[ There was nothing more dangerous in the world than a caged beast. The moment Atsushi woke up in his new surroundings, unpleasant memories flooded his mind. He immediately gripped the bars of the cage tightly and shook it, growling. His enclosure swung in the air wildly in his struggle, but Atsushi didn't care. He needed to be freed right now.
His body glowing blue, he takes the form of the tiger and smashes his way out of the cage, risking a steep drop to the ground. His crash landing causes an impact, but thanks to his power, he comes out with minor injuries.
Nevertheless, he can hear the screams of the onlookers who laid eyes on his beastly form. ]
ii — the funhouse; (tw: blood, emeto)
[ Atsushi always hated looking at himself in the mirror. All he saw in his reflection was an ugly beast wearing a human skin. He has no rights in being a human.
However, the mirrors in the Funhouse were strange. Every movement he made, showed a different boy in his reflection. It was the same face, but one who had untainted eyes that shone more of a naive outlook of the world. Eyes that belonged to a human with his face.
Atsushi immediately smashed the mirror with his fist, uncaring if the shards of glass embedded into his skin, leaving his hand a bloody mess. He wanted to throw up right now. There couldn't possibly exist a version of him that wasn't a murderer scared of death. ]
iii — witch hunt;
[ He noticed something was hanging off the branch of a crooked tree. Atsushi picked up the witch's hat and examined it carefully. Did someone lose this? ]
iv — wildcard;
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[There's one person who doesn't scream at the presence of the tiger. There's someone, clad in black and white, who whistles low at the display. Now this is a face he hasn't seen in a long time. That in itself is enough to motivate Nikolai to stick his nose in where it doesn't belong.]
So you do have the ability to transform entirely after all! How impressive.
oh this is going to be so funny because of the different verses
[ Atsushi had planned to make his exit while in tiger form immediately, but the strands of his fur immediately stood up, sensing a strange presence.
The tiger lets out a low growl, bristling at the stranger who is bold enough to speak to him. In fact, even indicating he knows about Atsushi and his ability.
This wasn't someone from the Port Mafia. Was it an enemy? Should he dispose of him immediately? ]
"Grrr..."
[ He crouched himself, poised to attack Nikolai. ]
[ The urge to throw in a pspsps is fought off but not unthought of. Nikolai holds his cloak draped outwards from his hand as if the intention is to guide the giant tiger like an enraged bull. But really it's a misdirection- because he plans to snap out of existence through a glimmery yellow tear in space the minute the oversized feline actually leaps at him like it seems to be thinking of doing. ]
I have to wonder if I'm talking to myself here. Now that would be embarrassing, wouldn't it? Say now, do you even understand what I'm saying to you?
Not that Ange didn't figure there would be something up with the funhouse. There is usually something up with just about every single thing that appears in this place. It's just that she expected it'd be more likely that there would be some monster jumping out of the mirrors, not.. this.
Not someone outright punching the mirrors.
Her eyes grow wider for a moment, not fully managing to get her usual poker face back on even after the initial surprise. It might be why there's a hint of worry in her voice as she calls out: ]
Atsushi Nakajima | Bungo Stray Dogs (BEAST) | TDM
i — arrival; (tw: implications of abuse)
ii — the funhouse; (tw: blood, emeto)
iii — witch hunt;
iv — wildcard;
i.
So you do have the ability to transform entirely after all! How impressive.
oh this is going to be so funny because of the different verses
The tiger lets out a low growl, bristling at the stranger who is bold enough to speak to him. In fact, even indicating he knows about Atsushi and his ability.
This wasn't someone from the Port Mafia. Was it an enemy? Should he dispose of him immediately? ]
"Grrr..."
[ He crouched himself, poised to attack Nikolai. ]
Yes so true
[ The urge to throw in a pspsps is fought off but not unthought of. Nikolai holds his cloak draped outwards from his hand as if the intention is to guide the giant tiger like an enraged bull. But really it's a misdirection- because he plans to snap out of existence through a glimmery yellow tear in space the minute the oversized feline actually leaps at him like it seems to be thinking of doing. ]
I have to wonder if I'm talking to myself here. Now that would be embarrassing, wouldn't it? Say now, do you even understand what I'm saying to you?
ii
Not that Ange didn't figure there would be something up with the funhouse. There is usually something up with just about every single thing that appears in this place. It's just that she expected it'd be more likely that there would be some monster jumping out of the mirrors, not.. this.
Not someone outright punching the mirrors.
Her eyes grow wider for a moment, not fully managing to get her usual poker face back on even after the initial surprise. It might be why there's a hint of worry in her voice as she calls out: ]
What's going on?!