❝I am the He, whose hallow has consumed the inner mind where they live.❞
❝Dramatic, ain’t it? Welcome to my world of dread, I guess.❞
twst characters relationships with Yolan
Hm? Oh.
Hello there.
I don’t think we’ve met before? I am Yolan. A fucked up prefect in this shitty ass “Ramshackle” Dorm. YOU KNOW WE’RE WAITING FOR THE FIXES, HEADMAGE CROW-HOE. (¬_¬)💢
But whatever. I don’t know what else to say here but uhh, you’re welcome to chill.
I don’t mind anyone entering my dorm if you don’t mind Grim, my cat-boss friend, that is. He’s my boss after all haha
Soooo yeahhh, welcome to my crib! Nice meeting you all, I hope you enjoy your stay<3
𓇼Mod is pink with the lines of // Inserts words //
𓇼NO NSFW!!! Nor even 18+ or inappropriate stuff! Yolan is 17, keep it PG-13. Idm suggestive stuff, but that's it.
𓇼No minor x adult ships!!
𓇼 Idm ships with him x another IN age. That includes oc x oc and canon x oc! Just specify who's your oc and what’s going on between you two or what's going on with canon x Yolan ship :P
-Ship: Yolan is mainly shipped with Riddle but Idm any other canon characters being shipped with him! Just pls do tell me in advance<3
𓇼 FAIR WARNING, he may be chill but he does have some issues like schizophrenia. He will show signs of it to also hint on my upcoming comics! (That also means to not take advantage pls)
-If you’re interested, here’s my user where Ima post the comics and some extras: @drowsy-king \ and here’s the comic pre-prologue
𓇼Anyone can interact! Including roleplayers/roleplay blogs (like twst ofc), other roleplay blogs from other games (Genshin, Phantom parade, crk, etc etc), OC interactions w/him, AU’s, etc!
𓇼Yolan usually curses a lot sooo....if you don't like that, pls do tell me!
🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮Tags? Oh. Cater told me about this...
⋆☕︎ ˖Oh. Hello there =ᴗ=☕ - means in character interactions
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 I am listening ☕ - means ask replies
✮⋆˙𓍼ོ Oh a familiar face? Wazzup<3☕ - means in character interacts with other rp blogs
✎ᝰ.ᐟ⋆⑅˚₊ Grim needs food / brb<3☕ - means ooc and mod is speaking
˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚Snip snip / I am so taking pics of these☕ - means random stuff
˖°📸 ༘Hehe taking a pic☕- Mod drew to match the roleplay (almost like drawing Yolan with another character or just him!)
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+ extra info
This is how he looks like (a messy drawing of him btw)
You will see him wearing different alt clothing!
⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔
don’t be afraid to send asks or tag me in #twst rp and a random roleplay! Idm it!! :DDDD
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// I am not gonna be tagging the rp accounts of Leona cuz I am so fucking anxious of bothering them rn since they aren't responding....And also with rp accounts of Idia cuz I barely know some ;_;||//
[Yolan was silent. Honestly, he knew where this is going and he will not cooperate with the other individual. After all, the other reminded him of them. So, he will shut his trap up and close his eyes]
...
If you want me dead, just say so.
End me.
Whisper to my ear that you'll be the one who will end my life.
Tell me that you will take my heart out of my chest from its veins and ribs.
Or better...
Slowly reaches out and suddenly grabs onto the other where he heard the breathing, pulling the other close to be face to face with Yolan having a sudden gleam in his face
Shoot a bullet down my skull into my fucking brain, Coward.
[Yolan didn't flinch when the temperature plummets where the room is freezing. Instead, continued to lock gaze at the the person with his still calm, sharp available eye he sees to the other]
End me.
Suddenly tightens grips the other with a sudden burst of an iron grip that makes the other stay in the place like a huge af rock is onto the other, what kind of brute strength is this???
I know you are imaging the twisted ways you want to kill me.
//Warning tw, suggestive, detailed deaths//
Let me guess, forcing me into doing shit for you?
Sucking you off? Making me your pet until I obey your commands only? Oh, maybe even taking advantage of this for you to have your victory dance off on your release of freedom.
Or you want to torture me. Have fun with my body in your death games.
Or you want to butchered me up and stitching me back up like I am your doll? A corpse doll, huh.
I got another one, you just enjoy the fact the weird as fuck stage is suffering while you control the stage like you own it.
Which it's understandable. You have the control.
And right now?
shots hand onto the other's neck, tighten it till the point he got the other's pulse cut out and the passage for air as well
[Yolan was silent. Honestly, he knew where this is going and he will not cooperate with the other individual. After all, the other reminded him of them. So, he will shut his trap up and close his eyes]
...
If you want me dead, just say so.
End me.
Whisper to my ear that you'll be the one who will end my life.
Tell me that you will take my heart out of my chest from its veins and ribs.
Or better...
Slowly reaches out and suddenly grabs onto the other where he heard the breathing, pulling the other close to be face to face with Yolan having a sudden gleam in his face
Shoot a bullet down my skull into my fucking brain, Coward.
