http://stealsumbrellas.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stealsumbrellas.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] niteo_logs2011-03-12 06:01 pm

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. ♥

[identity profile] stealsdreams.livejournal.com 2011-03-14 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
Alma took the opportunity to seize Kanda by the throat again, claws digging into his neck as he grinned maniacally.

Rhode tutted to herself.

"You're not putting on a very good show."
beanstalk: art by <user name=1529296 site=pixiv.com> (→ [tyki] gtfo my throat mikk)

[personal profile] beanstalk 2011-03-14 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
Kanda let out a choked sound, immediately reaching up to try and pry the hands off of him. He didn't pay attention to the claws digging in; he knew those wounds would heal in time. Kanda was stuck in a position where he couldn't kick Alma off as easily as he had before. He'd have to force him off, somehow, to gain any sort of ground.

Dammit.

[identity profile] stealsdreams.livejournal.com 2011-03-14 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Alma pressed closer, fully intending on crushing Kanda's windpipe beneath his fingers.

Rhode watched, her chin in her hands, with the utmost interest.

"It's too bad~&hearts. I hoped you would have figured it out by now."
beanstalk: art by <user name=1529296 site=pixiv.com> (→ the pain will never stop me)

[personal profile] beanstalk 2011-03-14 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Kanda clenched his teeth but made mo other indication that he was suffering what-so-ever. He couldn't wait any longer; he couldn't not do this any longer. The situation was the exact same as it was nine years ago.

If he didn't kill Alma, then he would die.

He didn't want to do it. It was obvious that he didn't, after being given nearly six months of more time with him.

He had to. He wanted to live. He wanted to find that person, even if it meant going back to the fucked up Order, even if it meant leaving Alma behind. He could still hear her voice, even, in the back of his mind, calling to him, repeating the same line she always had: Before the petals fall.

He had to.

Kanda let his sword hand fall, now only holding onto one of Alma's wrists. He clenched the hilt of the sword so hard his knuckles turned white, and before he did anything he only had one thing to choke out:

"I'm sorry." And the blade with through Alma's chest.

[identity profile] stealsdreams.livejournal.com 2011-03-14 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
It was like time froze, outside of that one singular moment. The akuma, with Mugen through his chest. Kanda Yuu being trapped by the claws around his neck.

And, through it all, Rhode Kamelot: Version Two-Point-Oh, cackling, even though she had just lost control of the Exorcist.

But just before Kanda Yuu woke up, she managed one last bit of strength.

Alma pulled himself closer, along Mugen's blade, to choke in Kanda's ear:

"You're not."

Before collapsing on top of the Exorcist, which jolted him out of the dream world, and back into Nesreca.