Misaki-chan

Dear anonymous, Did I lose because of my anime style? I want to know. Sincerely, Misaki ----- Dear anonymous, Despite not being close to you now (or really ever), try not to succumb to things like drinking or drugs because of your rather obsessive need to be noticed, to be popular. Yes, I know you have those sort of friends. Yes, I realize that doing those things are your choice. But despite you not thinking of me as a friend because I'm a blemish on your path to popularity, I do actually care about your wellbeing. And I know you're smarter than to do those things. But yet again, desires such as being popular can really block out common sense. Sincerely, Misaki ----- Dear anonymous, Hey. How are you? I know, I've been an ass and haven't been talking to you, even when we have a class together. Though you haven't really been trying either. But maybe it's for the better. As much as I liked your company in middle school, you would really beat down on things I like sometimes as if they were bad. I get it, maybe being as lazy as I am isn't a good thing, but me liking anime isn't a crime, right? You watch it too. And yet you talk about it like it's a bad thing. Like I'm obsessed when in reality I hardly watch it anymore. Maybe that's proof how out-of-touch we are with each other. Remember when you said how I don't show emotions towards you? How whatever I felt seemed fake? I think it's because partly being I'm a bad sympathizer. I just can't do it. So sorry if I ever seemed fake even though I really did care. But I also think it's also partially because I never allowed myself to emotionally attach myself to you. Perhaps it came from the fear that if I let you in, you'd just hate on the things I loved. Perhaps my body just didn't want to. I really don't know. But despite all of our awkward times, I still have good memories of you. Perhaps it's better if left our friendship preserved in the past and not try and make new ones. Because honestly, I don't think either of us could do it. Sincerely, Misaki

Misaki walked around the house, the clacking of her heels echoing throughout the halls, processing all knowledge she had gotten from the man. So I know that swearing guy was killed in wild rage, the pervert has ben caught and is under suspicion of being a murderer, and that I now have a magical box that will kill me if I open it, though if I do the group gets information. Lovely. So much to go on. She was still suspicious of the pervert, especially since he seemed to fixated that Ms. Scarlet was not shot, but stabbed in the head and even presented a bloody bullet to prove his point. However, it was quite possible he provided the bullet himself and took some blood from the victim just so he could say that. Because really. Who stabs someone in the head and then sticks a bullet in their head? While possible, it's unlikely. Her fingers wrapped around the wooden box she was given before she began to toss it to herself. But the swearing guy's death is strange.... Wild rage is what the man said, but the murderers didn't do it. So that means the guy didn't do anything to provoke being killed by Ms. Scarlet's killers. The halls fell silent as she stopped. A thought hit her. What if... Misaki's mind flashed back to the once docile maid gone mad. That would make sense... After all, insanity can lead to unbiased killings. "Lovely," she muttered to herself, "Yet another murderer to deal with..."

"Oh my." The mysterious man was back. Damnit. And I was enjoying not having him around as well... He spoke as he picked up a dead person (the one who swore a lot) from the ground. "This wasn't done by the murderers...much too sloppy of a job. Like wild rage, it seems." Wild rage, huh? Perhaps he was a murderer... "It seems that most of the people have taken the offer. Ah, well, it's not my concern. But I feel really, really bad for the people who chose not to get a new ability, so I'll heal them, I guess." He snapped his fingers. A few people suddenly felt better. I still wonder how the hell he can do this. "Also, it looks like blood's going to be spilled on their own hands today. Heksu's been caught and accused as a murderer; I wonder how they'll decide his fate?" I wonder as well.... He did come off as rather suspicious. The man suddenly turned around. Misaki stared back at him. The man shrugged, then smiled. "Hello, Misaki. I was wondering if you would do this for me." He pulled out a small, wooden box out of his pocket, and threw it at Misaki. She looked at it. What's this? A box? What good does that do? "Keep this for safeholding, will you? If you open it, you'll certainly die. But hey, one of the murderer's names may be in there, so maybe." He put his hand to his forehand in a military salute, then disappeared. She stared at where he stood before staring at the box. .... I swear he has it out for me. Her fingers rubbed against the wood as she turned it in her hands. But information on a murderer... That would be useful... But for the price of my life? We don't even know if it's useful information. For all I know, it could be a trap to kill me. She let out a sigh as she slipped the box into her pocket. "Well," she muttered, "I'll leave it be for now. Think about it later..."

