repeter | Kill For You/Die For You Meme

Death and murder plots are serious business with long-term fallout and not to be chosen lightly. But sometimes we just really want the pain that comes with another character dying for yours, or seeing them murder someone in their defense... and that's what memes are for.

A1: Kill For You: Someone has hurt your character's loved one, and that can't be allowed. There's only one way to enact revenge or to make sure they aren't hurt again. Possibly with your character's loved one watching, but that's probably not too traumatizing.

A2: Killed For: Oh god no that was traumatizing. Someone killed someone else for your sake and now you're dealing with the consequences, whether you witnessed it directly or not.

B1: Die For You: Just because people have come back in Recolle before doesn't mean your character can allow someone they care about to be hurt. If that means sacrificing their life for them and dying in their loved one's arms, so be it.

B2: Died For: Someone you love is dying in order to protect you. You never wanted this. How could your life be more important than theirs?

How to meme:
-Post your character with their name, along with your preferences about which options you'd like ('will not murder', 'would prefer dying for someone over being died for', etc.)
-Other people respond to your character.
-Angst.

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[The spear enters his side, and on a normal human would have pierced a vital organ on the way if it had any depth to it. It's hard to tell just how deep it is.]

You can't move it. Don't - whatever I am now, if you move it and it hurts more that could kill me.

[He knows. He knows that this, with the ink letters covering his skin and the fog in his head, that's the sign of him near to death.]

You have to get back, or Sakura will cry.

[And that can't be allowed.]

-May let out a frustrated growl, taking the torn parts of Shuji's shirt and trying to make... a bandage, or something, anything that would make it feel like she doesn't just have to let this happen.-

Quit talking like that! You're not dead yet and I am not about to watch Sakura cry over YOU either! You're such an asshole! -The last words came through tears, making it difficult to see what she was doing.-

[The ink coming out of his side isn't the main problem, Shuji knows. It's how he could possibly get back without disrupting the spear inside him more.]

...So, I should try to go back?

[It's a question that carries more weight in it than it should.

Should he just finish this already, so May can start moving again?]

I... -She choked again, but this time harder than before, her hands trembling feverishly as she struggled to try and do anything with the fabric in her hands besides wring it within her grip. Tears poured out, and stained everything below.-

I... I don't know! But this is my fault and I have to fix it! I can't face her knowing you died because of me! -She cried out at nothing. The words were barely directed at Shuji at all. He was a phantom lingering in a conflict between a moment that couldn't be changed, and a future that couldn't be stopped.-

She can't lose you, not like this! I can't accept that! I have to do something! -But her words were hollow and each carried its own albatross of shame. Because she knew... she knew what was happening even if she didn't understand his physiology. There was nothing... nothing that could be done...-

You're such an asshole...

Yeah, I know.

[Asshole he may be, but it's not in his nature to ignore someone crying in front of him. Not someone who might tentatively be called a friend, or at least someone he doesn't want to cry. So he reaches out to wipe away a tear.

His hand doesn't reach. He shifts too much - there's a sting of pain as the spear digs further inside him, worse than the dull constant pain he'd already been experiencing. He opens his mouth and can't speak.

If there is anything merciful about this, it's the actual process of death is quick. It starts from the bottom - flesh and bone turning into nothing but the ink it was made of - and quickly reaches the head. Within the span of a few seconds, the existence called 'Shuji Tsushima' is no longer there.

There's just a spear that clattered to the ground in the middle of a puddle of ink.]

-She barely managed a strained, whispered, desperate 'please don't go' before it all seemed to just suddenly... end. The ink was a black void where a person had just been, a more fitting metaphor for the emptiness in that moment than she could ever think of.

The room was quiet. The air was still. Tears rolled over her cheeks, dripping into the ink itself, and there was a desperate part of her that wondered if there was some magic spell that might bring him back to life using those tears, but nothing continued to happen for the small eternity she sat there and cried...-

I'm... I'm not leaving you here. -She said it again, as if drawn by madness, but she was tearing fabric again, this time from her own shirt, and... started to wipe up the ink. It felt absolutely insane, but in her grief, she didn't care. These were... these were his remains. And she wasn't about to let the man who saved her life grow stale in this dark, terrible hell.

It was the only thing she could do.-

[honey no]

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