video; un: king

[agrizzlysin]

[Although the video is intentional, King clearly doesn't have much experience with a camera, let alone one contained in a pinkie ring. The video tops out at King's nose and is mostly taken up by his uniform. Behind him are the familiar halls that house everyone's rooms. As he floats down the halls like it's the normal thing to do, he addresses his audience.]

The dungeons... were where new arrivals found themselves during the exam. Including me. [A short pause, punctuated by King's frown.] Has anyone else been down there since the exam ended? I've been trying to memorize as much of the layout of Oska as I can; I don't want to be surprised like that again. But there's one room in the dungeons that doesn't make sense. Even beyond everything else.

[He sighs as he turns a corner, approaching the door to his own room. The video adjusts somewhat, revealing perplexed eyes.]

It's full of nothing but mirrors that don't reflect what's in front of them. They reflect just about everything else though. I swear I even saw... [King shakes his head.] If anyone has knowledge regarding this room, I'd like to hear it.

Honestly, an entire room filled with so much of the same thing... What's the point? It's like someone's trying to create a bad atmosphere.

[By now, King's pushing open the door to his temporary living quarters. Only, what greets him isn't the same old decor as everyone else's rooms. It's a room filled to the brim with cushions. Stacks upon stacks upon stacks of cushions. Just cushions. Nothing useful, nothing helpful, nothing of any material value. Just cushions... and Ban.

King's already troubled expression turns ice cold. Ban just waves drunkenly.

Before the obvious culprit can open his mouth, the view of the camera shifts, and a sudden arm movement leaves the screen blurry. When the view steadies itself, it's just in time for everyone watching to witness an ornate spear fly straight through Ban's chest. Blood splatters, but King's already returned his attention to the video.]

That's all I wanted to know.

[As King fiddles with the ring in an attempt to end this lovely discourse, one last grumble can be heard. But this time, it's Ban's voice.]

Is that any way to greet a comrade? You're gonna get bloooood~ on the cushions!

I don't care. I'm not the one who's gonna clean this up.

[Click.]

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[perma_banned]

[With a stuttered gasp, Ban felt the predictable swell of blood fly from his lungs--through his throat and out of his open mouth. His front was, just as predictably, covered with the stuff. Indifferent, Ban sat up and looked to King, slouching forward on the pile.]

What's crawled up your ass?

[agrizzlysin]

What happened to my room?!

[Emphasis on MY as his arms flail about. He's had to share ever since rejoining the Sins. WHY IS HE STILL SHARING????]

[perma_banned]

Our roooom~. You're used to bunking with me, after all.

[He ignored the bloodied spear shaft sticking out of his chest and began to stand up. It really would be a pain to deal with getting rid of all the annoyingly sticky, bloodied pillows later. Ban added, giving King an arch look.]

Or, did you start to forget all those fun nights~?

[agrizzlysin]

Maybe I did, what with all the fun I've had since I got here.

[The sarcasm practically drips from his tongue. He folds his arms over his chest with a "humph!"]

I was only gone for a few hours! What if people need these?

[perma_banned]

I'm sure their asses'll be just fine if they sit down without cushions.

[Ban gave the spear rammed through his chest the tiniest poke with his index finger. King's little 'humph' forced him to arch a brow.]

Huuuh. You're way pissier than usual.

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[boneafide]

[WHAT THE FUCK.]

[Look. He knew Ban was immortal. He knew he was used to bleeding and whatever. But he had yet to see Ban actually like... stabbed through.]

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[boneafide]

KING-BABY, WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT LEARNING A BOUNDARY!! STABBING PEOPLE IS NOT RESPECTING BOUNDARIES!!

3/3

[boneafide]

I'm going to throw up.

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[perma_banned]

[It was bad that Ban was trying to talk with a spear through both lungs.

The end result sounded... well, wet and raspy.]

D-DID YOU JUST CALL HIM KING-BABY!?

[There was awful, shrieking, bloody laughter choking out of him at that.]

