Seito Souzen ~ P4 MC Villain Route (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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avalar_logs2013-09-29 11:32 am
allthepuppets) wrote in avalar_logs2013-09-29 11:32 am
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Who: Seito and anyone
What: All this time pretending to be sweet and innocent is starting to bother Seito...
Where: Summer Forest
When: Sunday, evening
Warnings: None at the moment.
Seito thought he was going to go insane.
Appearing in a new world, just at the point where everything was coming to a head in his life, had been jarring and disturbing. He had managed to keep himself calm, to keep himself from losing his cool. It had served him well, though not entirely; he was fairly sure more than a few people suspected he wasn't all he seemed to be. He could only keep up the innocent and shy teenager act for so long while being so empty inside.
That was why he was half hidden in the forest right now, hunched over and struggling with a headache that had started last night and had yet to stop. He needed to make his life feel full again; he needed to hold the life of something in his grasp, to watch it vanish before him and let that high fill him. But he couldn't figure out how to do that; there was no TVs here, which meant he would have to do the killing himself. It didn't sound too horrible, to take someone's life with his own hands, but he had never actually done so before.
But he needed something, anything; he felt so empty that he was clawing at his face and arms, struggling to even breathe as it felt like something was going to burst out of his skull at any moment.
What: All this time pretending to be sweet and innocent is starting to bother Seito...
Where: Summer Forest
When: Sunday, evening
Warnings: None at the moment.
Seito thought he was going to go insane.
Appearing in a new world, just at the point where everything was coming to a head in his life, had been jarring and disturbing. He had managed to keep himself calm, to keep himself from losing his cool. It had served him well, though not entirely; he was fairly sure more than a few people suspected he wasn't all he seemed to be. He could only keep up the innocent and shy teenager act for so long while being so empty inside.
That was why he was half hidden in the forest right now, hunched over and struggling with a headache that had started last night and had yet to stop. He needed to make his life feel full again; he needed to hold the life of something in his grasp, to watch it vanish before him and let that high fill him. But he couldn't figure out how to do that; there was no TVs here, which meant he would have to do the killing himself. It didn't sound too horrible, to take someone's life with his own hands, but he had never actually done so before.
But he needed something, anything; he felt so empty that he was clawing at his face and arms, struggling to even breathe as it felt like something was going to burst out of his skull at any moment.