Welcome To Our Mansion. [Horror RP!]

((I wouldn't mind picking up either. So fun.))

(I suppose you could make a new version, but it seems not right for some reason...)

(Nah, I'd rather imagine my own ending than try to redo it. I think it got far enough that I can picture how it ends!)

(Hnnn, sounds good to meeee~ Let's do it!)

(( gah, almost everyone left, but this should be fine with about 3 or 4 rpers, right? ;w;\\ i'm really excited though! this rp is finally gonna get a proper ending! <3 i'm relieved that you guys stuck around so long ;w;// ))

Lolipup said:

.: Charles :.

"How pitiful... even as wicked a man as I am, you've decided to spare me my life?" Charles mused, assuming that after everything his former servant and captive bore enough hatred to take action and rid the elder of his life, yet now the two stood before him and spoke of getting him help, arguing of how they wouldn't just let him end it like this. just gawking like that, going on about how they could save someone like him... ah, they were truly pitiful, poor examples of opponents on the playing field.

Grunting as Sendo began to drag him, Charles exhaled then inhaled sharply, the pain slowly mending with shock from the outcome that befell him, then ever so slowly Charles rose his head up just enough to observe the two, watching intently as they breathed and moved about with gestures, sometimes it amazed the elder just how weak humans seemed to become when faced with the choices of right and wrong.

"Tell me. children, what good do you possibly think a chance to live will offer me? do you both not realize how dangerous it could be, to keep a man like me alive...?"
after interrupted by his own grimace of pain, Charles soon continued his speech "Or perhaps you two think by allowing me to live, you win this game? I assure you that can never be, as I've already won.. no matter what happens now, I'll be taking this victory to my grave!" the elder roared, it was evident how the man treasured the so called victory that he had obtained throughout this chaos, even more so than his own life.

Not before long more S.W.A.T members flushed in within seconds, rushing around the three and some going further into the mansion to find any left over remnants.

They offered help to the three and also asked them to identify themselves, medical rushing in behind them as they came past S.W.A.T and began examining the three as S.W.A.T continued to ask to identify themselves so they would know what to assist with or if one of the three had to be dealt with immediately, as they were taught to never let their guard down as even those who looked as victims could be the real criminals in any situation.

.: Suzuya :.

A weak smile spread across the albino's lips, still quite woozy and light headed from both the blood loss and the long journey to find the luckster through the rough rainstorm that drained any energy the stitched boy stored for this venture.

Suzuya could barely comprehend as the other had propped him up and took his hand, his vision blurry and distorted.

"K-Ko...Komaeda-san... I finally.... -" a short stutter within his sentence as the other's jacked became drabbed around him, the stitched boy's lips quivered slightly, Suzuya had to compose himself before continuing.

"Finally found you.."

Now reaching up for the other as he no longer had to support himself with only the iv drip, the albino took ahold of Komaeda's shirt and clutched the fabric between his slender fingers, clinging to a hope that the other wouldn't be disappointed with how he managed to remain alive after all of the events previous.

"Komaeda-san... I failed, so you.. you can end it now, you really can!" a chipper, up beat voice rang out as Suzuya's smile stayed bright despite the condition the boy was in, taking it slow as the stitched boy tried not to strain himself, he leaned forward and slowly rested his head against the other's chest, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the raindrops, nothing else seemed to matter now that he could fulfill Komaeda's wish, the one that the albino felt he ruined. now.

"Komaeda-san... Komaeda-san, isn't that great?" The albino softly whispered, the albino sounding just so content despite the context behind what he just offered.


.: Kaneki :.

The waiter couldn't believe his eyes, not computing nor understanding the emergency of the situation, however responding in turn to the little detective's tears by quickly grabbing a handkerchief and bringing it to the small blonde's eyes then rubbing them clean of the tears that spilled over and threatened to sting her pale cheeks.

"I-I understand I might not be of much assistance.. but please, let me do this much." trying to soothe the younger, Kaneki pulled the cloth away and held it out to blow her nose as one might do to a child, offering a warm and somewhat timid smile as even younger than him, Kaneki had the tendency to grow nervous around loud company.

"I'm sorry, I do understand it might not be my place but.... where is Shinohara-san? shouldn't he be escorting you?"


