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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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"You should~♪ be."

And, suddenly, there are arms around his waist as Rhode hugs Tyki from the side, resting her chin on his hip as she stares up at him, with the same impossibly wide eyes that she uses whenever she wants something.

Normally, it's a lollipop, or Allen Walker.

Unfortunately for Tyki, this time, it's blood.

"Do you want to see why?"

Tyki stiffens when he feels those arms, forcing himself not to phase out of the hug that he's grown so accustomed to.

He glances down at her, his hands twitching.

"I'm afraid I'll have to pass."

"How is Joyd♪, Tyki~?"

It's a cold tone, entirely unlike Rhode, the question completely unlike her. Rhode knows better than to ever question the eternal struggle between the Noah inside and the humanity that many surrender rather than give up the fight. Because Rhode, now more than ever, knows how difficult it is to reconcile humanity with your true purpose.

"I can show you what's coming. ♪"

Fuck. Why did she have to mention Joyd? Tyki holds back a growl, refusing to say anything about the Memory he refuses to allow to consume him.

Phasing through the hug, Tyki watches her warily.

"As I've stated before, I'm afraid I'll have to pass. I have other matters to attend to."

The scenery is already changing.

Tyki is now aboard the Ark, but he is only a bystander. Allen Walker is there, the Sword of Exorcism run directly through Tyki, pinning him against a wall. No one else is there that should be -- Lavi and Lenalee are absent. So is Rhode herself. It is only the two of them.

"Remember how much that hurt?" Rhode whispers, appearing just behind Tyki, watching with rapt attention. "The pain... but it's not so bad, now. You just ignore what's lying in the dark."

And then, even softer:

"But it will only take one thing to break your hold on it forever."

Tyki watches with emotionless eyes as he continues to stare the scene. His hands clenches into fists at his sides when he hears Rhode's voice, sparing the girl a glance over his shoulder.

"Really? And what would be the one thing that would break it, Rhode?"

And Rhode appears in front of him, eyes blank, emotionless, the Sword of Exorcism driven through her as she chokes. The ring of crosses wind tightly around her as her crown of thorns disappears. Her ash gray skin becomes tan and blood -- actual blood -- dribbles from the wound as she pitches forward.

Human.

And dead.

Just out of the corner of Tyki's eyes, Joyd -- in his full glory -- is lingering, just out of view, smirking almost maniacally as he views the scene. Blood. Death. The constant need to have more, the urgent screaming to satisfy bloodlust. The feeling is almost palpable in the air -- the feeling of satisfaction.

And while Rhode Kamelot lies human, dead, Joyd does not move to assist her.

His own scars began to ache, and he couldn't help but stand still in shock as Rhode appeared before him with the Sword through her. No, this isn't real. This is just a dream. Nothing but a dream.

But that still didn't mean Tyki wasn't going to stay still and leave her on the floor. He moves forward, crouching down beside Rhode as he starts to pick her up, though he freezes when he catches sight of Joyd. He growls.

"Enough with the dreams." Because this isn't funny. This isn't something he'd ever want to see. And she should know that.

"Who said it was a dream?"

The tone is soft and quiet, but it doesn't come from the body. It remains as lifeless as ever.

It comes from Joyd.

"Rhode said you didn't remember. Didn't she?"

"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.

SOB SHE WILL once she realizes what's going on.

;; /grabby hands for her

She'll be the most attentive well-behaved niece ever for, like. Months. Years.

Can Tyki have her to himself for the next few days after this event?

He won't be able to get rid of her. 8|

lmao. i don't think he'll mind.

Good, because she's going to be living in his room.

/snerk. Rhode will have two rooms to stay in now.

She practically has three because of Allen. /slowly takes over Nesreca

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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