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[shikosuki]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, CHOROMATSU. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 033.03.000.33 *** CalicoBoy has joined 033.03.000.33 <CalicoBoy> Hi! You've reached Choromatsu! <CalicoBoy> If you need me, feel free to leave a message. <CalicoBoy> Unless you're actually looking for my brothers. <CalicoBoy> In which case please go away. <CalicoBoy> Thanks!

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[darkova]

Alright then, tell me this certainly embarrassing symptom, Choromatsu.

[he HOPES it's embarrassing at least, for his own enjoyment]

[shikosuki]

[ ...

man he can't believe he's going to talk about this with Ingway but it's been bothering him so... ]

If you're snooping for something to laugh at me about you may as well fuck off now.

You know about Karamatsu's kidnapping, right?

[ oh. so. probably not actually embarrassing then. ]

[darkova]

Me enjoying your suffering and also wanting to help are not mutually exclusive.

[the mention of Karamatsu dries up any humor quickly]

Yes, of course.

on november 3rd!

[titularly]

There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!

Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!

1/2

[shikosuki]

[shikosuki]

Once upon a time there was a shitty eldest. He was an idiot and liked to play tricks on his poor brothers. One day, one brother finally had enough and decided to get back at him.

By taking all his stuff and throwing it in the lake.

:>

If you don't want to end up like that shitty eldest, apologize to your brothers and STOP BEING A SHIT today!!

[titularly]

why dont you ever play along

Late November 3. SORRY CHORO

[nolemon]

There once was a boy who was a Halloween fanatic. He loved dressing up for Halloween, he loved pulling pranks and watching horror movies, and above everything else... he loved candy. One fateful year, while he went trick-or-treating, he visited a house. This house was creepy as hell! It was big, it was old, it smelled like a grandmother and it was owned by a happy, old rich couple. The boy came here thinking that he would be handed out big chocolate bars, because it was a rich person's house but when he knocked on their door... he was handed a bag of that shitty candy that nobody likes! Tootsie rolls, shitty flavoured dum-dums, those weird... peanut things... needless to say, the boy was heartbroken. He was so heartbroken that he died, right there on their porch and now, every Halloween he goes out and finds people to curse. He wants everyone to suffer the same way he did!

Everybody is already suffering from his curse!! Send this to ten people to break the curse, or to avoid getting cursed, or you'll be stuck looking freakier than usual for the rest of your life!!!!!!!!!!

[shikosuki]

[ oh god fucking damnit ]

Really

[nolemon]

you don't believe me?

post-tree;

[ichimyatsu]

so about those heartburn pills

[Really, Ichimatsu?]

[shikosuki]

[ he sees the message and at first just blinks at it, groggily trying to recall what it's referring to

then he remembers ]

What about them
You want them now?

backdated to.... whenever choro revived.. the 29th i think

[titularly]

[These last days...week, maybe, had been the toughest one that Osomatsu'd ever had. He and his brother were kidnapped and locked in a basement, forced sedatives and those fucking candies that forcefully grew new limbs and whatever else to be harvested for who even knows what reason... and as much as the two tried to hide each other from the harvesters, there wasn't a whole lot they could actually do to save each other in the end. Osomatsu was pretty much in a constant state of pain from things being sliced, ripped, torn, pried off his body as if he were a fruit tree or something -- but he tried to keep a bright outlook. When he wasn't busy screaming at their captors and telling them to fuck off when they tried to take him or his brother, anyway.

He still tried to joke around, to make people laugh and smile because if he had to face how serious the situation actually was he'd probably go nuts. So he tried his best to make it.. bearable. And it was, for a little while. Up until his brother's body decided it had enough and without warning Choromatsu... died.

He died, right there in front of Osomatsu.

The elder brother tried to get him to wake up, he made fun of him he shook him and screamed his name.. he did everything until he was just a crying mess, hit with the realization that his brother wasn't waking up. That he left him all alone in this terrifying place and that's.. kind of when Osomatsu couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't joke around, he couldn't pretend to be okay because the only person he was pretending for was gone. So after that he just... recoiled back against the wall, huddled up to try and hide himself and he became despondent more or less. He offered a word or two for anyone who wanted to talk to him but he's.. useless when he's alone. He's terrified of being alone and all his fears were met so suddenly that he didn't know what to do.

...and then that happened. One day their bodies started to melt -- to mold together and before he knew it he was suddenly stuck to the dead body of his twin brother, and then to thirty other people.

The events that happened after that are mostly a blur.. he remembers going to a bar after a collective agreement and seeing Todomatsu there. He remembers seeing Jyushimatsu... getting smacked with his bat, blown up, electrocuted.. he has the scars to remind him whenever he looked in the mirror. Burns on his face and chest most noticeably, along with slashes on his arms, legs, across his eyes and not to mention one of his scorpion tails was now chopped near the base and a pathetic looking lump... either way, he remembers each and every way he got those scars, he couldn't forget. Though he didn't really remember what happened after the electrocution.. he vaguely remembers water and then nothing. He woke up on the side of the lake, coughing water and whatever else out of his lungs as other people around him did the same though.. his brother wasn't in sight. Of course he wouldn't be though, this wasn't a gag anime. He wouldn't just..be alive again like that. It was a fact that Osomatsu had to somehow deal with for the rest of his life... Choromatsu being dead. He didn't know that they revived here, too. It might've been mentioned one or twice, but he never really pays attention and his frazzled mind couldn't hope to remember. All he could think about right now was the fact that his precious younger brother was dead, and now they're quintuplets.

