mad scientist is just being a drama queen (canon is angelic layer)

[nyoro]

Talk about a long nap! You really know how to keep a guy hanging!

What happened to us, Mun? HUH?! I thought we had something beautiful happening! Whatever happened to our plans of taking over the world of RolePlay by storm with my beautiful pipes? You know how long I've been practicing Fly me to the Moon? Over two months! I can just feel my vocal chords drying up and-

[Choking noises.]

I can't...go on! Ack! M-Mun-! Save me...please!

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[parttime]

...

Isn't that a bit much?

[nyoro]

HACK! COUGHING NOISES! Sorry I can't hear you! I'm slowly being shriveled up. Tell my mother I love her dearly!

COUGH! COUGH!

[parttime]

You've got a lot time on your hands, don't you?

[nyoro]

Hah? What gave you that idea? Here I am spilling my guts out and you just waltz right in to stomp on my award-winning monologue. No respect! No respect at all!

[parttime]

You're making a lot of noise.

[nyoro]

Right back at ya, pal!

[parttime]

You're kidding, right? I'm not the one faking a death scene because your mun ignored you for a while.

[nyoro]

Faking?! Tch- some lip you got there, kid. I'll have you know that what you saw there was legitimate gagging action. You can't get anymore realistic than that. The only reason I am standing on my very two feet is through the power of love!

[parttime]

[He looks mildly disgusted.]

What love?

[nyoro]

Way to be cruel, kid. Has anyone told you to loosen up recently?

[mildsevens]

. . . .

[ There's the distinct mark of confusion etching itself into the nooks and edges of Subaru's features; subtle but far from undetectable in their presence. There was a time when he would have taken precautions against outright staring, in both consideration for the feelings and respect of others- while simultaneously keeping all his actions in check to prevent welcoming shame, disrespect or misdeeds into his world. For his sake. For that of his family.

Those feelings. They might as well have been from another lifetime; another 'Subaru', perhaps. So for now? He'll look on without the sense, or concern, that his gaze may be an intrusion. Indifferent in that fact, but not in the theatrics unfolding beyond. Some old habits die harder than most. ]

Are you..

[ Mentally ill. Having a breakdown. In need of a doctor. ]

Will you be alright?

[nyoro]

[He coughs a few more times. Only because he really did exhaust his throat for going ham on that faux choking scene.]

Does it look like I'll be okay?! Didn't you hear me? I almost coughed out a hairball! Someone call a doctor, 911- somebody!

[Cough.]

Or some iced oolong tea will do the trick.

Hi~

[layerprince]

[takes hand in his]

Nii-san! Noooo... don't die...

'allo!

[nyoro]

O-Oujirou...

[OVERDRAMATIC COUGHING NOISES.]

I think this is it for me. I'm slowly fading away!

Re: 'allo!

[layerprince]

[cue overdramatic hand gestures, he's even managing to be teary and is sobbing. Be proud of your younger brother, Icchan~!]

Nii-san! Don't leave me! How will I go on without yooooou?

[nyoro]

You have to! For the both of us! Live the life I never lived before.

[You feel that, Oujirou? You feel that strong grip your big bro is giving you? That's the strength of ~brotherly love~]

HACK! COUGH! GOODBYE CRUEL,CRUEL WORLD! HOW I WISHED I COULD'VE HAD ONE MORE DAY EATING SPICY NOODLES!

[And with that, his grip loosens, gags one more time and rolls his eyes back. You're not dead unless you do the icky eye back rolling thing.]

[layerprince]

[tugs his 'corpse' tightly and screams heartwrenchingly]

NIIIIII-SANNNNNNNNN!!!!! Don't go!! You didn't tell me if I get everything or not!!

[nyoro]

Oi! Not so tight! What are you trying to do? Kill me?!

[layerprince]

Nii-san! You're alive!!

