boothill / allstarz

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this man gets censored like the david statue in dubai

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W3 SATURDAY

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[ i am fake british time so it's well past my bedtime... i'll leave this here early

after the trial, Boothill and Seodore get together and as if on cue, a memory, another one, and seo being dramatic by saying it was a curse lmao

He's so ready for that drink now. ]

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[ well. boothill brought them to the speakeasy again and had some shots lined up already. and THIS IS SO MUCH. WELT YANG KILLED BY BLACK FRIDAY SHOPPERS. THAT CHIHUAHUA

boothill just stands there with the bottle and the shotglass ]

Holy forkin' shirtballs.

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[ Wenis is always too much for anyone. Seo looks at Boothill just standing there and reaches his hands out to take them if he's not going to set them down.

Seo really killed someone who reminded him of his husband over a beanie baby. Wow. Amazing what cyoa mindwipe can do to you

Anyway, he really really hates this memory (which one? yeah) and it shows on his face. ]

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[ no, as soon as seo reaches up, boothill sets the glasses down and starts pouring. ]

I know that guy.

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[ Good. Who knows what could have happened... maybe it would have been shattered. But he regains his calm eventually. ]

Your world?

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[ he nods and slides the glass over. ]

Universe, more like. He's part of the Astral Express, followin' the Path of the Trailblaze.

You two close?

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No.

[ He says immediately. ]

... He just reminds me of something unfortunate.

[ He oneshots the drink. ]

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[ takes his shot ]

Mm. Should I ask?

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[ Seo doesn't say anything for a while until he laughs a little. ]

You can, but will I answer...?

[ He's said this to someone already, in which he replied no, but he's gotten so fond of Boothill for some reason. Maybe it's because it seems like he understands more than others? What being a parent is like, how it's like to do things by yourself, and more. ]

Haha, I'm just kidding. Welt reminded me a little of my husband, and, well, only coming to that realization after I killed him like some clarity for my brainwashed state gave me quite the... emotions.

[ haha yeah

wenis's old man yaoi or something ]

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[ in that same vein, talking with seodore and experiencing what he felt activated some sense of protectiveness. not the sort he feels with those who are younger than him, but understanding that deep-seated anger from losing what you love, wearing confidence and recklessness like a second skin after having nothing left to lose, and deeply longing for home in every sense of the word.

agency is important. galaxy rangers are a faction of the hunt, but each one of them works alone and believes justice is meted out by individual action. having that agency taken from you, even the agency to die, feels like injustice that deserves to be corrected. ]

He was fine after the fact? [ ... ] Either way, that's not really the problem, huh? Problem was it felt like it was Ru.

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[ Of all things he wishes he could lose, he wants to lose his life so badly.

And yet, "god won't let him log out". ]

I never told him about the connection. The problem was me, because I imagined something I shouldn't have.

[ It's never Rumeld's fault. It's never his problem. Never.

Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never. Never.

Anyway, a memory plays, though it's no visuals this time. It's just pitch black. Sound only. ]

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[ chainsaws again? no problem.......

boothill presses both hands in the bar counter and stares at the glasses with a half-lidded, somber look. he's seen enough violence and horror not to be so affected by this the way a normal person should. instead it just feels heartbreaking.

then he looks at seo. is he okay? ]

...There's gotta be some way to do it.

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[ He is never okay, but he looks okay at least. ]

That's what I've been looking into all this time~

[ Actually, even if it's Boothill seeing these memories, he feels like screaming and throwing up every time a memory just plays out like this. He's been so careful about not letting others know about himself. He doesn't want to be understood nor thought about.

And this specific memory is the main reason why Seo insists that he's a 25-year-old human. Even though Rumeld knew everything about Seo, he still called him that. Seodore Riddle wasn't a freak. He wasn't a monster. He was just like everyone else.

He chugs the drink now. Hoo boy. ]

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[ boothill takes in more of his drink. in truth, he feels like knocking the rest of it back. it's frustrating to even hear about this. ]

You thought about those prizes they got in the other side? The ones that could make wishes come true and such?

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See, Boothill.

[ He laughs a little, but it's incredibly hollow. ]

That was the first thing I did when I found out that they existed. I had no reason to doubt their powers either, but... none of them would work for me. They also mentioned that they would reverse everything that a previous game, but I didn't really have anything that I wanted to reverse. I was out of incentives. I had absolutely no incentive to do anything, so I just did what I wanted. Even knowing dead people don't even really die from the start just... puts me off, you know?

[ ... ]

Now, for murder? I don't need a grand incentive. I like people and I think life and death should be respected in general unlike this hellhole of an airport, but sometimes people think they're in the right to kill someone, and I'm not an exception.

[ He slightly tilts his head. ]

Actually, I planned on murdering people the night that I died, so the pesky shortstack spared me the effort, I suppose.

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[ boothill is quiet, processing all he'd heard. he doesn't seem mad or upset or even irritated, only thoughtful. ]

When it comes to folks who might think it's all right to kill, I'd count myself as one of those. Sometimes you have to cut out the rot at the source. World's better off that way.

[ he sounds grim, in a way that shows he really believes this. ]

And if folks ain't really dyin' here anyway... I'd give a hoot if it was one of these kids, but seems like a free for all to me.

[ he shoots scara point blank a few weeks after this pc wheeee ]

And if I went through what you're goin' through... Psh. I would've lost it a long time ago. It pisses me the hell off just hearin' about it.

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[ Seo will witness the shooting and be highly amused about it... ]

The kids...

[ He tilts his head. ]

What counts as a kid, actually? Only if they look like one?

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I don't know. If they tell me they're in school, got hobbies, dreams... and if I believe 'em.

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Hm... Then I would apply that to Kazuki, Kate, Rupert, Haru, Rin, Maya, Nanaki, Luke, and Mizuki. What do you think?

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[ SCRATCHES HIS HEAD ]

To be honest, I ain't got a clue 'bout a lot of them. Didn't even talk much with Nanaki, Luke, or Mizuki. List sounds about right to me though.

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Me neither, but you can glean many things from their behavior that we can see from here.

[ Whether they want to or not, actually. ]

Nanaki and Mizuki are members of Clover Club so I got to know them a little bit. For Luke... he's definitely a child.

So then. Everyone else should be fair game, since we know death isn't real. Though I would feel bad about Jacopo specifically.

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'Cause the guy don't remember a thing about these games?

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It would be more accurate to say that he's never experienced it. His memories are functional.

[ He seems thoughtful, but. ]

... That's really all I can say about it about the matter. But perhaps it's bias too. He was my roommate and I quite enjoyed his company, despite how insane he seems sometimes in public.

[ Jacopo, your curses?? Is he even cursed? Who freaking knows with him, honestly. ]

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Huh. Weird situation to be in. He's got a game on his profile, don't he?

[ FROWNS ]

You see him dressin' up people in gowns?

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It is! Quite the dilemma for him. The profile seems to have a kernel of truth despite how outrageous the claims seem to be. That said, the profile is still correct.

[ He tilts his head. ]

I sure did~ Got to see that it's surprisingly not flattering on most people.