- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Horror, Yaoi/Yuri(for reasons), Sci-Fi, Modern, Magical, Fighting,
"Well... Ichi could be anywhere at this point, but I remember he said something about books in that cover story he gave towards me... Maybe he could be passing off as a student to some that run into him and are unaware of who he really is... like how he tricked me... And knowing that this is the most prominent college institution in Japan, he might be lingering around here..."
While some assume that Penelope was a hopeless case due to her constant traumatic blackouts and anxiety-filled personality, her work in reading in the lines of certain problems in real life situations made her ability to think out these possibilities be helpful for what they had to do. Easy to theorize and say, but the real work came to testing this theory out and seeing if Ichi lingered somewhere ould prove to be difficult. Scratching the side of her head, Penelope gave this a bit more thought, because something had to help in tracking the serial killer down.
"Tch, well not much that can be done about that."
Astaroth knew it might have only attracted more suspicion if Penelope went snooping around where she shouldn't be. Ichi primarily targeted children with some grisly exceptions here and there. While he didn't necessarily give a fig about humanity with some exceptions here and there, he'd be just as bad as Ichi if he lead this girl to her doom. Good intentions or not. Still, she proposed an interesting alternative.
"...If it's the only shot we got then I'd say go for it. But if you see him? Don't try and stop him yourself. The last thing we need is you getting hurt trying to take down a deranged killer all by yourself."
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Speaking of which, the killer in question had actually returned to his dorm through some clever uses of stealth. Locking his door, Ichi stepped into the bathroom and twirled three of his screwdrivers around in hand.
"Demons, huh? Figure I'd attract one sooner or later.." Ichi mumbled as he slipped off his shirt and tossed it into the bathtub. As i was coated with some of his own blood and the blood from the poor clerk he'd killed, best to wash it off. The same went for the jeans he was wearing. Though with the stinger-shaped tear in them at the knee? He might as well have junked them. Would be bad idea to invite any kind of questions on his person.
But was Ichi afraid of this new development?
Hell no! He reveled in the idea that supernatural forces were apparently getting tired of his shit! Here he thought he'd just been a lowly college student who'd kill a few kids, get caught, get hung and that'd be the end of that. But if a being from the pits of Hell itself wanted a piece of him? Who was he to refuse?
"Hehehe, wait until we meet again my horned friend!~"
@Gummi Bunnies