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Post by tempest on Apr 3, 2008 21:15:15 GMT -5
"Hehehehe, no, hahaha? No...muwahaha? Still doesn't work. Kukuku? Oh, now there's a nice one," the young man mused and a grin passed along his face. The one called Beyond Birthday lifted a long, slender finger to his lips and pushed lightly against his bottom one. His smirk remained as he chuckled, his dark and unkempt hair covering his alluring crimson optics. Rain beat down on his head as a rumble of thunder passed through the sky followed by a crack of lightning that lit up the darkened sky. His index finger slipping down from his face left a trail of red going down his chin, but cared he not. His tongue slipped out of his mouth and ran over his bottom lip, lapping up the sweet substance known as strawberry jam. Or was it? Was it that? Or was it blood spilled from a victim he had decided to play with? Experiments were truly a pleasure, and nobody ever could lead anything to him. Every nook and cranny of the locked room he'd get his victims in...he would wipe it all. All down to even taking the light bulbs out of their sockets and cleaning there. There was never a sign of struggle, no. His shinigami eyes made sure of that, as he would only kill someone due to die that day anyways. That's how nobody ever found him...how nobody ever found Beyond Birthday.
What a bliss to experiment on an evil chuckle, though he had yet to find one. There were a few possible that could be fit as worthy. Especially the one he had come upon now, the chuckle of a shinigami. Though, he had no idea that shinigami existed. They came after his time of glory. Beyond Birthday hadn't paid one bit for his eyes, he had been born with them. He had grown up with death, knowing when his father was going to be attacked by a thug and murdered and knowing his mother was going to be hit by the train. He knew your name before you even cared to utter it, and he knew when your time was up. His hand fell to his pocket and he shoved it into it. Lifting his head he let his eyes looked up at the storming night sky. Such a scary scenery this place was during a time like this. Oh yes, it was just perfect for him. To him this was a wonderful scenery that he should cherish. Perfect for someone as "creepy" or "abnormal" as Beyond Birthday. He figured many would fit him in this for a horror film, as he was such a horror.
"Kekeke...hmm...possibly."
Oh, what a strange man Beyond Birthday was...
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 3, 2008 21:33:00 GMT -5
L wandered into the forest. The darkness of night and the quietness of the forest soothed his mind and soul. He ruffled his hair and let his brain wander for a bit. Good-chan... She was a confusing character. She was attracted to him, and yet she was also afraid of him... Then there was Hisaye, their so-called daughter from the future. It was majorly, majorly confusing. Even when he sat in his logic position, he could not think about it straight. Then there was the laughing... Wait, laughing? Laughing that sounded oddly like him laughing... if he were evil. It can't be... He began to walk towards the source of the laugh with wonder in his eyes. Is it...
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Post by tempest on Apr 3, 2008 21:52:25 GMT -5
Crimson optics went to his plain white long-sleeved shirt, which was covered in red jam. It was not the blood of a victim as he had no killed since the BB Murder Case Files. He had tried to burn himself to death to be the final, fourth victim of that case. But that damned Naomi Misora...he had underestimated her. She had figured it all out and put the fire out before he died, then arrested him. He had no flaw in his case except for one...one little mistake had caused her to figure it out. What a pity. He had been able to think, though. For the life sentence he was supposed to hold he was able to think about his deeds. This time Naomi was dead and he had thought his plan more thoroughly then before. He had not beaten L in the last case, but he would beat him in this one. There was no way in this case L would win, oh no he wouldn't. His smirk turned to a grimace at the sound of approaching footsteps. Who was going to interuppt his thinking? Beyond Birthday stopped in his tracks and his crimson optics turned toward the general area of the one who was approaching.
"Hohoho...no...too....Christmasy...but, who do we have here?"
Turning his body 90 degrees so that he was facing where the figure was approaching from, he stepped back. His steps led him to a bush where he crouched down and lie in waiting. Who was out like he on such a night as this? He would soon find out...
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 3, 2008 22:04:24 GMT -5
L came out into the open. His eyes darted around, but BB was well hidden. "Who's there?" he said. Was it him? I thought he died... I thought he killed himself.
