I can’t give you a proper burial, but it’ll be better than a hole.
[ It will be… I guess a rectangle. Or hopefully there’s already a ditch made for people cause he won’t waste his time digging deep. ]
I might attend even if I’m not allowed. [ He would break in uninvited, honestly. ] Someone I’m searching for might be there. If it’s swarming with violent sorcerers, I would prefer to be prepared to kill them all.
[ YJH arriving at the graveyard... it looks nice, actually, the main part. It's very Buddhist graveyard. Tell me if this looks okay to you because it's a FanWiki image and FanWiki links get weird. However, to find an open spot, he'll have to go out a bit further, and it gets pathetic real quick.
Looks like holes in the ground, but like people weren't able to make them actual nice burial grounds. It's just mound of dirt after mound of dirt, not in ideal clean rows, people working away. It starts to rain, slightly and quietly, one drop at a time.
There is a shovel near a tree if he'd like.
I MEANT HOLE, THE PLACE, DICK... THERE ARE BETTER PLACES TO DIE, BUT FUCK IT -- PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS FOR LONGER. BUT HEY... HEH HEH. IF GHOSTS ARE REAL, I'D SURE AS HELL WOULD LOVE TO SEE THAT HAPPEN!
Spite, of course. He'd rather see all of the En Family rot.
...YOU'RE, UH. YOU'RE NOT GONNA BURY ME ALIVE, RIGHT...?
[ Help. Calling him a dick makes him tempted to throw another chunk elsewhere, but the sound of “please” stays his hand. ]
[ Fortunately, I know what those look like. Idk why my mobile tag wrote this here but this bracket is meant for the cemetery. ]
… What. You expect me to wait here until you die?
[ The tone is very “what do I get out of it?” He goes quiet as he digs a little more in one of the open spots or already made ditches, just a bit before stopping. ]
I’m less inclined to listen to your dying wish when you cursed at me earlier.
[ Maybe beg a little more or be more polite, I don’t know. Joonghyuk is unfortunately pissy and volatile. So I’ll see how he’ll respond when the tag comes.
He starts tossing the body parts into hole (not derogatory). ]
[ There is a long silence, here. The head stares at YJH, eye twitching in anger, pain, but more than anything -- a growing hatred. It's a look that says 'you're no different, after all'.
And after a moment, he just hacks up what he has left and spits at him. ]
[ You just needed to speak normal and not curse for him to be somewhat nice, you stupid old man. He tosses the head into the ditch, doesn’t even bury him, and walks off. Disgusted, he wipes off the SPIT. Gross.
To be honest, Joonghyuk would fit well in Dorohedoro.
Anyway, can we go to where those street lights were… Was that a location of interest. I am falling asleep. ]
[ Goodbye, meatbag, good riddance. Maybe the rain will fall harder and he'll mercifully drown in the ditch or something.
If Joonghyuk wants to wander a bit, why not. Is he bringing the shovel with, btw? He can see the street lights, but there isn't much that seems particularly interesting. There's a pawn shop, though, and also... a bare lot, weirdly enough, that somehow draws his attention. Something was there, at some point, but it's been torn down since. He may pick one of these. ]
THERE'S LIKE... NO PEOPLE HERE? WHAT THE FUCK. Let's go to the pawn shop first to see if he can find someone who won't curse the shit out of him. If no one is present, he might just loot stuff. He isn't a good man. ]
The pawn shop just has one older man at the desk, who peers at Joonghyuk the moment he steps in. Nice coat, nice sword. Clearly, YJH is better off than most, and he's eyeing it all. He sits behind a metal grate with an opening where you do exchanges, like a ticket exchange booth except instead of plexiglass, it's rusted steel.
Behind him sits an array of things, boxes of old material, trays of vials, what have you. He raises a brow, seeing if YJH will speak ip first. ]
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[ It will be… I guess a rectangle. Or hopefully there’s already a ditch made for people cause he won’t waste his time digging deep. ]
I might attend even if I’m not allowed. [ He would break in uninvited, honestly. ] Someone I’m searching for might be there. If it’s swarming with violent sorcerers, I would prefer to be prepared to kill them all.
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Looks like holes in the ground, but like people weren't able to make them actual nice burial grounds. It's just mound of dirt after mound of dirt, not in ideal clean rows, people working away. It starts to rain, slightly and quietly, one drop at a time.