[Yolan didn't flinch when the temperature plummets where the room is freezing. Instead, continued to lock gaze at the the person with his still calm, sharp available eye he sees to the other]
End me.
Suddenly tightens grips the other with a sudden burst of an iron grip that makes the other stay in the place like a huge af rock is onto the other, what kind of brute strength is this???
I know you are imaging the twisted ways you want to kill me.
//Warning tw, suggestive, detailed deaths//
Let me guess, forcing me into doing shit for you?
Sucking you off? Making me your pet until I obey your commands only? Oh, maybe even taking advantage of this for you to have your victory dance off on your release of freedom.
Or you want to torture me. Have fun with my body in your death games.
Or you want to butchered me up and stitching me back up like I am your doll? A corpse doll, huh.
I got another one, you just enjoy the fact the weird as fuck stage is suffering while you control the stage like you own it.
Which it's understandable. You have the control.
And right now?
shots hand onto the other's neck, tighten it till the point he got the other's pulse cut out and the passage for air as well
[Yolan was silent. Honestly, he knew where this is going and he will not cooperate with the other individual. After all, the other reminded him of them. So, he will shut his trap up and close his eyes]
...
If you want me dead, just say so.
End me.
Whisper to my ear that you'll be the one who will end my life.
Tell me that you will take my heart out of my chest from its veins and ribs.
Or better...
Slowly reaches out and suddenly grabs onto the other where he heard the breathing, pulling the other close to be face to face with Yolan having a sudden gleam in his face
Shoot a bullet down my skull into my fucking brain, Coward.
[Yolan didn't flinch when the temperature plummets where the room is freezing. Instead, continued to lock gaze at the the person with his still calm, sharp available eye he sees to the other]
End me.
Suddenly tightens grips the other with a sudden burst of an iron grip that makes the other stay in the place like a huge af rock is onto the other, what kind of brute strength is this???
I know you are imaging the twisted ways you want to kill me.
//Warning tw, suggestive, detailed deaths//
Let me guess, forcing me into doing shit for you?
Sucking you off? Making me your pet until I obey your commands only? Oh, maybe even taking advantage of this for you to have your victory dance off on your release of freedom.
Or you want to torture me. Have fun with my body in your death games.
Or you want to butchered me up and stitching me back up like I am your doll? A corpse doll, huh.
I got another one, you just enjoy the fact the weird as fuck stage is suffering while you control the stage like you own it.
Which it's understandable. You have the control.
And right now?
shots hand onto the other's neck, tighten it till the point he got the other's pulse cut out and the passage for air as well
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Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
[Yolan fixes some switches on the guitar before he does a small chord. The chord seems nice but Yolan’s scowl deepened, although, didn’t comment on it as he then got up to hold the guitar better]
*after, let’s say half an hour of practicing, they decided to be done for the day. After all they had an extra day left for costumes and whatnot, if they felt like practicing more they could later*
[In the time being, Yolan was still scowling. But yet to comment on why it was the case. He kept side eyeing the guitar he had to practice with. I mean- It wasn’t because it was bad, it was good, but it was just..weird for Yolan whose so used to his own.]
[Yolan was silent. Honestly, he knew where this is going and he will not cooperate with the other individual. After all, the other reminded him of them. So, he will shut his trap up and close his eyes]
...
If you want me dead, just say so.
End me.
Whisper to my ear that you'll be the one who will end my life.
Tell me that you will take my heart out of my chest from its veins and ribs.
Or better...
Slowly reaches out and suddenly grabs onto the other where he heard the breathing, pulling the other close to be face to face with Yolan having a sudden gleam in his face
Shoot a bullet down my skull into my fucking brain, Coward.
Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
[Yolan fixes some switches on the guitar before he does a small chord. The chord seems nice but Yolan’s scowl deepened, although, didn’t comment on it as he then got up to hold the guitar better]
*after, let’s say half an hour of practicing, they decided to be done for the day. After all they had an extra day left for costumes and whatnot, if they felt like practicing more they could later*
[In the time being, Yolan was still scowling. But yet to comment on why it was the case. He kept side eyeing the guitar he had to practice with. I mean- It wasn’t because it was bad, it was good, but it was just..weird for Yolan whose so used to his own.]
Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
[Yolan fixes some switches on the guitar before he does a small chord. The chord seems nice but Yolan’s scowl deepened, although, didn’t comment on it as he then got up to hold the guitar better]
*after, let’s say half an hour of practicing, they decided to be done for the day. After all they had an extra day left for costumes and whatnot, if they felt like practicing more they could later*
[In the time being, Yolan was still scowling. But yet to comment on why it was the case. He kept side eyeing the guitar he had to practice with. I mean- It wasn’t because it was bad, it was good, but it was just..weird for Yolan whose so used to his own.]
Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
[Yolan fixes some switches on the guitar before he does a small chord. The chord seems nice but Yolan’s scowl deepened, although, didn’t comment on it as he then got up to hold the guitar better]
*after, let’s say half an hour of practicing, they decided to be done for the day. After all they had an extra day left for costumes and whatnot, if they felt like practicing more they could later*
[In the time being, Yolan was still scowling. But yet to comment on why it was the case. He kept side eyeing the guitar he had to practice with. I mean- It wasn’t because it was bad, it was good, but it was just..weird for Yolan whose so used to his own.]