(I did it- oh gah, I feel like my writing is gonna be gross- xwx;; I haven't written in quite awhile so I tried to make this post short, I'll try more with the rest </3 let's try to end this, guys!)
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(SHORT WHAT LOL THIS IS LONG
also imma have to read this at lunch break or something so i know what the plot is)

(( forgive me if this sounds cheesy!! ;w;\\ i might've gone overboard with this one.. ;A; ))

Koizumi Mahiru

Koizumi assisted the old man in standing by slinging his arm over her shoulder. Whether he was still insane or not didn't change the fact that he was elderly and probably didn't choose to turn out the way he did, so she felt like she should help him. Heck, she could be insane too for even trying to help him or Komaeda before. She didn't know why she would even help him now - she could easily just leave Charles here to die. It seemed like he wanted to, too. But he just looked so.. pitiful going on and on about winning and he just finished fighting someone, too. He killed a lot of people, so why should she help him? His words did seem to irk her a bit, but she decided to keep helping him towards the front doors of the mansion to get him to a hospital if she could. Well, who in their right mind would help a murderer anyways? A serial murderer, at that. There was no good reason for her to help him, but she decided to keep helping him to the front despite the debate going on in her mind at the moment. Something just told her to help him - like he could be changed for the better if given a chance or if he seeked.. well, actual help. Even Charles could be something good if he tried, right? If he had just-

Koizumi was stopped in her tracks when the old man uttered out his next sentence about how it would be dangerous if he was kept alive. The girl turned abruptly towards him, mumbling "I apologize in advance," before slapping the other full-force across the face. Those words he said stirred something in her, and it deeply annoyed her how he was able to say something so awful about himself so easily. "Don't talk about ending your life so simply, you idiot! Do you have any pride as a man at all?! You look shameful, talking down on yourself and rambling on about wanting us to kill you.. look, we don't know what goes on in that head of yours, but you need to be able to take a hint. We're trying to help you, and even someone like you can become better if he really wanted to! We don't care what you've done.. well, we do care a tiny bit, but you need to get a grip. You didn't want to be this way, did you? We're saying we can help you, you got that? So shut up and let us take you somewhere so you could rest!" Koizumi demanded, taking a deep breath after her speech, then adjusting the old man's arm on her shoulder so he wouldn't slide down her arm.

It really did irritate her when people talked down on themselves like that - she would say that she got used to Komaeda's, but there really is no getting used to it as it only made her even angrier when they said those things. Not like she was one to talk, though. She's constantly comparing herself to other people, always finding that she was practically nothing in the end. She hated seeing other people do the same. It looks pathetic. After realizing what she said, she stole a glance at Sendo to make sure he didn't think anything of what she said, and sighed a breath of relief. She kept going forward until they came across the SWAT members. They must've been sent here by Shinohara. Considering all that's happened, this was a huge help now. "A-ah, we need to have this man here sent to the hospital as soon as possible if you can," the girl said, bowing respectfully to the man after saying so. She decided to lead the man out to the front with Sendo's help waiting for an ambulance to come to take the three to hospital, sitting down on a curb. She sat quietly thinking about how embarrassing she must have sounded when she said that speech to Charles, spacing out.

Koizumi wondered where everyone went. The mansion was quite except for the stomping of the SWAT members inside. Everyone seems to have disappeared off somewhere. Komaeda, Suzuya, Saionji, Teela, Z, Jasper.. they're all gone. She wondered if something happened to them. She missed their loud company somehow, even though the atmosphere was always gloomy because they wanted to kill each other. It felt peaceful now. Koizumi could see a bright future for Charles, and Sendo was here, too. She could be happy with just that. She felt safe here with Sendo, and Charles was now almost harmless. It was eerie how quiet it was save for the quiet raindrops soaking into the surface of the concrete.

Saionji Hiyoko

The little girl blew her nose into the tissue the boy provided her upsettedly, wiping her eyes and attempted to stop crying only to fail miserably as a new flow of tears made its way down her cheeks when she heard the boy mention Shinohara again. "Sh.. Shinohara.. 's.. 's.. ead!" the girl burst out crying, wiping her eyes on her sleeve as some of the tears leaked onto the hardwood floor. "I.. idn't do anything to.. help him.." the girl sniffed out. "I just.. let him die! Because of that gross old man, he's gone now!" the girl cried, rubbing her eyes in her hands. "Idiot.. idiot, idiot.. idiot!" the girl finally uttered out before bawling her eyes out and burying her face in the boy's shirt.

She wanted desperately to be able to talk to Shinohara again - if only she had listened to him more or did more like he asked. What would he do if he were here now? Did she disappoint him? She shouldn't have said such things to Suzuya when she did. Shinohara didn't like it.. and now he's gone. Because of Charles. No, because she didn't save him when she could've. Saionji's cries became faint and mournful, now not saying anything and just questioning herself and whether she did the right thing. He's.. really gone. This wasn't a game. No, this was real life and he was gone now. And Koizumi is probably long-gone now too. Was there.. really nothing left now?

Nagito Komaeda

"Suzuya.. you shouldn't be here. I don't want to hurt you again. You can't stay with someone like me. I could have killed you.. it's a miracle you're still alive and breathing now. I couldn't save you from Charles.. and your leg.." Komaeda looked at the albino's leg in terror, tears immediately welling up in the boy's eyes. This was what people called guilt, right? He'd never known it could feel so painful. His heart felt empty and he felt even worse than he normally did. The rain came down more intensely than before. "...Who.. who in their right mind.. would want to love someone like me? I'm.. so useless and I have no idea what I'm doing. I.. Suzuya.. I'm sorry. Please leave me. Forget about me. Live a better life and be happy with someone else. Someone like me.." the boy paused for a moment.

