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caughtinanetwork2013-02-04 11:34 pm
detectiveprincess) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-02-04 11:34 pm
Seventh Case [dream]
[There is a base, very dark and sinister. Pipes, metal railing, grating and stairs are all over the place. Red tapestries hang on the walls with signates of large single-headed eagle in the center. An eerie green fog rises from below the floor grating, causing a feel of unease in the air. At the same time there's a strangely soothing jazzy sort of music filling the air. Walking down the hall there are screens that slowly flicker on as blobs and dark figures are passed.
There are 7 people in this hall. There are familiar faces in this group. A tall silver-haired young man in black uniform pants and a white button-up short sleeved shirt. Beside him is a tall brunette girl in a green skirt and a female sailor shirt. At her side is a girl with long black hair in red. There's a very mascot looking bear close to them. To the other side of the silver haired young man is a light brunette male in a white tee-shirt with orange hems and earphones around his neck. Next to him is a younger girl - not much younger, a year maybe - with red-brown hair in pigtails wearing an orange tank and white pants. And then in the rear is a young man taller than the one in front with platinum blonde spiked hair and a blank tank with a skull on it. They're all determined as the seem to be a little worn from fighting.
But it's what on the screen that draws attention. A goodly portion of the screen is filled with other screens as well as for what seems to be an operation theater of sorts with a metalic table. However at the same time it's not the average theater as how the tools used are not normal - a giant saw arm, a drill, the table doesn't even look normal, and various operation tools on mechanical and robotic arms.
Then there's the scene in the foreground. Naoto is standing there in "his" summer outfit of a blue three-quarter length sleeve buttonup blue shirt, navy pants, yellow tie and that ever present hat. But there's not just one... There's a second one that looks just like "him" only this one has golden eyes and a labcoat. Well that, and this one also seems to be acting a bit... young?
The group moves toward and through a large set of doors with the insignia on them as a conversation seems to continue.]
... You wear the same face as me. It's as though you are implying that we're one in the same. But the difference between me and you is -
[Naoto is cut off as the one in the labcoat cuts her off, angered.]
Why do you delude yourself? I am you. These childish gestures are no mere affectations. They're the truth.
[The real Naoto stands there, trying to keep "himself" calm. A hand trembles, trying to keep from turning into a fist.]
The fools all say it don't they? "You're only a child." "Keep out of our business, kid." And so forth. No matter how many cases you spend hours cogitating over, no matter how many crimes you solve, you're a child in their eyes. It's your brain their interested in. The grey matter locked up in that skull. As long as they need it, you're an ace detective! But once you're done, it's back to the playpen with you. You haven't the means to deal with society's two-faced nature... Your just a lonely child.
[Naoto's breathing is shaky, unsteady as he stands there. The group watches, looking as though they're expecting it but at the same time confused. The brunette boy seems pained, as if a kindred spirit.]
Naoto...
I want to be a grown-up. I wanna be a big boy right now. Then they'll see who I am. I... I want a reason for me to stay...
That's enough!
[Naoto seems to be more annoyed than before.]
I can find my own reason for living.
Hah! I'm telling you that's impossible.
[Now the group is REALLY confused. Why is it impossible?]
You are but a child. How can you change that essential truth?
[Naoto steps back some, in disbelief. And is that fear?]
S-stop it!
At your core, you admire the sort of "strong" and "cool" men who populate detective fiction. But in trying to emulate them, you must know the truth, you're nothing of the sort--you're a child. There's no avoiding first principles... Admit that you're a child, and admit that there's nothing you can do about it. Now then! Our analysis is complete. Let us begin the body alteration procedure. You have no objections, do you... "Naoto" Shirogane?
[Naoto seems even more upset, and even more fear can be seen in her eyes.]
Stop it!
[The golden-eyed one smirks, as if pleased with itself.]
"Naoto".. Such a cool, manly name. But a name doesn't change the truth. It doesn't let you cross the barrier between sexes. How could you become an ideal man when you were never male to begin with?
