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eluvio2017-02-19 08:26 pm
glitterpants) wrote in eluvio2017-02-19 08:26 pm
[2.] video | un: 2cool | february 19th
[ The feed clicks on and shows not one, but two-almost-Karamatsus. The difference between them is easy to see once you find it: Karamatsu’s confident posture and Ichimatsu’s slouch— Karamatsu’s bold eyebrows and Ichimatsu’s stubby ones. Yes, this is one out of the five other identical brothers that Karamatsu has. Some of you have met them both and maybe have noticed the difference right away, others may still be struggling to tell them apart. Here they are, side by side, though, and it may be hard to make out good details of them in the dim light. Karamatsu clears his throat, looking rather serious for a change. It takes him awhile to speak, running one hand down his face and curving it around his chin, obviously distressed by all of this. Ichimatsu? Not so much. ]
Ah, good evening, everyone. It’s I, Karamatsu.
It’s been.. awhile since I have spoken with you all, but I come baring some tragic news. Yesterday, me and my brother took a walk through the atrium to find better sources of light. What we found was something else. In the trees, we found the gruesome display of organs thrown over the vegetation in a horrific showcase. A—ah, that’s.. not all that we have found..
[ He looks a little pale just talking about this and for a moment he has to pardon himself out of the camera. ]
...You’re still sick about that? Pansy.
[Ah, there’s another difference. While they both speak in deeper voices than one might expect from their looks, Ichimatsu speaks much less clearly, barely opening his mouth and mumbling as opposed to Karamatsu’s clear enunciation. Nevermind the fact that Ichimatsu looks approximately like he’s not used a hairbrush in a week. He rolls his shoulders and takes over, scrunching his face at his brother off-screen.]
There was a boot in the trail, dunno what happened to the other one. The viscera was all up in the trees, like he said, but it was too dark to really tell what was where and if any of them was still intact. There was also a heart in a gold box-- we surrendered it to find out who it belonged to, so I guess there’s not really anything for a burial.
[ Karamatsu returns to the feed, wiping his lips across his sleeve. ]
….For those of you who are friends and family of a passenger named “Rey” … my condolences go out to you. Please keep close to those people you love. Thank you.
Ah, good evening, everyone. It’s I, Karamatsu.
It’s been.. awhile since I have spoken with you all, but I come baring some tragic news. Yesterday, me and my brother took a walk through the atrium to find better sources of light. What we found was something else. In the trees, we found the gruesome display of organs thrown over the vegetation in a horrific showcase. A—ah, that’s.. not all that we have found..
[ He looks a little pale just talking about this and for a moment he has to pardon himself out of the camera. ]
...You’re still sick about that? Pansy.
[Ah, there’s another difference. While they both speak in deeper voices than one might expect from their looks, Ichimatsu speaks much less clearly, barely opening his mouth and mumbling as opposed to Karamatsu’s clear enunciation. Nevermind the fact that Ichimatsu looks approximately like he’s not used a hairbrush in a week. He rolls his shoulders and takes over, scrunching his face at his brother off-screen.]
There was a boot in the trail, dunno what happened to the other one. The viscera was all up in the trees, like he said, but it was too dark to really tell what was where and if any of them was still intact. There was also a heart in a gold box-- we surrendered it to find out who it belonged to, so I guess there’s not really anything for a burial.
[ Karamatsu returns to the feed, wiping his lips across his sleeve. ]
….For those of you who are friends and family of a passenger named “Rey” … my condolences go out to you. Please keep close to those people you love. Thank you.
text | un: ny4n
congratufuckinglations, we're two of six identical sextuplets.
text forever
apparently sarcasm detection isnt one of your awesome mind meld powers
do you combine thoughts or do you both share the same brain or something
fuck
six of you
all six of you plugging into the same brain
like a powerboard with a blender a toaster a microwave a fridge a waffle iron and an xbox 360 plugged into it
choose your fighter
anyway
why does anyone do anything
why do we as a species gather in the dark forests and light fires to huddle around while we make shit up about horrifying murders
attention would be my guess
but since theres 6 of you and you all look the same i guess you wouldnt be thirsting for any sort of recognition
no subject
Ah I honestly wouldn't want to plug into Ichimatsu's brain.. not with a blender or anything like that.. just not at all.. it wouldn't be a good idea for anyone..
[ they do complete each other's sentences or say the same thing at once, though. It's always kind of spooky when all six do it together.
anyway he takes everything Dave says super seriously, which makes it even more funny. ]
We do not all look the same.. we all look very similar and identical but there are differences.
I wouldn't make something like this up.. it's too gruesome!
this is actually the latest tag ever
i'll take the blender or the waffle iron personally. but only so i can blend away this idiot's thoughts or squish them between the iron and make a tasty breakfast treat.
problem there being he wants all the attention in the world and he can have it, frankly, i wouldn't want recognition for being related to someone who goes out in public in a tank top with his face on it.
could also be the case with the dead body, if you were actually still talking about that.
Re: this is actually the latest tag ever
i dont pretend to understand either of your inner workings yet
but i have to say that waffle guy here knows where its at
even if hes mixing waffle batter with dangerous amounts of salt
anyway
i probably could not pick either of you out of a line up of all of you
except for the one with the tank top anyway
alright
i accept this story as fact
my condolences
bodies are fucking nasty
nobody asked to be on this law and order special victims unit either
no subject
And you're correct i would have much rather not found what we discovered but in the end i am thankful that i could help in some way. We can't just simply not investigate. We're all in this together.