Ayato Naoi [直井 文人, Naoi Ayato] (
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poly_chromatic2013-06-03 10:01 am
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((Ever so slightly backdated to yesterday.))
Attention, citizens of the City. This is god, otherwise known as Naoi Ayato, speaking.
Utsuho Reiuji-san is the one most beloved among you to your god. She is under my care and protection here and you are not to lay claim to, dishonour, offend, or harm her in any way, lest you be forced to realize that you are lower than a termite and be forced to despair in your own uselessness by comparison; crawling on the ground and eating dust will be a suitable punishment before you are given the chance to reflect on your transgression.
Send her many blankets and warm scarves! But I will be the one to deliver them to her, because you are not worthy of speaking to her, scum.
As much as it pains me to exist in a City occupied by so many idiots, I think that I wouldn't mind staying... even just a little while longer. [That was a touch sentimental, while the rest was possessive and ridiculous in a more typically Naoi fashion, so he quickly ends the feed.]
Attention, citizens of the City. This is god, otherwise known as Naoi Ayato, speaking.
Utsuho Reiuji-san is the one most beloved among you to your god. She is under my care and protection here and you are not to lay claim to, dishonour, offend, or harm her in any way, lest you be forced to realize that you are lower than a termite and be forced to despair in your own uselessness by comparison; crawling on the ground and eating dust will be a suitable punishment before you are given the chance to reflect on your transgression.
Send her many blankets and warm scarves! But I will be the one to deliver them to her, because you are not worthy of speaking to her, scum.
As much as it pains me to exist in a City occupied by so many idiots, I think that I wouldn't mind staying... even just a little while longer. [That was a touch sentimental, while the rest was possessive and ridiculous in a more typically Naoi fashion, so he quickly ends the feed.]

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We're dealing with multiple Deities.
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Well, I'm not surprised that you think I'm an idiot. No helping it, is there?
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XDDDD just sayin'
...You have taken Reiuji-san under your care? Or is this just the curse speaking?
[With all his arrogant braying, she is inclined to take a look at just who and what he really is...]
[Naoi is already incredibly possessive and prone to jealousy, this curse just amps it up. : D;]
[At the mention of curses, he does look troubled, however.] Then, you mean, this is—
I didn't even feel it! Is there something inside of me, taking over and making me say these things...?! [He sounds angry, but the look in his eye shows fear.]
(Hah.)
Yes. Others today are posting similar messages to yourself. There is magic in the City, that has taken hold of your mind and is influencing your drives.
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Just when I was starting to—
[He can't even be sure these thoughts are his own anymore! He's terrified and he drops the communicator, backing away from it with uncoordinated, uneasy steps.
The communicator clatters on the floor and just his silhouette can be seen in the corner as he's holding his head. He's taking quick, short breaths like he's starting to cry, panicked.] Get it out...! GET IT OUT!! [Considering the nature of his own powers, it's rather ironic that he himself has such an issue with it.]
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Ayato-san, calm down. I understand that it is frightening -- I have felt its power also -- but you must simply wait for it to end, and it will. Likely it will only last for a day.
One day means little in the face of a lifetime. This too shall pass.
Here in the City, this is a fact of life.
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I don't want to be written out again!
I— ... I... [He's terrified, but he's stopped screaming at least.
There's a heavy sound as he falls to his knees just off-screen and he goes quiet for a long moment.]
I understand.
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So, which god are you, then?
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We aren't all of us dead, are we?
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This isn't the afterlife judging by how scared people are of dying here.
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Small comfort, I suppose.
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It can't be helped. The world I came from was populated by the souls of deceased children.
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Sounds... morbid.
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[You're lucky he didn't start talking about exposed viscera! Morbid is putting it lightly.]
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