[Surprise fills the entire group. Never male? But wouldn't that mean... The same boy from earlier is now really confused.]
Wait, what? Did he... Did I hear that right?!
[The rough-and-tumble teen also seems out of sorts.]
H-He's not a guy?!
[Naoto seems to be okay for now, but SHE seems to be trying to talk herself into staying calm.]
I won't throw a tantrum. It accomplishes nothing.
[The Naoto in the labcoat laughs darkly.]
How often have I heard those words from the adults! "Throwing a tantrum won't solve anything, Naoto-kun," and other such bilge! They made you cry, didn't they? Yet here you are, mimiking those same men. What exactly are you trying to justify?
What...?
[Naoto seems terrifed now, almost shrinking where she stands. Her world, her disguise, has been completely shattered.]
It's alright. You needn't suffer anymore. That's why you're undergoing this body alteration procedure to begin with. You throw a tantrum, but if fails to change the situation a single bit. I can quite understand this feeling. After all... I am you.
[Naoto starts to curl up some, holding her head - her ears - to try no to hear.]
That's not true!
[The group to the side is scared now. You can tell they know what happens next. The brunette girl cries out to the younger smaller girl.]
Don't say it!
No! She has to say it, we all know this has to happen!
YOU'RE NOT ME!
[The Naoto in the labcoat laughs darkly, a dark aura surrounding them. They change into a being that half human and half machine. It's almost unreal. But the danger is very much so, and the real Naoto isn't out of the woods yet. She seems to have shut down, various mechanical and robotic arms lifting her up and laying her down on the bed, metal cuffs strapping her down so her hands are above her head and her legs are separated. She's trapped.]
There are 7 people in this hall. There are familiar faces in this group. A tall silver-haired young man in black uniform pants and a white button-up short sleeved shirt. Beside him is a tall brunette girl in a green skirt and a female sailor shirt. At her side is a girl with long black hair in red. There's a very mascot looking bear close to them. To the other side of the silver haired young man is a light brunette male in a white tee-shirt with orange hems and earphones around his neck. Next to him is a younger girl - not much younger, a year maybe - with red-brown hair in pigtails wearing an orange tank and white pants. And then in the rear is a young man taller than the one in front with platinum blonde spiked hair and a blank tank with a skull on it. They're all determined as the seem to be a little worn from fighting.
But it's what on the screen that draws attention. A goodly portion of the screen is filled with other screens as well as for what seems to be an operation theater of sorts with a metalic table. However at the same time it's not the average theater as how the tools used are not normal - a giant saw arm, a drill, the table doesn't even look normal, and various operation tools on mechanical and robotic arms.
Then there's the scene in the foreground. Naoto is standing there in "his" summer outfit of a blue three-quarter length sleeve buttonup blue shirt, navy pants, yellow tie and that ever present hat. But there's not just one... There's a second one that looks just like "him" only this one has golden eyes and a labcoat. Well that, and this one also seems to be acting a bit... young?
The group moves toward and through a large set of doors with the insignia on them as a conversation seems to continue.]
... You wear the same face as me. It's as though you are implying that we're one in the same. But the difference between me and you is -
[Naoto is cut off as the one in the labcoat cuts her off, angered.]
Why do you delude yourself? I am you. These childish gestures are no mere affectations. They're the truth.
[The real Naoto stands there, trying to keep "himself" calm. A hand trembles, trying to keep from turning into a fist.]
The fools all say it don't they? "You're only a child." "Keep out of our business, kid." And so forth. No matter how many cases you spend hours cogitating over, no matter how many crimes you solve, you're a child in their eyes. It's your brain their interested in. The grey matter locked up in that skull. As long as they need it, you're an ace detective! But once you're done, it's back to the playpen with you. You haven't the means to deal with society's two-faced nature... Your just a lonely child.
