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foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
GRAVEYARD
[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
CHRIST I AM SO LATE ON THIS
Ah, Medic. Someone contacted me with a message for you, if you're not -
[Stares at the birds.
Stares at Medic.
.......]
....Sshhhhould I come back later, or?
UR VALID
No, no, come in, don't worry, I'm just getting to know these little ones!
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[A bird alights on his shoulder and probably tries to peck at his unkempt long hair, honestly. It's bright enough.]
Ah, the person who sent this didn't want to be identified, but...they wanted to apologize for voting for you.
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.. Oh! Huh.
[Medic would be lying if he said he wasn't curious, but. He gets why it's anonymous.
He thinks for a bit, idly scritching Archimedes' head as he does so.]
I guess... If you speak to them again in the future, let them know I'm not too upset about it. Death has its perks as well as its downsides; and I still believe there's a chance that this isn't a permanent state, at least for me.
And- ah- let them know that I really blame anyone for wanting me dead. It wouldn't be the first time! Hah.
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[...okay, maybe he should explain.]
Most people after they die don't take it half as well as you have.
...Also, sorry for throwing...the tablet at your, uh. Torso-face.
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And honestly, the- ah- additions to my body came as a surprise to me, as well. I can't fault you for-
[[Spy's head resurfaces.]
(I do not forgive you.)
Well, no one asked you, did they!
[The birds may not be able to see or hear the extra head, but they do look surprised for a moment, with a few fluttering away.]
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FLINCHES???
At Spy's head.]
...Fair enough, I guess. Though, uh - I could probably remove them if you wanted me to. I'm a Shinigami - a 'Soul Reaper' in english, I think?
Though - wait, you've died before?
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Hush.
[Medic just kind of. Pushes at Spy's head and forces him back into his body. It's fine.]
I don't mind them! All the souls I have attached to my body are the souls of my teammates- I've been able to talk with them for the first time since arriving here! Granted, I'm not talking to them really- I guess it's more of a... mirage of them? I doubt that, wherever they are right now, they have any memory of these conversations- but it's something. It's kind of nice, really!
Oh, yes- didn't I tell you that before? It was my job as a mercenary to die constantly.
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stares at Medic]
....No, you really are talking to them. I can feel all of those souls you have in your body.
[Oh my god, this is his life. His life with a weird zombie doctor who is also an abomination of souls.
He groans, and places a hand on his face.]
I can't believe you made yourself into some kind of - psuedo hollow while you were still alive.
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But the version of Misha without a soul would not remember me conversing with his soul.
I think.
Now I'm confusing myself.
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[Still, it's not really something he wants to think about.]
Did they ask you to do that? Put their souls and yours together, I mean.
75% of this is canon and the rest is me filling in the gaps
[Medic looks aside, nervous. After a moment, he sighs.]
Well, we're both dead, so i don't see a lot of use in hiding it.
I sold my soul years ago. Yes, yes, I know. I don't need the riot act read to me over that again. Now, after I did that, I started experimenting in learning more about the human soul- partially for my own eternal afterlife's sake, and partially for the sake of scientific curiousity.
Eventually, I hit upon a way to remove a soul from a human body, but still keep them- well- themselves. The process doesn't hurt them, and none of them are even aware it occurred.
It's made them incredibly resistant to dying, even when respawn technology is unavailable. Better yet, it seems like it didn't negatively impact them in death, either. Of course, that's if Sniper is to be believed...
Ah, anyway. No, I didn't ask, but in all fairness, part of our contracts as mercenaries allows me to experiment to my hearts content so long as I'm not intentionally causing detriment to my own teammates' fighting abilities.
Plus, believe me, they're all very used to my experiments.
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There's so much he could say in response to this. Part of him just wants to break out his zanpakuto and cleanse all these spirits, because??? holy fuck???? what the fuck is this, he's not even a full shinigami but everything in his body is screaming at him to make this stop.
Yet....he also knows worlds are different, and he can't impose his own on them. And besides - would it even really kill Medic, or just send him back home?
Medic might find it a little hard to breathe occasionally, what with Ichigo's reiatsu fluctuating a little - but eventually, it evens out, and he only has one thing to say.]
...I'm going to be blunt.
I'm going to forget you ever explained this to me, for my own sanity and your safety. Deal?
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[Medic scritches the feathers of one of the gray pigeons, humming to himself.]
You go on pretending I am a perfectly normal man who occasionally has extra heads, I go on pretending that you don't think I am horrifying.
[He doesn't sound mad or anything, don't worry. He actually sounds pretty chipper about it.]
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[He clears his throat, a little awkwardly.]
Anyway, that's all I had to say. I'll, uh...leave you to your birds now.
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You don't have to justify yourself to me, my friend. I don't mind.
[The pigeon on Ichigo's shoulder stops preening him and hops off, returning to Medic's own shoulder.]
... And- thank you again for the message. I do appreciate it.
[... He still sounds chipper, but now it's getting a little much. It's hard to tell if he genuinely doesn't mind Ichigo's reaction, or if he's trying very hard to appear as though he doesn't mind; and honestly, either is possible.]