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Post by tempest on Apr 3, 2008 22:20:11 GMT -5
Only once had he ever laid eyes upon him, only once. One time in Whammy's Orphanage, but just once. But he reconized him...he reconized him very well. The man looked a mirror image of himself, but BB was the copy...and he was the original. Before the copy could become the original, the original had to die. Staring at the dark-eyed male, he remembered his defeat. A defeat that made his blood boil and his grimace remain. L...the century's greatest detective...it was him. What a horrible defeat...failing to commit suicide in time and then thrown in jail for life. But Beyond Birthday was smart...he had escaped.
What's someone like you doing here...? B mused and looked closer from his hiding spot. L...
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 9, 2008 20:52:06 GMT -5
"B... I heard you here, BB... Where are you?" L said, his eyes scanning the forest. It might just be me, but it sounded too realistic to be an imagination.
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Post by tempest on Apr 9, 2008 21:25:36 GMT -5
BB watched intently as he looked around, a thoughtful look spreading across his face. There was no need to hide, really. BB had not done anything, yet, to make himself get into any trouble. In this place, wherever he was, he had nothing on him. So, with a small chuckle, he crawled out of the bushes. Standing up to his full height, Beyond Birthday stuffed his hands in his pockets and gave a slightly manic smile.
"Seems we've crossed paths yet again...L."
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 9, 2008 21:28:53 GMT -5
"BB... Beyond Birthday... It's been quite a while since our last meeting... I recall having you thrown in jail for life after your failed attempt at suicide," L said.
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Post by tempest on Apr 10, 2008 21:34:39 GMT -5
"Hmph, it was the perfect case to defeat you, too. A case you couldn't solve. But Naomi, Misora...I shouldn't have underestimated her. She managed to figure out the plan right before it was too late...and please..." He smirked, "call me Rue Ryuuzaki."
The case had beat him...but had not beat Naomi. The case, to L, had no answer...except it was could not be solved. It was Naomi who had solved it...curse her. But, at least she was dead now.
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 10, 2008 21:36:29 GMT -5
"But... Misora Naomi has been missing for a long time now... Does that mean... Does that mean you killed Misora Naomi... Unless Kira killed her, in which case... Were you working with Kira when she died? All I know for certain is that she must be dead now," L said.
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Post by tempest on Apr 10, 2008 21:38:59 GMT -5
"How could I have anything to do with Misora? I've been in jail and narrowly escaped Kira myself. Kira wouldn't allow a criminal to work with him, it's the very thing he's trying to get rid of. Really, I have no interest in Misora's death. My eyes merely told me in the Los Angeles BB Murder Files how much longer she had to live. Kira must have gotten to her or something," BB waved a dismissive hand. He cared not for Misora anymore, and he cared not that she was dead. He pulled out some strawberry jam and opened it, dipping his fingers in it and bringing them out. He watched some it drip, then put his fingers in his mouth. How he loved sweets, especially strawberry jam. Dipping his fingers again, he repeated this action.
"Hmm, I've heard some things about you lately, Lawliet-kun."
His fingers froze as they had neared his mouth with more jam. He pulled his hand away and wiped the jam back in the jar, a smirk crossing his face as he did. Closing the jam, he put it away, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Some very interesting things, too."
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 12, 2008 20:11:32 GMT -5
What did he hear? L wondered as his dark eyes gazed into BB's shinigami eyes. "Really? I woner what you could've heard about me," he said.
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Post by tempest on Apr 13, 2008 15:37:00 GMT -5
"Hmm," BB put his index finger to his bottom lip. A smirk came across his passive face. "You have a little pet following you around, I hear. One who holds eyes similar to mine...but had to pay half her life for them. Though, she's not yours...seems she belongs to someone else whom you're now looking for, no?"
His crimson eyes looked slightly interested, but nothing else was showing through.
"I wouldn't see one like you allowing her to follow you about. What makes you allow her to do so?"
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Post by Felix Falora on Apr 13, 2008 15:45:06 GMT -5
I supposed if he hasn't heard about Hisaye yet, I'm safe for the moment, L thought as he answered. "She has important information regarding the Kira case. I'm letting her help me finish it."
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Post by tempest on Apr 13, 2008 16:02:18 GMT -5
"Oh, is that so?" BB kept his smirk upon his face. "There is no other reason behind it...?"
He had been holding back what he knew, that was clear now. "I'm quite sure it's for another reason, L."
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