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Fandom Murder IV: Eye of the Storm

Status: Uh... Yuri?
With: Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara doggodaily doggodaily Stormcloak Stormcloak


“You alright?” Leon looked as she wiped something on her side. “What was that?” It was hard to get stuff past him as he was trained to study body language as a cop.
 
Status: UH... YURI?!
With: Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara Stormcloak Stormcloak doggodaily doggodaily


Leon didn’t want to think she wasn’t telling the truth, but he didn’t buy it. This was the stuff they told you to look for in people you were interrogating. “Yuri...” He let out a painful, disappointed, almost-whine as he knelt closer and looked where she had wiped... blood. It took a second for it to click. He didn’t want to believe it. Leon’s eyes scanned the floor behind them. No sign of anything, or anybody else. He stared her in her eyes, his begging hers for the truth.
 
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Yuri froze. She didnt know what to do. She couldn't let anyone find out what she does. They'll criticize her. Mock her. She didn't want to know what would happen. She just stayed silent. However the cuts on her arm, since they weren't treated they began to bleed through her sleeve showing the stain.

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Status: Gucci Mr.Stark
With: doggodaily doggodaily Stormcloak Stormcloak Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara


Leon stood in shock as he saw the red seep through her sleeves. Without a seconds's hesitation he threw his arms around her and embraced her. He didn't know what else to do. His training taught him to spot it, but how was he supposed to fix a problem like this? Leon didn't know, so he held her. He wanted her to know that it was gonna be alright. That everything would be okay.
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She didn'tt say anything. She couldn't say anything. This had never happened before. She had no idea what to do. All she could do was hug back as her legs shook.

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Status: Tender Moment
With: Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara Stormcloak Stormcloak doggodaily doggodaily


Leon slid to his knees with Yuri in his arms as he looked at Jason for a moment. "Jason take Connor and walk over out of earshot for a second, but stay within eye-shot." Leon requested from the man who seemingly had some feelings and sense of guilt after all.

As they left from hearing range, Leon sat there with Yuri and asked "Are you okay? May I see?" The words fluttered gently from his mouth as he ran his hand along Yuri's arm until get got to the bottom of her sleeve.

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Yuri didn't really want him to see, but it was to late now and she just nodded. Once he lifted the sleeve he'd see side ways cuts everywhere up and down her arm.

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Status: Tender Moment
With: Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara Stormcloak Stormcloak doggodaily doggodaily


"If it makes you uncomfortable..." Leon said not wanting to upset the girl "I'm just trying to help you." Leon reassured her, and himself, once again.
 
Snorting, she shook her head slightly, as if too shake the uneasy feeling looking into the Jester eyes had caused. As crazy as he looked, his words made sense. Was she getting soft? Had years of living in hiding ruined her? The old her would’ve thought of that, and conformed without a question. Now, she needed too be reminded by a mad man. Maybe whatever was going on here affected her common sense? Either way, if she wanted too survive, she needed too get into gear.

“I just wanted some damn breakfast.” Grumbling, she took a few steps back, sliding a glance in the direction of Lanaya. “I’m definitely losing my touch.” The girl had took up a defensive stance, hands gripping two weapons, neither the dagger she had given her. As timid as she came across, she seemed ready too slit anyone’s throat who came too close. And here, Vernita had thought... she chuckled. Yeah, she was losing it.

She made a move too press back against the lockers. But nearly tripped over two male students roughly taking one another, on top of a mangled body. Turning her head, she resisted the urge too gag, moving in the opposite direction as their grunts filled the air.

“This is so fucking stupid.”


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Status: Tender Moment
With: Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara


Leon slid the girl's sleeve up only to see, what could only be described, as an ink-splash painting of scars cut horizontally across her arm. Each cut layered with a new one until the feeling of a blade had been forever etched into her nerves like a sculptor using a rasp to etch his designs into stone, only this time to the flesh.

Leon grimaced internally while trying to keep a calm demeanor on the outside "Let's get this patched up." He pulled a smile from the depths of his being as he tore a collar off of his fine shirt-- as that was all he could do for now-- and wrapped it around the exposed flesh.
 
Yuri felt so embarrassed. She never imagined the day someone would find out about her tendencies to cut when she's stressed. She looked at Leon and used all her strength to force a smile.
"T-Thank you..."

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Status: Tender Moment
With: Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara


Leon realized she wasn't actually relieved at all to have been found out, and that bothered him a little. It seemed to him that with ever wrap of the makeshift bandage around her arm that he was adding another layer to the goodwill he was forcing onto her. "You don't have to force it." Leon mentioned in an emotionless, near-pouting tone. "Before you say anything," Leon interrupted her breath to begin her next sentence "I've seen that smile in plenty of places before. In one to be more exact. It's the face every husband gave his wife as he choked out an 'It's gonna be alright." but he never came back with help from the R.P.D... it's the smile every R.P.D officer gave the people at their evacuation points before they were overrun by the undead... it's th--" Leon didn't mean to drag the moment down like this by divulging his sob-story background. He simply shut his mouth and finished wrapping the bandage "Although, you should smile genuinely more often. You've got a cute one." Leon teased.
 
She stopped her next words as Leon went on with his story, but the last thing he said mad enough her a bit flustered. She tried say something but she kept stumbling over her own words blushing the entire time.

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Connor pulled the slide to the weapon and put it in his pocket, looking to the scene that was enveloping. "That's cute, but I don't think this is the most of our worries when there could be another horde of cultists coming along." Connor grumbled to himself, annoyed to see Leon trying to make a love scene, or thats what he thought anyways. He shook his head and looked further into the blood stained hall, squinting as he saw the mess.