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[boneafide]

OH MY GOD, BAN, GET THAT SPEAR OUT OF YOU BEFORE TALKING!! AND LAUGHING!!!

[THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE... ]

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[perma_banned]

Kahaha--

[Somehow, the blood stopped. It came with the territory of everything repairing itself as quickly as the spear wiggled around.]

Kiiiing~. [He called, off to the side.]

Get this thing outta me! My buddy's gettin' nervous~.

video; username: butterfly

[digophelia]

[ She's a little too comfortable with violence and gore. Completely unphased, Alice looks at this as if she's looking at a weather report. ]

Then who will clean it up? Blood stains are dreadful to clean.

[ ANYWAY- ]

As for your question, no, I haven't had a chance. I wasn't even aware newcomers were in the dungeons. What purpose does that serve? That sounds terribly inconvenient.

[agrizzlysin]

Ban made this mess. He can clean it up.

[Said with the resignation and dismissiveness of someone who knows that no matter what he says, yes, he is the one who is going to have to clean it up. Change of subject time.]

So... you haven't been to the dungeons at all? Maybe that's for the best. There wasn't anything down there besides that room anyway.

[digophelia]

I don't foresee that happening, sadly. He doesn't seem like he can carry on without drinking for even more than a few hours, how do you expect him to clean that up?

[ Yes, there's nothing special about a guy impaled on a wall, no, not at all. ]

No, not at all. You are fortunate; our first mission, a good portion of us were jailed for a night and some even longer. [ A pause, Alice taps her chin. ] Come to think of it, we've broken out of several dungeons and jails. I wish I could say I am completely surprised to hear there's a dungeon.

[agrizzlysin]

[That's a relief, because said impaled guy is now outside of the view screen chatting inanely with Papyrus. King has half a mind to poke another hole in him, but just because he got away with it once doesn't mean he'll get away with it again. Also, he kind of sort of said he wouldn't.

King answers Alice's question by pretending he didn't hear it.]

From what I've seen so far, that sounds like a pretty accurate first impression. No matter how many iron bars everyone breaks, we're still trapped here.

[digophelia]

So we are.

[ She's thought about this often, though hearing it from another certainly puts it into perspective. However- ]

What if we do not want to return to where we come from? Are we that trapped?

video | username: olivia

[winces]

[ what... does she even make of that...? it's hard to focus on answering his inquiry when all she can remember is SEEING ALL THAT BLOOD. ]

Um... Is everything okay...?

[ ban hasn't really been the kindest to her, but she'd still hate to see a "fellow comrade" get injured. especially by another?! ]

[agrizzlysin]

Don't worry. The uniforms replace themselves.

[And Ban is immortal. But King is annoyed with Ban and also tired of him. King's dry tone makes it clear he doesn't care about that part.]

[winces]

[ olivia doesn't answer for a moment, instead turning her attention to the man seated behind king. he doesn't look perturbed at all, which leads olivia to assume he's likely a self-healer.

still... that seemed a bit extreme...

glancing back towards king, she smiles nervously. ]

You seem tense.

[ to put it lightly. ]

[agrizzlysin]

I'm more surprised by how calm everyone else is.

[Which is partly why just seeing Ban in his natural habitat sent King right off the edge.]

[winces]

[ she can't help but sympathize, honestly. ]

Do you... wish to talk about it...?

[perma_banned]

King-Baby's just lucky I can remake my brand new uniform~.

[winces]

[ she just frowns sternly at ban. while she doesn't agree with king's actions, she can't say she doesn't think ban has done anything to warrant it. ]

What did you do?

[perma_banned]

[He lifted a bottle of ale to his lips--only to find that the end of it was shattered and covered in blood. He groaned, tossing it against the wall with a harsh shatter.]

I was lyin' here in my spoils, enjoying myself. What else could I have been up to~?

[winces]

[ having lived among bards and minstrels and soldiers all her life, olivia is no stranger to drinking (and the occasional excess of it) but here she can't help but wrinkle her nose a bit. she truly did have a terrible poker face. ]

Are you saying he would attack you for no reason? Just like that?