[hugs tighter just because]

Of course I'm not trying to kill you. Why would I do that to my beloved older brother~? [and tighter]

[nyoro]

Ahh-! Don't do that or else [pulling on your ears, bro] I will have to stretch these out even more!

[layerprince]

[lets go and reaches up to cover his ears] Nii-san! You're ruining my beautiful face... [sniffles]

[nyoro]

[Let's go.]

You're lucky. Any second later and I would've turned you into a human monkey boy.

[layerprince]

I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful nii-san~ ♥

[nyoro]

Yeah, yeah~ Save the mushy-gushy act. You're going to make me feel all sick again.

[layerprince]

Ehhhh~~~? But it's not an act, nii-san! You don't trust me?

[nyoro]

Oi! You're doing it again!

[layerprince]

Doing what? I'm not really doing anything special.

[nyoro]

Of course not. Obviously your senile brother is being senile.

[layerprince]

What are you talking about, nii-san? You're not that old~

Anyway, does your mun have any plans for you then?

[nyoro]

Nothing official yet but my application is being worked on as we speak. There hasn't been a decision as to where she'll forcefully take me.

[layerprince]

I see. What sort of places are you interested in? Perhaps my mun knows a place we could go to together!

[nyoro]

What I'm interested. Tch-! If I had a say in this then it would be in a magical kingdom where I would be an all-powerful wizard. It's a lot more specific compared to what my mun wants; '...Anything, I guess?' [In his best impersonation voice.]</small<

[layerprince]

Hmm... your mun doesn't have any preference at all as to size or activity level required or settings?

Actually mine now wants to know if yours has Plurk. ^^

[nyoro]

So we're getting technical here, huh? Alright. I'd say if you ask her, she would probably like a place that's not too big but not too small either. The same goes with the pacing so take note of that as well.

[Hands him a slip of paper.]

Here. Take that to your Mun.

[layerprince]

[laughs a bit] Well, that narrows it a little bit, I suppose.

[takes it]

And mine has added yours.

[solove]

Shall I fetch you a drink of water? Those frogs in your throat sound like mischievous things, indeed.

[nyoro]

Water?! I'm dying here and you think a glass of water will heal the retched pain killing me inside?

[A beat.]

Actually~ a glass on the rocks sounds pretty good right about now.

[solove]

[ a quiet titter. ]

Would the dying man happen to have any other last requests? A eulogy, for instance?

[nyoro]

Hmm...

I demand to be buried under a 20 lbs of pop rocks and instant noodles so that if I decide to come back to life, I can have something to snack on while I plot my escape from 6 ft. under. Now if we're talking about eulogies then I wish for everyone to do it as an interpretive dance!

[solove]

What a reasonable man with reasonable demands.

[ not that she knows exactly what "pop rocks," are... but nevertheless. ]

And what would you prefer for your floral arrangements?

[nyoro]

Flowers, flowers...Ah! I want daises and sunflowers all over and someone tossing white rose petals from a tree top for dramatic effect.

[solove]

My, that sounds quite lovely. It truly is such a shame you'll have to miss the entire program.

[nyoro]

Tell me about it! Someone should-

[Hey wait a minute.]

Hey, I'm not dead yet. I know I'm a geezer but this is a little too soon!

[endeavor]

Ah— Mister, are you okay???

[nyoro]

[MORE COUGHING. OH GOD THE HORROR.]

This is it kid! I'm about to kick the bucket! There's no turning back for me...

[endeavor]

W-wait! Are you serious?! Are you really going to die?!

[nyoro]

I'm not [cough!] hacking and gagging for no reason! Help a guy out here!

[endeavor]

Then you need a doctor!! Um, um! [ looks around and suddenly remembers she has a phone. so she gets it out of her pocket and yeah, she's dialing for help. ]

[nyoro]

UWEGH! HAH?! No!

[Coughing more. Oh jeez way to run your throat completely dry!]

Would ya' look at that! I suddenly feel better!