"Look, we should continue moving and whatever cultists we find we neutralize, we need to clear this school." Connor inquired to the group, sliding his 9mm out of his pocket once more as he got into a tactical stance. He slowly moved forth, deeper into the hall as his eyes trailed along, keenly looking around every direction like a hawk would it's prey. His keen android components allowing him to be as tactical as he could.

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Toshinori "All Might" Yagi

Location - Blackwell Academy: Art Room | With - Tracer | Condition - Highly Concerned

Toshinori somehow managed to slip away from the girl wielding a submachinegun without coming away with a few extra holes drilled into his body and was currently running through the halls, glancing through the small windows in each of the classroom doors as he passed. Dammit, he had to find Kate. She seemed to be at the center of all this. She hadn’t replied to his last text, but if he could get her talking face-to-face, maybe he could get some real information out of her.

Suddenly, he caught a blur of brown hair out of the corner of his eye inside one of the classrooms. He skidded to a halt, dashing over to the door and throwing it open, running into what looked to be an art room of some sort.

“Miss Marsh, I really need to know—” he began urgently, but before he could finish his questioning he caught a better look at the person he saw. There was a lanky young woman with her back pressed against the far wall, cracks in the drywall forming around her as though she’d been thrown against the wall with considerable force. She wore some strange device around her chest, though the cracked metal and arcs of blue electricity suggested that whatever impact had thrown her against the wall had broken it as well.

Surprisingly, the woman let out a pained grunt as she pushed herself off the cratered wall, holding a hand against her back where she’d taken the brunt of the blow. Toshinori rushed to her side to help.

“A-are you alright?”

Tracer didn’t answer the skeletal man right away, instead glancing around at the carnage that littered the classroom with a look of confused horror. Everything was covered in blood and… other unpleasant substances.

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“Bloody hell… What is this place?!”
 
Yuri looked at Leon and smiled a bit. This time it wasnt forced however, but the android man thing was right. She stood up and helped Leon up too.
(Ok if we go anywhere I'll probably just have Yuri drag you to where we need to go)

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SIDE QUEST:
"120 Days of Sodom"

THE SIMPLE PASSIONS, FOR THOSE TO BE AROUSED IN THE THIRD OF OCTOBER AND ORCHESTRATED BY MONSIEUR TRAVIS KEATON; INTERSPERSED AMONGST WHICH ARE THE SCANDALOUS DOINGS AT THE THEATRE OF ART; TO BE PRESENTED IN UTMOST IMMODESTY AND BEHELD BY ALL.

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Monsieur Travis Keaton rose from his desk and passed through the Theater of Art owned and operated by Blackwell Academy. He was, as they say, a gentleman of talent, art, and culture. A proud look upon his face accompanied by his loyal companions - although, to be sure, an exceedingly ugly yet brutish bunch - followed him akin to a chick trailing behind a mother hen; coercing or collecting talent for the theatrical performance of the 1785 classic Les 120 Journées de Sodome, or 120 Days of Sodom as penned by French nobleman Marquis de Sade. 'Alas, the roles plenty, but the actors so few!' groaned our director. With a checklist in hand, he proceeded into his office as the clock strikes 1 o' clock, examining his talent:

ROMANCE FOR THE SCHOOL FOR LIBERTINAGE

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

- Nathan Prescott, as The Bishop; a very mean character. He is deceitful, adroit, a faithful sectary of sodomy, active and passive, he has an absolute contempt for all other kinds of pleasure, he has brought about the cruel deaths of the two children whose sizable fortune was left in trust with him; he is a nervous type, so sensitive he nearly swoons upon discharging. Nathan was a willing participant upon hearing this splendid display of debauchery and plays the role of libertine.

- Dana Ward, as Rosette; the daughter of the Marquis de Sénanges; she was abducted from her father's estate in Bourbonnais. Her figure, as the rest of her features and chiefly ass is beyond all description. Dana was a willing participant upon hearing this splendid display of debauchery and plays the role of victim.

- Hayden Jones, as Bum-Cleaver; has the look of a satyr; and has a fine curve to this majestic prick. Hayden was an unwilling participant despite hearing this splendid display of debauchery and plays the role of stud. He is surely in a wretched state of affairs much to the delight of Monsieur Travis Keaton.

Our forlorn director, so miserable and distressed upon viewing this distinct lack of talent, wept sorrowfully. The audience was willing! Yet the talent so few! Nay; he could search through the ugly, hunchbacked halls of Blackwell and find nothing. The show had- no, must go on!

And he would find his talent.

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CAPTAIN RENKO
Blackwell Academy

Something definitely wasn't right in this school. From the looks of it, a cult had sprang up a short time before his arrival. More than that, some female had just gunned down a football player in the hall just minutes later. There was also the problem of a pair of male students violently making out with a bleeding corpse in the corridor. They didn't pay any attention to Renko even as he passed by inches away.

Everyone seemed to be perfectly fine the previous day. It was almost as if something had fucked the minds of the locals in more ways than one overnight.

He had drawn his Volk and was clutching it with both hands as he cautiously moved through the campus as he had been trained to do, checking his corners and sweeping rooms as he went. The students were armed, dangerous, and completely insane, from the looks of it.

There was a suddenly flash of light behind him. He spun around to see some kind of swirling portal. Cautiously, he stepped towards it.

Then something was thrown from the portal, hitting him square in the chest and knocking him to the floor. The portal itself vanished a second later.

He lay there with a weight on his chest, coughing a few times and gasping. He opened his eyes, suddenly noticing that the weight on his chest was in fact a young, raven-haired woman dressed in black and crimson corset and cape.

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Renko slowly moved to push her off. Before he could do that, however, she groaned and opened her glowing
red-orange eyes and glanced around, looking quite confused. "W-Where?"
 
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