To see blood, especially the blood of anyone who dared to harm Family. And right now, Joyd isn't family. He never will be, not in Tyki's mind and not while he's stuck in this dream.

"Isn't it time we end this?" End the dream. End it now.

Joyd's hands twitch in the same instance that Tyki's does.

"There is nothing to end. This is who you are."

And Joyd, fast as lightning, rips Rhode from Tyki's grip, Sword of Exorcism and all. The little girl is like a doll in his grip as he dangles her for Tyki to see.

Soon, others appear -- different members of the Family, made human, dead, bleeding on the ground. Cyril, Lulubell -- clinging to some remnant of human life that the Sword has given them, to stop themselves from dying.

Joyd steps backwards, dropping Rhode next to Cyril's dead body with a sickening 'thud', white teeth glinting in the darkness.

"This is your future."

Tyki doesn't react as Joyd takes Rhode away from him or when other members of the Family appears on the ground, bleeding or dead.

He keeps his eyes on the Memory as he gets back to his feet.

Then, Tyki laughs and smirks at Joyd.

"And who's to say that the future can be determined~? I won't turn into you." Because like Wisely said, Tyki's pride is the one thing that won't let the Noah of Pleasure be consumed by the Memory. He will forever refuse to give into it, even if it does mean death.

"You already have."

Joyd darts closer, grinning with the slightest hint of laughter in his throat.

"You feel it, every day, straining, and soon -- "

Joyd's hand darts forward to seize Tyki by the throat, dragging the Noah forward. He smells of blood.

"You will lose."

"Not now," Tyki replies, keeping the growl back as he stares at Joyd. He wraps his hand around Joyd's wrist.

The fact that Joyd smells of blood doesn't surprise him. It rarely ever does. And Tyki tightens his grip around the Memory's wrist.

Joyd's fingers curls around Tyki's throat even more, cackling underneath his breath as he reaches forward, placing a hand against Tyki's chest, before phasing through it.

His claws graze his heart.

"Could you live with yourself if you killed someone you cared about?"

A shift and Joyd centers his hand directly through his scars.

"Would you even care?"

He stiffens, gritting his teeth as he tries to ignore the pain his scars are beginning to give him.

Tyki tightens his grip, eyes completely emotionless as he stares at Joyd, refusing to answer his questions.

The lack of emotion only causes him to grin.

"It's there~. Right under the surface."

There's the tiniest shift just behind Joyd -- the slightest ripple in the air -- but Joyd doesn't seem to notice.

His fingers curl around his heart. The same position Tyki has put dozens of people before in the past.

"You can tell me anything, Ty~ki."

While Joyd doesn't notice the ripple, Tyki does. And he becomes wary. Is it his Rhode or the one that shares her face?

But Tyki smirks, ignoring the fact that his life is in danger at the moment. He tilts his head at the Memory.

"Oh, but I'm afraid that I won't. The only people I'll ever trust is Family." Which Joyd isn't. Never will be. Rhode is. And so is the cheating lad to a certain extent.

"Where is your Family right now?"

The Memory tightens his grip on Tyki's heart, threatening to rip it clean out of his chest --

Until Rhode breaks through into the reality, blood dripping from her hands as she summons a volley of candles, three or four shooting directly into Joyd's back, causing him to break his grip on Tyki.

"Leave him alone," Rhode snarls, tossing another candle at the representation of Joyd, and another, and another, until the Noah is forced to his knees with a choke.

After all, this is her world. And her rules apply.

Tyki coughs a bit when Joyd released him, rubbing his chest as he watches Joyd goes down to his knees.

But then he looks at Rhode, eyes wary although he knows for sure that this one is his. It's not something one can get over so easily. Being trapped in a dream world, and having someone - like yourself, in a way - trying to kill you.

Another candle causes Joyd to be knocked backwards completely and Rhode darts forward, skidding to a stop as she stares at the carnage around them. The dead Family members -- Cyril, Lulubell, herself, run through with Allen's sword --

Her fingers curl into tiny fists as she understands what Tyki must have seen.

The images vanish abruptly, as Rhode seizes control of the realm -- and she darts forward, slowly only inches from Tyki, reaching out a hand to carefully touch his chest.

"Tyki."

It's a soft sound.

I'm here.

His first reaction is to pull away from the touch, his eyes narrowed.

Though, Tyki soon tugs Rhode into a hug, a strained smile on his face. "For once, you're the one who's late this time, love."

When Tyki moves away, her eyes narrow slightly. Tyki never denies her anything... which only serves to infuriate her more.

Tormenting the Exorcists, that was one thing -- tormenting everyone else in this damnable city, that was perfectly fine by her.

But Tyki?

That girl was going to die for this.

Once Tyki tugs her into the hug, though, her arms go around his neck, as tightly as they can, to keep him grounded.

"Well, you're a bad influence," Rhode mutters, but it's soothing.

She isn't going to allow anything to happen to him anymore.

Tyki relaxes a bit, burying his nose into her hair. It really is Rhode this time. Not the evil twin.

He chuckles a bit at her reply, lifting her up so that he's carrying her.

"I'm hardly that much of a terrible influence. That aside, it's time we leave this place, don't you?" Because he refuses to remain in this dream world. Not where there's still a possibility he'll continue to be haunted by the visions that he's seen.

"You're an awful influence. You're lazy and you gamble too much and you drink like a fish."

But Rhode relaxes in his hold, letting her legs dangle, as she closes her eyes to slip them back into the real world.

And, just like that, they're standing within Nesreca once again.

"And yet you're always with me, love."

He releases a sigh, which could be one of relief, but who knows at this point. Tyki is going to certainly carry her up to his room now. There's no way he's planning to let go of his niece anytime soon now that she's here.

"That's because you give me whatever I want."

She rests her chin on his shoulder, not complaining at the tight hold or the fact that they're obviously not going to her room. She wants to stay with him, anyway. No one else can keep his mind safe.

There's a quiet pause.

"You won't lose control. Tyki isn't an idiot like Allen."

So don't ever worry about it because I won't let it happen, so long as you don't want it to.

Tyki doesn't answer, choosing to hum in acknowledgment instead. He knows that she'll be there with him. She's always been there. But this is a fear that he intends to keep to himself if he can.

Thank you. It should be felt in the air, with the way Tyki's arms tightens around her briefly before relaxing.

Once they reach his room, Tyki puts Rhode down.

She moves her arms around his waist to hug him tightly and frowns up at him with searching eyes, to make sure, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he is okay.

She will be there for as long as he needs her there.

"Do you want me to look?"

To get rid of it. To ensure he will never see whatever he saw again.

something wicked this way comes.

Do you need any more rooms, Rhode?

She needs at least twelve more plus a pony. Get to it, Tyki.

Where is he going to get the pony?

Well, she's sure some of the people evil!Tyki probably killed in Credinta had ponies.

He'll take Rhode there then.

YESSS. Stealing funtiems.

Always~ they can steal cake while they're at it too.

Lots and lots and lots of cake. Tyki can even find new playing cards. And booze. Somewhere.

Hey now. So long as there's booze, Tyki will find it.

Rhode knew he was good for something.

lol Your uncle has a built in booze-radar, Rhode!

It's too bad she's not 'old' enough for that particular talent, but she'll take what she can get.

They could find new dresses for her too.

Lots of new dresses. <3 1/2

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