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Oh, puppet~
I…
That can’t be true…
Poor. Pathetic. Mutt.
Useless. Unwanted. Worthless. Somebody should really put you down~
….*silent. silent and subdued.*
*laughs and then smirks* I knew these words bothered you. I am you. Don’t try to think you’re any different. I know what goes on in that head of yours…
I’ll leave you alone to think about what I said~ Ciao~
*There’s no need to return the searing, mocking goodbye that lingers on his ears like piranas nipping at his skin. He crumples like a folding chair. Further, like a corpse.*
*Every grating insult was true. Without a Master, the servant is useless, a knick-knack gathering dust in a corner, a toy with no playmate, not even a cruel one. Jounouchi could deal with cruelty. At least then he knew he was following some sort of purpose in his life. He knows little about his past, but he doesn’t remember having any sort of use in his entire pitiful existence. This was supposed to be a new chapter in his life—a fresh start. He cared nothing as to whether it was forced upon him or not, so long as some sort of higher calling was there. But no, no longer.
All he can manage is to simply sit here, and wait for either opportunity, or death to take him. Whichever came first.*
dementedduelist started following you
“Another strange pale foreigner in the palace? I think you have entered the wrong hall. This is the servants hall and I am certain that you are looking for the the Pharaoh’s court,” he said while rolling his eyes.
Jounouchi was out of his mind with pain. After his Master’s disappearance, he was like an addict without heroine. In fact, he had vomited twice this morning. Trembling with weakness, he was too far gone to even notice where he was.
“Is… is th-there…” he struggled to get out his words. “Millennium Rod…”
Malik rose a brow at the strangely clad man. He was obviously a foreigner but he seemed so weak and lost. The slave listened carefully to pick up the choppy words. “Millenium Rod?” He wondered out loud “The high priest holds that item,” he said while moving closer slowly to support the stranger. He was too weak to attack and he piqued Malik’s curiosity.
He wanted to refuse the help, but his body wouldn’t allow for his pride. He tumbled into the stranger’s arms, still shuddering violently. He was going to be sick again, but there would be nothing to vomit out.
“N-need… Rod… Master…”
Malik almost stumbled back when the strange foreigner leaned into him. This man seemed to be delusional. Mad. He need a doctor right away. His weak state must has resulted from some sort of disease.He quirked at brow when he heard the choppy words. “Master? Are you an apprentice of the high priest? You need to go to the doctor immediately.” Malik wrinkled his nose. He was stuck in one of these situations, yet again. This wasn’t his job! Why was this always happening to him. He attempted to drag the stranger forward.
He was dead weight in Malik’s arms, losing his strength fast. Although being with the Rod was the main source of his problems, not sleeping or eating or drinking anything added to the discomfort more likely than not.
“Doctor—A doctor… can’t help me…”
Oh, puppet~
…That doesn’t matter.
*laughs darkly* No, it doesn’t. I knew all along. You’re not a house-pet. You’re just a stray.
……
*…ouch.*
*shrugs and grins as he stops right in front of you* Nobody wants you… Face it… You’re alone.
I…
That can’t be true…
Poor. Pathetic. Mutt.
Useless. Unwanted. Worthless. Somebody should really put you down~
….*silent. silent and subdued.*
Oh, puppet~
…That doesn’t matter.
*laughs darkly* No, it doesn’t. I knew all along. You’re not a house-pet. You’re just a stray.
……
*…ouch.*
*shrugs and grins as he stops right in front of you* Nobody wants you… Face it… You’re alone.
I…
That can’t be true…
Oh, puppet~
*smirks* Oh, I’m sure you have… *he takes a step forward, then starts walking around you in circles* I know a skinny Joey when I see one. I know what it’s like to not be taken care of, yet I still defend them… It’s foolish.
*”skinny”? he frowns* …That’s because he is not here at the moment.
Ah, yes! Of course. The moment. And how long is “the moment”~?
…That doesn’t matter.
*laughs darkly* No, it doesn’t. I knew all along. You’re not a house-pet. You’re just a stray.
……
*…ouch.*
Oh, puppet~
I did not answer because it is a stupid question. Of course my master clothes and feeds me. He must take care of me if I am to perform at the level he desires.
*of course, after said master’s disappearance, he hadn’t been getting much of anything. his constantly growling stomach could attest to that*
*smirks* Oh, I’m sure you have… *he takes a step forward, then starts walking around you in circles* I know a skinny Joey when I see one. I know what it’s like to not be taken care of, yet I still defend them… It’s foolish.
*”skinny”? he frowns* …That’s because he is not here at the moment.
Ah, yes! Of course. The moment. And how long is “the moment”~?
…That doesn’t matter.
Oh, puppet~
And if you had time, you would say that you need more money to figure things out. And if you had more money, you would say that you needed more time. Your lives fall into an endless cycle of greed and need. I would follow even if I was not forced, because I have been shown the truth to this pathetic masquerade you call life.
… *narrows his eyes* You didn’t answer my question. But feel free to only answer one if it’s too hard~ How. Do you. Survive?
I did not answer because it is a stupid question. Of course my master clothes and feeds me. He must take care of me if I am to perform at the level he desires.
*of course, after said master’s disappearance, he hadn’t been getting much of anything. his constantly growling stomach could attest to that*
*smirks* Oh, I’m sure you have… *he takes a step forward, then starts walking around you in circles* I know a skinny Joey when I see one. I know what it’s like to not be taken care of, yet I still defend them… It’s foolish.
*”skinny”? he frowns* …That’s because he is not here at the moment.