There is a shovel near a tree if he'd like.
I MEANT HOLE, THE PLACE, DICK... THERE ARE BETTER PLACES TO DIE, BUT FUCK IT -- PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS FOR LONGER. BUT HEY... HEH HEH. IF GHOSTS ARE REAL, I'D SURE AS HELL WOULD LOVE TO SEE THAT HAPPEN!
Spite, of course. He'd rather see all of the En Family rot.
...YOU'RE, UH. YOU'RE NOT GONNA BURY ME ALIVE, RIGHT...?
Pretty please? ]
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[ Fortunately, I know what those look like. Idk why my mobile tag wrote this here but this bracket is meant for the cemetery. ]
… What. You expect me to wait here until you die?
[ The tone is very “what do I get out of it?” He goes quiet as he digs a little more in one of the open spots or already made ditches, just a bit before stopping. ]
Have you heard of Aikawa?
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I WANT YOU TO KILL ME. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT HURTS, BEING LIKE THIS? PUT ME OUT MAN, I DON'T CARE HOW, JUST MAKE IT QUICK, FOR DEVILS' SAKE.
There is a pause. Idk if you're actually looking at his face but it's just a scrunch of red-crossed eyes, thought.
SOUNDS LIKE A SORCERER, BUT DON'T KNOW 'EM. AIN'T ONE OF OURS. ]
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I’m less inclined to listen to your dying wish when you cursed at me earlier.
[ Maybe beg a little more or be more polite, I don’t know. Joonghyuk is unfortunately pissy and volatile. So I’ll see how he’ll respond when the tag comes.
He starts tossing the body parts into hole (not derogatory). ]
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YOU SHOOK ME! IT HURTS! DON'T JUST THROW ME IN THERE!
It is a mixture of angry but also desperate panic. ]
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Speak to me properly.
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WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
Simple and sweet, or really not that sweet. ]
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[ STOP CURSING AND STOP MEAN ]
Your last words.
[ I guess this is where we see if man is buried alive or dead. It’s just his head left that yjh has to toss into the ditch. ]
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And after a moment, he just hacks up what he has left and spits at him. ]
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To be honest, Joonghyuk would fit well in Dorohedoro.
Anyway, can we go to where those street lights were… Was that a location of interest. I am falling asleep. ]
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If Joonghyuk wants to wander a bit, why not. Is he bringing the shovel with, btw? He can see the street lights, but there isn't much that seems particularly interesting. There's a pawn shop, though, and also... a bare lot, weirdly enough, that somehow draws his attention. Something was there, at some point, but it's been torn down since. He may pick one of these. ]
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THERE'S LIKE... NO PEOPLE HERE? WHAT THE FUCK. Let's go to the pawn shop first to see if he can find someone who won't curse the shit out of him. If no one is present, he might just loot stuff. He isn't a good man. ]
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The pawn shop just has one older man at the desk, who peers at Joonghyuk the moment he steps in. Nice coat, nice sword. Clearly, YJH is better off than most, and he's eyeing it all. He sits behind a metal grate with an opening where you do exchanges, like a ticket exchange booth except instead of plexiglass, it's rusted steel.
Behind him sits an array of things, boxes of old material, trays of vials, what have you. He raises a brow, seeing if YJH will speak ip first. ]
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Also, yes, Joonghyuk looks like he has money (but he doesn't). He crosses his arms as he looks at what's here. ]
What do you sell here?
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"Depends. What're you lookin' to buy? ...Or sell?"
[ It's an incredibly old and dinky establishment. ]
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... What are in the vials?
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[ Delivered flatly. ]
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I am not here for jokes.
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"If you don't even know what's in 'em to begin with, they're nunya business."
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... I have a sword crafted in the 73rd Demon Realm, forged with metal capable of slaying Demon Kings and Constellations. Give me an estimate.
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"Yer telling me you got a sword that kills devils an' consternations and you're gonna sell it to me?"
[ You're telling me a shrimp fried this rice? ]
"Hand it here and I'll see if it's worth what you say it is."
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[ He really does not want to… ]
I’ll keep my hold on it while you appraise. You can reach out to touch it.
[ Sorry, he’s a paranoid bitch. Anyway, he unsheathes. This isn’t gay at all. Our rolls said this is heterosexual. ]
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"Put it on the desk then, weirdo. I'll get my tools."
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You don’t understand that this is his comfort sword. ]
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