Sweet Twisted Surprise

[twistedfox]

Good Evening, Mundane.

What are you doing? A voice test for me? And you are unsure of doing this. I see. Well why not call out to your friends on this social gathering place? Toys would be fun to play with. It would keep me from getting your... what do you call them? Other dear muses from this headspace of yours.

Do you have any plans on placing me anywhere? No. That's not fun at all. I'm sure you can think of these wonderful communities out there. Even if it's not Wonderland, trying to make another place into something similar would be quite exhilarating.

While you wait and contemplate posting other things to call your mun friend's out. I will try to make new toys out of these other headspace joys. They could be worth experimenting on.

Comments

[hemoeroticism]

Aha, well, well, look who didn't die after all. ✩

[twistedfox]

I still won't give over the information that easily. That's not the point of the game.

[hemoeroticism]

I don't need it. My beloved is with me even here. And here, it's quiet, if you know what I mean.

[twistedfox]

Happy with the result?

[hemoeroticism]

Very. The Wretched Egg no longer has to hear the lullaby, and now this body, fragile has it is, has almost every Branch of Sin copied. And this place? I love it! ✩

You really were a well-made clown. You performed beautifully. Too bad your usefulness is at an end, eh?

[twistedfox]

Sounds as if you got the perfect ending that you wanted. How many more Branch of Sin do you need to be complete? You'd think with how bright you are that you'd be finished.

Life has been rather cruel to my mundane for a few months. Slow months should mean more time to consider to put me to good use.

so many typos in that last post i mad sobs

[hemoeroticism]

Aha, see, that's what I love about this place! ✩ [ He claps his hands. ] Here, we can't die. At least, not permanently. That's part of the reason why I haven't killed you yet. That, and you did do a pretty good job, all things considered.

Of course, I can't speak for the Wretched Egg. She's not as understanding as I am. ✩

I knew what you meant <3 no worries

[twistedfox]

A place where you can't die? That almost sounds delectable. Many kinds of experiments could be done if anyone bothers with that kind of thing there. It's all about representation. Deadman Wonderland had a lot of opportunities to give. A lot of them not meant for public eye but managed to get out. What more could I have done? It could have been perfect.

No one can speak for her.

[hemoeroticism]

Funny you should mention that. The place I am? You'd get experimented on, too. ✩

[twistedfox]

Color me intrigued, little bird, tell me more.

[hemoeroticism]

[ Little bird? Either that's mocking, or he still hasn't realized who he is. Or he's from before the point when he does. He already ran into a Ganta at the Tower that hadn't even met him (or the real Toto Sakigami, for that matter) yet, and had only heard about Mockingbird's rather terrifying, if well-earned, reputation in the Carnival Corpse. ]

It's called the Tower of Animus. Unfortunately, it's in its end-game... though I do believe your mun has already heard about the 'dressing room,' right? ✩

[twistedfox]

[ What fun would it be to give away things so easily? Perhaps the fox would rather watch the other chase down answers and mock him at the same time. Would the other notice in the end? That depends on how the game gets played out. If the pieces fit in the right place so should the questions. ]

Ah, Tower of Animus. Mundane has heard things about the game and has been told that it was in end-game. She has heard of the dressing room from an old friend but that was months ago. A helpful link given could lead to greater things.

[hemoeroticism]

Ahh, well, considering the little Woodpecker hasn't shown up, yet... it's called welcometoprison. I'm already there, of course. I can't leave my beloved nest unattended, now, can I? ✩

[twistedfox]

Unfortunate. Maybe some other time the Woodpecker will come out. Mun thanks you for the helpful link. Your home will always be your home.

[hemoeroticism]

[ Ahh, what a different tune you're singing this time, Tamaki. ]

It's not me you should be worried about.

[seeking_rainbows]

There is nothing I can say that would adequately match how truly sorry I am that I had any part in your eventual creation.

Of all the people she had to pick up, it had to be you.

[woodpeckermaruta]

[........Oh great, it's him.]

Heh.

So, your mun prefers shitty, four-eyed weirdos, then, huh?

[Whatever, he's over you. You got the ending you deserved, bastard.]

So what place is she looking to torture by throwing you into it?

[Okay, now he'll stop.]

[twistedfox]

[ Perhaps thinking over possibilities there's always another chance to create a Wonderland. ]

Who? Who should I be worried about?

[twistedfox]

Some people didn't know how the game should have been played. There were rules that even you didn't follow. Things such as that had to be dealt with. I'm sure you've come to understand that.

[ There's a wide smirk plastered on his face. ] Anyone else she might pick up would be a fun toy to have!

[twistedfox]

She would point out the fact that she has played other shitty, four-eyed weirdos in the past. One who would be rather useful for the whole future thing. Some other muses she has in here are a delight! Another is broken from greed and would want nothing more but to make his own sons suffer.

[ The game ended the way he wanted it to. ]

Want to make a suggestion, Woodpecker? Any place I go would end up with me torturing all of my toys in some way. If you're all there.

[hemoeroticism]

Who do you think? ✩

[twistedfox]

The Wretched Egg. [ Oh, how he would love to say Hagire, but no. Not giving the pleasure of doing that. ]

[hemoeroticism]

I could tell she was disappointed when you shot yourself in the head. Taking away her fun like that... oh well, at least she got her consolation prize. That annoying doctor you seem to love so much, as well as a good amount of Forgeries who were unlucky enough to cross her path. ✩

[seeking_rainbows]

I came to you...I BEGGED you for help...

You promised.

[He can hardly quell his anger... Tamaki may want to be careful with what he say's. There's no body guards here to keep him from TEARING your organs out, Director]

....My wife...is dead...

....My child....IS DEAD.

ALL I UNDERSTAND IS HOW SICK AND TWISTED YOU REALLY ARE!

[twistedfox]

My game is played how I want it. Doctor Takashima only enjoyed her research along with other disturbing habits. It wouldn't really matter how I feel about them. They were good test subjects and toys.

[twistedfox]

[ He'll carefully take caution on his next set of words that he may say out loud to Owl. Tamaki seems rather pleased with this outcome however. ]

The both of you rigged the match. I couldn't have an uproar in G Section. Everyone would have started doing the same thing. Trying to save each other from their punishment in the end for the loser. Deadman fighting against Deadman. It was a really good game while it lasted.

Do tell me more, dear Owl. Watching your anger bubble up is quite appeasing for the eyes.

[hemoeroticism]

She wasn't that useful at all. I already have what I want. The rest were just distractions and sideshows.

[seeking_rainbows]

WE ARE NOT CHARACTER'S IN A GAME! You and your father forced us to fight...She was the love of my life and she was carrying my child, what else was I going to do?

You're as sick and twisted as the men you hire for undertaker's, Tamaki.

[twistedfox]

You all have blood on your hands one way or another. All of you are on death row bound to die. Entertainment had been at an all time low. The fighting matches were created for a purpose. How Deadman were picked to fight against each other were random. [ Silly old wise owl. Don't you know any better? ]

I will take anything you say as a compliment! What harm did I do? Deadman were specimen that needed to be researched! All of you were convicts with great powers that needed to be persevered and studied. The undertaker's are there to keep all of you in line. Show you fear. Try to escape and you have death right at your fingertips.

Think about it for a moment, Owl, what are you looking for?

[twistedfox]

Maybe not to you but to others she was useful and needed. She could get her hands dirty as I watched the show with the others. What happens if you lose the thing you already have?

[hemoeroticism]

You mean, if she leaves? I guess she could. Nothing stopping her, except that she wants the Mother Goose System shut down for good. But she loves me too much to do that, otherwise I think she'd have done it already.