Oh, BTW, no double postingggg. Use the multi quote button (located next to the reply button), select all the ones you want to reply to, and then click "Add Reply" (under whatever the last post of the topic was) and reply that way. Andddddd twin got to explaining to double posting before me =X And twin, I didn't tell you since I did it yesterday

Oh hey, look. You managed to figure out how to post a topic. Good job Welcome to DCW, filled with DC lovers and weirdness. Yet again, you get that from me so =X

(Obviously We all know he wants blood as much as you when he's not playing, so him canceling the vote is so not him :V)

After her nerves calmed down a bit, Misaki took out several pieces and quickly added stuff onto each, making sure not to leave anything out. I'm sure this will work.... Well, if people listen. She tucked the pieces into her pocket before heading downstairs, as she needed her newly gained apprentice to do a little work for her. As she entered the dining room, the stuck up guy yelled, "Fine! If you don't wanna weapons, then you fight the f***ing voices alone!" before storming out. Maybe profanity man would be a better nickname for him. The newbie raised an eyebrow at him as she asked, "So, any ideas on this voice thing? We hafta so somethin', yeah?" She pushed her plate to the middle of the table, adding, "Anybody who was this can 'ave it." Seeing the bit of bread left over, she snatched it up, saying, "Then I'll take this." before leaning over and whispering to Gracie. The girl looked at her for a second before saying, "Excuse me for a second." The two exited the room. When they were far enough away, she asked, "So what do you need?" Misaki handed her the pieces she prepared in her room before giving instructions as to what to do. "Do it discreetly," she warned, "I don't want to deal with people..." She nodded before tucking them away and walking towards her destination. The woman took a bite out of her bread. This better work....

Misaki walked into her room, a slight creak announcing her entrance. I better get some stuff... As she walked towards her bed, candy girl said, "Hey." She didn't respond. Didn't feel like it. Suddenly, a voice began to shout. "Enough!" The voice was once again back. Damnit. "Didn't I warn you of your lethargy? You don't listen, do you? Ahhh! I've had it!" A bright light enveloped the room before cries of pain could be heard all over the household. Misaki felt a searing pain in her arm as she clutched it, grinding her teeth as a rather sad way of easing the pain. The bastard! Silence fell except for the whines of pains from candy girl. "Aha...did I get a bit carried away? I apologize. However, I am honestly very sick of your lethargy. So, once again, here's a deal: everyone here can choose to input one name, and get themselves healed. Now, you ask, what's the catch?" The voice paused. "Here's the catch: the two names that were submitted the most will be killed. Of course, you can choose to not send in a name, but what's the fun in that? You stay injured." .... Lovely. "Oh, and one more thing. Should I get less than 4 names, I will immediately kill all civilians. Trust me, you don't want that, do you?" The voice paused again, as if in thought. "Hmm, how about this as well? You know, I kinda like Akai Sera and Heksu, so you can't send in their names. What a shame, but you know." ....... Of course. Favoritism. The voice paused. "Hey, I just thought of this: what if you guys choose not to send in names? Funny, huh? Well, then I kill Misaki. How's that? The voice then fell silent. Candy girl stared at Misaki, though her expression wasn't something she could describe. She honestly couldn't describe what she was feeling. Does this guy have a bone to pick with me? The asshole injures me, heals me, injures me again and then I'm the one who dies if we don't get enough names. She took a deep breath as she sank down onto her bed. Covering her face with her uninjured arm, she lied there, processing what she had heard. Candy girl came over, saying, "Are you okay...?" as she tried to touch her. "Don't," Misaki growled, "Just leave me alone for a while." She didn't want to be bothered. She just wanted to be alone. The girl paused before leaving the room, probably sensing that it was best to leave her be. The room fell silent. Only her breathing and the soft buzz of a fly could be heard. Her nerves were still shaking a bit, so she got up and headed to her suitcase. Pulling out a container, she opened it and admired the knives glistening in the light. She took a few out before gently setting them on her bed. As soon as they were nicely arranged, she decided on a target. The fly will do. As soon as her eyes locked on the insect, she snatched them all up and threw them, all three pining and slicing the fly into three. She got up and admired her work, though noticed she was off by a bit. "Damn," she muttered, "Could have been better. I'll need to practice." A pause ensued before she chuckled, "But yet again, I might not need to if fate chooses to go off with my head..."