Quintuplets.. that's not even a funny number.

The next few hours were a blur, really. He wandered back to that place in search of his hoodie, because it was lovingly made by Karamatsu.. he wasn't about to let it get lost though.. going back to this place gives him the creeps. He treks down into the basement anyway though, ignoring the bodies of those who had been crushed lying around as he searches for his clothing.

Meanwhile, all around Ryslig the fog begins to roll in. Bringing in people who had died with it....]

GOOD BYE HEART I DIDN'T NEED YOU ANYWAY

[shikosuki]

[ What was still left of Choromatsu's body (and not a lump of gooey flesh) had sank down to the bottom of the lake when the blob finally dispersed. And why wouldn't it? He was already dead long before the blob started to take form and there was no will there to make his amalgamated corpse reform once they were free. In that moment, Matsuno Choromatsu the third born was truly dead and gone with barely a trace left.

Yet, as the fog begins to roll in the lake is not where he finds himself. After all, that isn't where he died, it's just where he ended up. No, where he finds himself now is that same basement he was kept captive during the worst days of his life, where he thought he had just closed his eyes for a quick nap.

He's in for a rude awakening though when he comes to: disoriented, weak and worst of all, alone.

He sits himself up, looking around in confusion. The never ending music has finally stopped, many of the unrelenting lights have at last gone out, most of the facility lays in ruins and there's smears of blood scattered over the floor. He doesn't see anyone. Not even his brother.

Did all this really happen while he was sleeping?!

He's too distracted by all this to even notice that all his panda fur has grown back or that his body is covered in scars from all those harvests. Where was everyone?! What happened?! Where was Osomatsu?!

Why was he left alone?!

He's too panicked to even try and make sense of this. All he can do is scream at the top of his lungs, not knowing if any one will even hear him at all. ]

B-B-BACKDATED TO THE 30TH

[titularly]

[So for the past couple weeks or so, Osomatsu's been acting... strange. He's been gone almost every morning, from the hours of 9 am to 2 pm almost every day of the week without fail, and coming home looking tired but bright and happy and no one's said anything about it just yet. Maybe he's going out to gamble away what money he has? Or maybe he's been going on dates with a certain cat-lady that Choromatsu tried desperately to cock block him from doing? Either way, it's definitely been weird and it's been on his mind to just up and tell the others.. but he hadn't had the courage to say anything.. until today.

He got home around 2:30 that afternoon, but his hibernating brother had still been asleep when he waked through the front door. Which would be fine but.. he was the one brother that Osomatsu wanted to spill the beans to, because he knew that Choromatsu would probably be the most excited for him. So he has next to his brother's sleeping form and waited.. and waited.. until finally Choromatsu stirred awake around two hours later.]

Ah, Choromatsu~!

[He's immediately greeted with a wide grin from the elder brother, and he scoots a little closer to that blanket fort of his.]

Guess what?

now it's my turn to do the icon thing

[shikosuki]

[ Choromatsu, still in his travel form, pokes his head and front legs out of the blanket fort just before Osomatsu scoots over, rubbing his eyes with his paws and yawning. He's still pretty sleepy and groggy, not even looking at his brother yet. ] What...? Did you bring breakfast? [ A completely one track mind these days. ]

<oinkoink> [1/2; text]

[shootaro]

I didn't know. I've heard that people go back home when they disappear, but I didn't know they could stay dead. No one told me we revive when I first got here either.

When my friend got taken and

tortured and hacked apart, when I got a part of him, I carried it in one of my clothes from home. I thought I should bury it, I didn't want to give it up to anyone, I thought he was gone for good.

I got treated like an idiot for being so torn up over it, like I was being overdramatic.

But that person also told me he wasn't dead. I was so glad when I found out he was alive, I hugged him.

The way he put it made it sound like no one dies for real, ever. The people who disappear, some of them come back, but don't remember what happened, but people say they go back home.

I thought that's all there was to it... I'm sorry.

I'm really, really sorry.

It's hard to say, but I mean it. I know it isn't obvious in text...

<oinkoink> [2/2; super rare audio!]

[shootaro]

[It's hard to recognize voice or even place it, because it sounds very broken up, cracking at times, most words mumbled, but what is clear is whoever's sending this is very young.]

I—I'm sorry.

No one deserved that.

<SpunkyDragon>

[lowsteaks]

Are u tortoiseshell? I only ask because he mentioned a family and ur the only one I kno who has their whole family here.

Rival Double Zero is full of crap.

1/2 <CalicoBoy>

[shikosuki]

[ ................ ]

<CalicoBoy>

[shikosuki]

[ shit ]

was it obvious

same day Kara goes to talk to Oso but like...later

[karappo]

can i talk to you choromatsu

[It's late at night, late enough for Choromatsu to be out and about so he doesn't expect an answer right away. Probably either working or in town or...whatever bear things he does at night.]

[shikosuki]

[ he is working actually, so by the time he comes home it's well past last call. hours before the sun rises but still pretty late. only when he gets home does he finally see the message

...why does he have a feeling he might know what this is about. ]

Sure.

first day of the fog before EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT

[shinebrightlike]

Matsuno-san do you mind if I ask you something? It's about when your changes started.

[ he'd said something about being itchy and if this doesn't qualify as itchy then Dia doesn't know what does. ]

[shikosuki]

Oh, sure. Have yours started coming in?