DELETE & REWRITE ME.

❝Fair point, I guess. Then why exactly are we expected to choose one side or the other in this little war. Why not go into business for ourselves and find a way out? Or are we just assumin’ we can’t?❞

❝How can anyone stand living in this shit hole?❞

“Either my bro’s up to no good, or the world’s endin’ soon. Fifty fifty.”

THE FORGETFUL DETECTIVE.

kyoko okitegami || the memorandum of kyoko okitegami

25 years old.

not a very appealing woman. she likes money and a little mystery.

a one day detective.

her memory resets once she goes to sleep.

she cannot form meaningful relationships. or at least, not reciprocate as needed since she will forget everything upon waking up.

however! she makes the most out of her day.

her confidential policy is of 100% fool proof. no word will ever escape her lips about her clients nor the case, since she’ll entirely forget.

in order to keep reminders if needed, she writes on her body with markers.

her memory started reseting some years after high school.

which is why she actually has a fair bit of knowledge in herself.

“Fer someone who’s memory is supposed to vanish after a day, y’sure are persistent with latchin’ onto me,” the man exclaimed with a slightly annoyed, slightly taunting tone– but by now he was getting relatively used to it. “Seriously…”

“Not sure why ya need an escort for a festival t’begin with, but whatever.” 

     Shifting his attention from Kyouko for a moment, Izou squints at a nearby stand, before smirking with interest. And automatically, he starts wandering in that direction.

“– Hey, let’s try out, that ‘Shooting Gallery’ over there. C’mon.”

@wasuremasho

“Making the best of my only day is all I can afford. It would be a waste to miss out on our very much coincidental meeting.” She fully ignored what she had experienced with him, the traces of his name slightly vanishing from her skin by now. “Let us say I stirred quite a bit of trouble. I suppose some kind gentlemen want to, at best, dumb my limp body in the water.”

“remind me to never catch this sugma…”

“Amazing...” Like possessed by her most inner desires, the damsel in distress, more commonly known as the forgetful detective; Kyoko Okitegami, had come to touch softly the arms of her new found saviour. It was simply delightful to be in presence of such strong build! She was not a fanatic of muscles or one that cared for physical beauty, she merely praised those that possessed things that she would never manage to accomplish. 

Hardworking men were quite a sight but hardworking were equally grand!

“I never prepared myself mentally to confront monsters.” And she probably would never be ready. Today, she would stand tall. Tomorrow, as well. But it is not as if she would be able to recall this decision. It would be natural to reach that conclusion and she would keep a constant without being able to remember it. 

“A kid with magic powers is truly deserving of their own anime.” She was far in too much awe to actually process what was occurring in her surroundings. Falling back on the fact this would not remain in her memories, she allowed herself to submerge into the moment. While on the ground, the wounded Kyoko simply observed. She was a more suitable bystander for danger, more so when it involved... monsters. 

A detective she may be, but not one equipped for combat. Guns, sharp blades and verbal threats were by far more normal and ones she could accept without a complaint. Here, it was quite different. A feral animal would have been more welcomed and not whatever moving skeleton that was trying to end her life.

Thankfully, it seemed she was saved and danger was a mere shadow.

@wasuremasho

Everything he’d known was thrown out the door when he’d arrived. This wasn’t Yokohama, not even close…but if there was a territory that he could claim as his own to start his own war to change the world, then screw it, until he could get back home…to see his land, his sis again…he’d bide his time. 

Unfortunately, overthinking tends to get Samatoki frustrated, so when he found himself nearly colliding with another, he let loose with a low, angered growl, looking to face the intruder, giving pause when he saw that it was a woman. That tempered his anger a little, but didn’t stop a curse from slipping past his mouth. 

     “Shit…lady, you got a death wish, tangling with someone like me? If you don’t wanna die, then watch where you’re goin’, aight?”

“I wouldn’t call it a death wish.” She was reckless but it is not something she can compare to being nearly capable of throwing her life away. Taking risks is quite the different matter and she was incredibly confident -- dying was not a certainty as of yet.

team :thinking: has assembled. @calacavera • @wasuremasho • @yabaiboi

“Okay, gang. It looks like our first place to beacon is close by.” He peered down at the screen on the light gun, taking his steps at a methodical pace while keeping alert to what was in front of him. He really didn’t note where he was, which is where his companions came in.

“It’s…” He glanced up to where the screen pointed the first beacon was. He glanced back down at the screen. He glanced up to where it was pointing again. He glanced back down at the screen just to be sure. He stared at the screen for a few more seconds.

“Hm.” They barely started, and he was already tired.

“It says here the beacon should be placed on this combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell.”

“It is fantastic they gave us directions of sorts. It’s hard to find a way around among all this rubble.” Following them in a very gallant manner despite wearing a long skirt and flat shoes, Kyoko kept up the pace with extreme ease. She was merely a background character at the moment, joining into a group for the sake of survival alone.  

“We should be glad this place is abandoned.” Now, the idea of completing this task while many rushed in and out with orders of junk food was not very appealing. 

“So, in the centre of the two establishments.” How poetic. “Do you think there is anything alive inside? We should be careful otherwise we might awaken some vermin...”