ᴅᴀʀᴇᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ.

[chemex]

Who: Akira Kurusu, Goro Akechi, Nikolai Gogol, and anyone interested in some shenanigans!
Where: A handful of locations around Aldrip
What: Akira and Goro have decided to do some people-watching to determine the identity of Gogol's farce to fake his death.
Warnings: There's a closed prompt that's gonna result in half a centimeter from death, but otherwise the only real warnings are that Goro and Gogol are involved in this log. ...probably a lot of innuendo and stupid teenager bullshittery, also.



[Picture this; it's a normal Wednesday in Aldrip, the weather is reasonable, you're going about your daily life. There's been some craziness lately, hasn't there? Some clown stole some organs, some people got messed up getting those organs back, and then some more people got messed up killing the clown. Yikes!]

[What you may not realize, is during the Killing of the Clown™️, some more things were stolen. Goro took it upon himself to steal Gogol's cloak and tablet, and... Well. As it turned out, Gogol's death was merely temporary, try as he might to convince others he was gone for good. He'd like his things back, but he's currently under the guise of an unassuming Salaryman...,]

[Cut back to this perfectly pleasant, normal Wednesday! Goro Akechi has opted to attempt to sniff out Gogol's trickery, once and for all. With the help of his partner (in crime and everything else), they have stationed themselves in separate areas of the city, connected by a seemlingly innocuous phone call, enjoying the weather and doing some good old-fashioned detective work by way of people watching. What could possibly go wrong?]

//ooc; please do not reply to this main post! comments will go up shortly for both goro and akira, as well as a third closed prompt. pick who you'd like to interact with, or hassle them both! reply to their comments for any and all sort of shenanigans, centering on your character's basic daily life in aldrip. :>

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[cursegod]

[Guess who's going shopping today~!

That's right, Akechi's favorite god is a busy bee going in and out of many different stores. Her shopping spree has included the following items: an industrial-grade roll of paper, a large pot of ink, something that looks like a bulk order of MREs(?), zip ties, incense, a box of 100% soy wax, a cauldron (???), several dresses, tights, a cheap folding chair, a gallon of water, and a package of mens boxers.

Good luck figuring out a story for all of that, detective!]

--> to akira

[murderingjustice]

[Well, look at who's made it out of the hospital! At first, Akechi doesn't pay much attention to the snake-god as she passes by him the first time. But then he sees her visiting another store, and another.. and another. Each seemingly more random than the other, because wow. That sure is interesting collection of items. Luckily she has all those arms?

there is nothing to compare the wrath of woman scorned, he supposes. even if this is not quite as romantic scenario]

we better find our target before, Dara-san does. i do not think he'll make it out of that encounter.

[chemex]

[His voice crackles over the wire, a throaty chuckle preceding his words.] You killed him once, let someone else have a turn.

[murderingjustice]

oh. i already promised that she can have the honor of going next.

although I'm not entirely sure what she's planning to do with him other than cook for dinner.

[chemex]

[He considers that one a minute, grimacing.]

Mmm, clown flambé. My favorite.

[cursegod]

[And now snek lady is seen buying a blender.]

[murderingjustice]

[...Jesus Christ, Dara?]

ah no.

i think it will be a smoothie. she just bought a blender to go with her cauldron.

[chemex]

Oooh, ground clown. Another fave.

[murderingjustice]

why are you so disgusting.

[chemex]

You love it.

[murderingjustice]

despite having my own fondness for macabre i can't say i've ever really considered cannibalism.

[chemex]

Skill issuueeeeee.

[murderingjustice]

what does that even mean?

[chemex]

Not hip with the times, Mr. Detective?

[murderingjustice]

oh shut it. you know i was too busy to bother myself learning the newest slang.

[chemex]

You know I love you anyway.

[murderingjustice]

kys.

[chemex]

No, because you'd be sad.

...and then level half the city. [Ironic that they're having this conversation.]

[murderingjustice]

don't be dramatic.

i could do well with a week off.

[chemex]

[There's a pause where he considers the statement, frowning.]

...could you? [He can give you a week off, Goro.]

[murderingjustice]

better than you.

[chemex]

[He just gets quiet, then, because-- well, Goro's right. He'd lose his mind if Goro died for a week. But maybe Goro could stand the breathing room.]

[murderingjustice]

[...goddamnit.]

you know what i mean, right.

[chemex]

I dunno, do I?

[murderingjustice]

do i really need to spell it out for you.

if you were to really die here, by any other's hand than mine, i would kill everyone in this pathetic city.