The girl replied bluntly, "Not at all. In fact, I would like to speak to you." "I see," she replied, "And what about?" The girl stopped. She stuffed her hand into her pocket before pulling out a notepad and a pen. As she flipped the cover open, the woman noticed it was rice paper. The girl scribbled something down before showing it to her. About my brother and his death.... While I don't blame you... I want revenge. Against those who are the root of all this. Respond by writing. Easier. Misaki looked at the girl. Revenge, huh? I see... She sat down, taking the pen and notepad from her and wrote, I'll help you. But how will you pay for price of my work? She took her items back. I'll tell you what I know about this whole ordeal. The woman took the items from the girl again. While that's nice, it won't be enough. How about this? Work for me and I'll help you. How do you want me to work for you? Do as I ask really. Spy, get information, all that. I'll also be teaching you about my trade. The girl wrote without hesitation. Reasonable enough. I'll do it. Misaki looked at her before writing Are you sure? Please keep in mind this will be an arrangement that will last a number of years. I'm not tied to anything, and I suppose this will give me valuable work experience, so why not? What about family? Friends? You'll have to give up everything. I've already lost my brother, so what more do I have to lose? "I see. Well, congratulation then," Misaki said, "And welcome. So, about that info?" The girl nodded before writing it down and showing it to the older one. "This will do for now," she muttered before saying a bit louder, "I'll be looking forward to what you bring next time." The girl gave a nod. Misaki continued, "By the way, what should I call you?" "Gracie will be fine. And you?" "Call me Miss." Giving a quick bow of the head, she began to walk away, hearing the crinkling of the rice paper as it was being destroyed in the best way possible (AKA, eating it). I guess I now have an apprentice. Perfect. -------

Apparently the pervert was more hard headed (or hard necked) than she thought. He jumped up and looked at Misaki angrily. "Saa*a*an ä**ä! Give my knife back... Or give it to Em! That knife is dangerous in your hands bloody murderer," he yelled as he hit the wall with his fist. Close minded people are the worst. Can't see beyond what they believe. "AND YOU BLOODY MURDERER UP THERE!! I'M NOT COMING TO SLEEP WITH YOU MURDERER!! I'LL BE AT THE LIBRARY!! IF ANYONE WILL COME THERE I-," he started before suddenly falling silent and walking away. Suddenly, candy girl flung open the door, immediately breaking the fierce tension which enveloped the room, grabbing everyone's attention. Her head was hung down, her face being hidden by her bangs. It was silent. Her loud pants were the only thing to be heard. Water slid down from her face, though whether it was tears or perspiration was something she didn't know. "Hu...huh...hu... Everyone... Stop" she panted, "We shouldn't blame on Misaki and Wicky..." Misaki gave a mildly surprised look. Guess there are people here who can see beyond the blood of a child... "Wh-what are you talking about! They're the ones who ki-" the little girl in tears shouted. She looked like she was about to jump up in anger when the candy girl's sudden glare stopped her. "Hehehe... You're wrong," she chuckled as she lifted her head and revealed her face wet with tears. "The one who killed him... Is the master of the house! ~ The one who controls everything!" She tried to get something out of her pocket, which ended up being some chocolate, before grinning at it maniacally. "He will force us to kill... each. And. Everyone of us~~~ until NONE of us is left~ hahaha... Hahahaahaha~" Her laughter echoed as one by one, the candy slipped from her hand. She said, "If we wouldn't, then he'd leave the job to the existing murderer~~~ hehe~ isn't this fun? ...hahaha...Hahahahahahaaa...." She then fainted. No one spoke, more so because the girl looked like she had gone insane than anything. Suddenly, the little girl asked, "Miss, may I have the knife?" Misaki really didn't want to let it go, moreso because trusting a child who's sibling was just killed wasn't the best idea, but handed it over anyway. Geez.... I bet this'll bit me in the back sometime. But I've come to the point where I probably deserve it. As she watched the young girl run away, knife in hand, she felt the compelling urge to follow her. She didn't know why, but she was one to trust her gut and left as well. Trailing her, she eventually was led to the library, where that pervert said he would be. Guess she's returning it. She could hear him yell out, "If it's Misaki or Brian, go to hell. But if you are bringing my knife, thank you." Asshole. But what surprised her was that the young girl threw the knife, embedding it into the arm of the chair with skill she hadn't seen for a while. Talented. I like her. Perhaps we'll have to have a talk... I know that- "Why are you following me?" The girl, with her green eyes, stared at her as she awaited her answer. Misaki took a pause before saying, "Why? Problem?" ----- (And we begin to talk Suki )