"Is.. better off dead, you know? I've never done anything good. I mean.. all of that before.. all that baseless lipservice.. I wanted to use your love so I can benefit somehow, so I can kill you.. but I fell for you in the end, didn't I? Who would want a dirty, filthy rat liking them? I mean, you can't even walk normally anymore. I.. I hurt you without hesitating. I didn't try to do anything to help you. I don't want to kill you, either.. I can't even make up my mind. I've never done anything worthwhile, either. I've never been protecting you. I was selfish and decided to indulge. myself in something I know I'll never experience, even if it was something that would always be some sort of twisted false reality. I'm awful.. aren't I?" the boy sighed, a tear streaming down his face.

"To think I was foolish enough to learn how to love.. to love someone like you, too. I'd never be able to.." the boy trailed off. He sighed, looking at the other. "..Sorry. I think you'll have to deal with me for a little longer," the boy said, picking up the albino to help him to the hospital. It was the least he could do before he left him forever. "I know it must be disgusting to have me carry you.. don't worry, I'll get there quick so you won't need to see me again. You wouldn't want to see the person who nearly killed you anymore, would you?" Komaeda flinched - the pain from the bullet wound was finally starting to settle in. It didn't look like he was going to be able to carry Suzuya, but he didn't want to leave him stranded.

What a pathetic, hopeless romantic he was.

Sendo Senkusha ~

As he and Koizumi slowly brought Charles outside, Sendo listened silently to the man persist in trying to talk them into changing their minds and kill him. He said nothing as Mahiru explained her reasoning to Charles--it was true, he had killed so many people and he deserved a horrible fate, but it wasn't for the two of them to dish out. He would surely receive a punishment in the future and for now it was best if they just gave him a chance to reflect on his actions and decide for himself what he wanted to do with the rest of his life.

A silence followed Koizumi's speech to Charles, and Sendo pondered the conversation as they continued toward the S.W.A.T team. "It's never been about winning or losing, Charles. It's about what we did to get where we are... in the end, it's how we played that makes a difference. You can take your victory to the grave, but ask yourself, was this triumph really worth all that it cost?" he paused for a moment before continuing, "What good is a victory if it proves nothing after all is said and done? This was no show of strength for you, and I think you realize that. It's why you're clinging so tightly to the idea that everything is alright now that you have won. You are desperately trying to convince yourself that you have lost nothing in this war when in truth... you have lost everything." Sendo loathed this man, but despite all that he had said and done he found himself feeling pity for the way he had led his life. He felt that perhaps if Charles had chosen a different path, the crazed man could have been a decent person.

His thoughts were interrupted however, when the three were asked to identify themselves. "Sendo... Sendo Senkusha." he said vacantly, not really back to reality yet. This was all happening though, wasn't it? Koizumi was explaining to the S.W.A.T team that Charles needed medical help and they were soon sitting on the curb waiting for an ambulance, listening to the rain on the pavement.

"It's all over... everything..." he breathed, relief washing over him. He felt as though a weight had been lifted, and a feeling of safety filled him now. Koizumi was alright, there was no one trying to kill her. From here she could finally go back to her parents and stitch things up with them, she didn't need him for that. The girl had been through a lot these past few days, and there was nothing that made him happier than the realization that his work was done here. Now all that was left was for him to confess to his past crimes and the two would go their separate ways... that's what would be best, right?

He stole a glance at Mahiru, adjusting his hat as he realized this would be much harder than he originally thought. She would want him to confess to those crimes, wouldn't she? He would surely live out his life behind bars, but that was what a killer like himself deserved, wasn't it? There was no other place for him now, much less by Koizumi's side. His eyes fell to his last pair of white gloves, which had been stained with a mixture of his and Charles' blood. He held out his hand as the pure raindrops hit his fingers and descended from his hand a pale pink, and his downcast expression remained as he continued to fight an uphill battle to decide if he should say something to Koizumi about his feelings.

(Hmm.. having a little hard time posting, but i'll get something off today <3 is everyone enjoying the revive?? I hope so! I've been meaning to have this finished for awhile now, I think it'll be nice to finally see an ending to this beautiful rp. ^^ )

KittyKittyBoo said:

I sighed as I stared at the remains of Evan dispite the Cheshire Cat grin across my face. "Oh it would have been fun to play some more... But you should have known to not defy a lunatic." I heaved his body over my shoulder, which was not only a heap of flesh with bones sticking out of it. Grabbing the investigator's gun, I placed it in my holster and started to make my way down the hallway. As I bounced down the stairs, his blood continued to rain over me, replacing the dried up gore with fresh chunks of flesh. I snuck past Sendo, Charles, and Koizumi and walked strait outside, my head tilted down to hide my grin. "Where is he? Where is my Philip...?" I giggled to myself as I scanned the faces of the S.W.A.T. team.​

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