[Naoto's breathing is shaky, unsteady as he stands there. The group watches, looking as though they're expecting it but at the same time confused. The brunette boy seems pained, as if a kindred spirit.]
Naoto...
I want to be a grown-up. I wanna be a big boy right now. Then they'll see who I am. I... I want a reason for me to stay...
That's enough!
[Naoto seems to be more annoyed than before.]
I can find my own reason for living.
Hah! I'm telling you that's impossible.
[Now the group is REALLY confused. Why is it impossible?]
You are but a child. How can you change that essential truth?
[Naoto steps back some, in disbelief. And is that fear?]
S-stop it!
At your core, you admire the sort of "strong" and "cool" men who populate detective fiction. But in trying to emulate them, you must know the truth, you're nothing of the sort--you're a child. There's no avoiding first principles... Admit that you're a child, and admit that there's nothing you can do about it. Now then! Our analysis is complete. Let us begin the body alteration procedure. You have no objections, do you... "Naoto" Shirogane?
[Naoto seems even more upset, and even more fear can be seen in her eyes.]
Stop it!
[The golden-eyed one smirks, as if pleased with itself.]
"Naoto".. Such a cool, manly name. But a name doesn't change the truth. It doesn't let you cross the barrier between sexes. How could you become an ideal man when you were never male to begin with?
[Surprise fills the entire group. Never male? But wouldn't that mean... The same boy from earlier is now really confused.]
Wait, what? Did he... Did I hear that right?!
[The rough-and-tumble teen also seems out of sorts.]
H-He's not a guy?!
[Naoto seems to be okay for now, but SHE seems to be trying to talk herself into staying calm.]
I won't throw a tantrum. It accomplishes nothing.
[The Naoto in the labcoat laughs darkly.]
How often have I heard those words from the adults! "Throwing a tantrum won't solve anything, Naoto-kun," and other such bilge! They made you cry, didn't they? Yet here you are, mimiking those same men. What exactly are you trying to justify?
What...?
[Naoto seems terrifed now, almost shrinking where she stands. Her world, her disguise, has been completely shattered.]
It's alright. You needn't suffer anymore. That's why you're undergoing this body alteration procedure to begin with. You throw a tantrum, but if fails to change the situation a single bit. I can quite understand this feeling. After all... I am you.
[Naoto starts to curl up some, holding her head - her ears - to try no to hear.]
That's not true!
[The group to the side is scared now. You can tell they know what happens next. The brunette girl cries out to the younger smaller girl.]
Don't say it!
No! She has to say it, we all know this has to happen!
YOU'RE NOT ME!
[The Naoto in the labcoat laughs darkly, a dark aura surrounding them. They change into a being that half human and half machine. It's almost unreal. But the danger is very much so, and the real Naoto isn't out of the woods yet. She seems to have shut down, various mechanical and robotic arms lifting her up and laying her down on the bed, metal cuffs strapping her down so her hands are above her head and her legs are separated. She's trapped.]
[[ooc: yeah... I figured might as well do this to her... Talk about a way to reveal. React in the dream/nightmare or respond after. Your call.
Color coding:
Black - Naoto
Light Blue - Shadow Naoto
Orange - Yousuke
Blue - Kanji
Green - Chie ]
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That... It's hard to explain what happened... but that was me trying to face myself... And nearly dying because of it...
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Is respect real when you are not yourself?
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I know I am capable of my job. I had 25 cases under my belt before the age of 15.
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I understand, it was the same for my nephew. I suppose I just wish you could have had a more normal childhood.
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[Seriously Naoto, if you would allow it, An would adopt you NOW.]
I see, that is highly likely, my dear.
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As to if my family always starts so young, I'm not sure. I only started off so early because I helped my grandfather with his cases.
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Yes, this indeed would certainly gain enemies for your family. I hope you will be careful if you go home, I would hate it if something were to happen to you. [She sighs.]
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You're worry is warrented. But at the same time I believe I have people around me who would not wish me harmed.
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For their sake as well, please take care.
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I understand.