As Misaki leaned against the wall, the pervert rushed in, taking his pocket knife out of his pocket. He threw it towards that door where Wicky went out. He shouted, "YOU TWO ARE NO BETTER THAT THE ORIGINAL MURDERER!! WHEN THE REAL KILLER HAS BEEN FOUND OUT, I'LL KILL YOU TWO!!! He walked to Misaki and slapped her to face. "I once slapped girl. At that time I feel myself a monster but not now," he shouted. She stood in shock for a second, surprised anyone would actually slap her. .... I really want to knock some sense into that pervert.... He went after Wicky and took his knife. Seeing how this could turn out badly (more for her than anyone), she ran towards him as she swung her arm towards his neck, making solid contact. A second later, he fainted. As she took the knife to make sure he wouldn't go crazy with it, she muttered, "Black and white aren't the only colors..."

(@OTTD, .... Um.... =X You may want to get rid of "She could feel her foot feel better as she allowed the crutch to drop, clattering on the ground." from your post OTTD since 1) you never were on crutches in the first place 2) you're a guy and 3) it literally makes no sense =X)

"Aha. Aha. Ahahahaha!" The booming voice was back, and it appeared very amused. "Oh, this is incredible. I can't believe you guys. Anyways, I see that Akai Sera has recently appeared. I welcome you to this bloody mansion." The voice paused. "Anyways, you all surely remember that deal I made with Misaki and Wicky? Here's the terrible thing: They both accepted. Ah, aren't they absolutely terrible? Heartless!! Brutal!! Murderers!! Ahahahahahahaha! Now then, the deal has been fixed. I will now take Ren's life." And then a flash of light blinded everyone, and a scream pierced the air. I never thought that boy would see things the same way I did. I wonder if he had a more foul intention than I... "Now that I've taken cared of that, I'll heal Misaki and Wicky's injuries as well." No flash followed. She could feel her foot feel better as she allowed the crutch to drop, clattering on the ground. "Once again, I can't believe you guys. Heartless, heartless." Then the voice went silent. "W-w-w-what did you do?!" Aki ran, Ren's bloody body in her hands. She glared at Misaki, then Wicky, then Misaki again. "You-you-you killed him! How could you?! I won't...ever forgive you! Ever! Both of you," Aki pulled out a knife, "prepare to die!" She then ran, quickly disappearing. She watched as the maid, now gone mad, run off the child's dead body. As she could hear the footsteps of the boy (apparently named Wicky) walk away, she leaned against the wall, arms crossed. A sigh escaped her lip as her her eyes lingered down the hall with a look that seemed sorta.... sad. How disappointing that everyone sees things so black and white, especially her... She froze. Huh. Me, feeling something good for someone? Boy has it been a while... Quietly, she let out a small laugh before a serious look fell onto her face. I'll have to rid of them though. They'll just get in the way of everything...

(Heksu.)