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Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
[Yolan fixes some switches on the guitar before he does a small chord. The chord seems nice but Yolan’s scowl deepened, although, didn’t comment on it as he then got up to hold the guitar better]
*after, let’s say half an hour of practicing, they decided to be done for the day. After all they had an extra day left for costumes and whatnot, if they felt like practicing more they could later*
[In the time being, Yolan was still scowling. But yet to comment on why it was the case. He kept side eyeing the guitar he had to practice with. I mean- It wasn’t because it was bad, it was good, but it was just..weird for Yolan whose so used to his own.]
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Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
[Yolan fixes some switches on the guitar before he does a small chord. The chord seems nice but Yolan’s scowl deepened, although, didn’t comment on it as he then got up to hold the guitar better]
*after, let’s say half an hour of practicing, they decided to be done for the day. After all they had an extra day left for costumes and whatnot, if they felt like practicing more they could later*
[In the time being, Yolan was still scowling. But yet to comment on why it was the case. He kept side eyeing the guitar he had to practice with. I mean- It wasn’t because it was bad, it was good, but it was just..weird for Yolan whose so used to his own.]
Hōkūlani was making his way down one of the hallways to get to a practice room to meet up with his opponent. He had no clue who he was going up against and that’s what scared him the most. Not knowing how to beat his opponent. Not sure if he’s easy to beat or not. Regardless, he’s determined to win this.
As Hōkūlani enters the practice room, he looks around to see if his opponent was there. It wouldn’t appear that anyone else is there but him yet. He waits.
[After what felt like forever, the doors opened to reveal one of the faculty dragging a locked up person with chains and what seems to be a heavy metal dog muzzle on the weird guy with orange flame like hair, unkept, a sharp blue-sky eye revealed from the hair, and a very aggressive person who kept thrasing against the cuff and chains but each time the other tried to yell, but was chocked by the chain around his neck being pulled.]
“Call us if he’s being crazy or uncooperative in the practice”
[One of what seems to be a faculty spoke directly to Hōkūlani, then finally released the locked guy off of the chains and put on a white collar like choker that soon blinked a small yellow light until green light, indicating the collar was on if the opponent, Yolan, was being unresponsive. After that, the faculties left, closing the door shut.]
….
[Silence. Yolan, the opponent, seemed to glare at the other with a small scowl etching his features…it seems he was in fact forced to be here.]
I wanted the fuckers to hear the old manwhore’s screams while I bashed his head opened until he was nothing but brains scattered against the floor for one of the faculties to actually slip off.
// TW, death mentioned detailed and bashed head//
[Yolan didn’t seem phased of the mocking or taunts. Matter fact, he already know it was a way to tick him off. But he didn’t mind explaining his way of killing like it was chatting about the weather type chat. After all… it was his plan for everyone to know the person was dead, straight up killed by him.]
He kept moaning like a bitch though. Crying like a little girl, screaming for the faculties to come and stop me but I did made sure to hit him on the side of the head where the medulla oblongata was specifically for him to choke on his own air and soon after, blood came afterwards after some bashes in the area which finally made him stop screaming for a good while but he was still conscious so I kept bashing his head with a heavy rock until scattered his skull open and got his brain there as well. I think he’s brain dead…
I just enjoyed his pain each time I bashed his head opened.
[Is he telling the truth? Lying? Who knows. His expression hasn’t change at all, still keeping the monotone, calm voice like he’s talking about how his day has been.]
But whatever, right?
suddenly looks at Hōkūlani with an unsettling smile on his face, sharp fangs from top and bottom in display
Hōkūlani lets out a sigh of disappointment and slight frustration. It’s a shame he isn’t as easy as most people. And if he’s telling the truth, than he’s just a sadistic dog.
“guess that’s true”
He says, taking one last good look at him, trying to study him, before looking away and deciding to let it go.
“I guess we should start planing our performance, hm?”
he says, actually pondering on what they should do for the crowd.
“The first thing that comes to mind is typically singing, maybe some dancing. But something tells me someone like you wouldn’t exactly seem to do those kinds of things”
He says, waiting for him to speak now. Give a suggestion even
[When they received the guitar, Yolan grimaced at the guitar but reluctantly accepted the guitar. Yes, it may not be his personal electric guitar but...it's just practice. No practice can hurt you, Yolan....this...is fine. So, Yolan took a deep breath in and got into the position to prepare the guitar on the speakers. While that is happening, Yolan couldn't help murmur to himself. Not sure what he's saying though]
[It seems like the other already snapped out of it right after he spoke to Yolan. Yolan blinks and hummed, not quite realizing he was murmuring a bit too “loud”]
No.
Just trying to fix this speaker to be the good match for the song.
presses some buttons and turns somethings before he tests it out on the guitar, strumming the strings to just murmur to himself
you know what..it’s basic- it’s not like we are in front of people…
