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jikan_network2022-05-17 09:50 pm
infernaltouch) wrote in jikan_network2022-05-17 09:50 pm
Entry tags:
- beware the villainess!: melissa foddebra,
- final fantasy vii: cloud strife,
- final fantasy vii: reno,
- final fantasy xv: noctis lucis caelum,
- final fantasy xv: prompto argentum,
- original: brickston bartholomew penderyn,
- original: korollan,
- original: raphael,
- the untamed: jiang cheng,
- the untamed: xiao xingchen
[video] [WARNING: BRIEF SELF HARM, also body horror and wall of text]
[A stone faced man sits in front of the camera. As usual, Koro is deadpanned and yet...anyone can see terror in his eyes. He is afraid. He is anxious. In fact, there is the slightest tremble in his hands. Whatever he's about to announce, it's serious.]
I...finally have my own business. It's not ready yet, but...
[As he states, behind him is definitely a work in progress. An empty room with purple and black walls, and...is that a tub?? But there's some unfinished furniture and curtains that are yet to be put up.]
It will be done soon. My own massage parlor and spa. It's finally...
[he should be happy, and yet he seems completely distraught despite his flat face.]
I...I have to come clean about something before I open this parlor. I have been lying to most of you. Some, very few, may know this already. But everyone else...I have been keeping a horrible secret. It's caused me so much pain...caused others to be hurt...and I can't go on lying like this anymore. I cannot tell lies. And that includes this one. If I am to run a...mostly honest business, then I need to be honest with everyone.
[And with that, Koro takes out a knife, and before anyone can say anything, slices a cut on his cheek. Where blood should come out, instead black smoke snakes it's way out of the wound, followed by a black, sludgy substance that oozes out.
And that wasn't the disturbing part. Koro closes his eyes and wipes the sludge away from his face, and the cut that was on his cheek quickly heals and fades away, his face now smooth as it always is. And then, he opens his eyes.
Where was once white, is now all black, and where stood irises and a pupil are now just small red rings that pierce the viewer's very soul.
And then he drops his jaw. A good 7 inches or so from his face, inside nothing but blackness. No tongue, no uvula. Just...teeth. A wide row of teeth. And then...he speaks. His lips do not move. His teeth do not move. His entire head stay absolutely still, yet a deep, gutteral abomination of a voice comes out of his throat.]
I̡̤̜̪̜̰ ̡̲̲̰ͅam̺͓̮̺̼͕ ͠a͓̞̥̩͞ ̼͔̼͎͖de͕m̛͍͈͍o̞n͠.͎ ̸̜͈̝A̸͔͔͉̭̩̳ͅ ̝͉̝̙̻͔b̪̦̮͙̳̬e̺͍͝i̵͍̺̜̣͍̘̣n̳̗g͇̬̻̫̜͕ͅ ̹o̞̳̺̹̟͘f̭͎͚̼̺̩͕ ͙͙͚̥̠̻͇p͖͖͔̙̭̮̝u͎r̙͎e̶̱̼̱͎͓ ͖d̕a͚͡ŗk̩̻̹̟̳̥n̮̞̩͝ͅe̞͚̳̣ṣ́s̩͈͍̳ ̘̠̮a̻̮̥͇̗n͝d ͍̤ͅe̴v̩̱̻̣̞i̯l̝̫̣.̶͓̼̤ ͟Ań̮̝ ͇̯̝͕u̠̩n̸͔ẖ̰̯o̠̰l͇͈̟̤̳̮̕y̶̘̗̼ ͡a͠b̳͖̜o͇̦͙̱̩̹̘m͜i̢̦̙͈n̰͚͕͙̹̤̪͜a̗͉ͅt͈̩̼̣͙͍͚́i̵͚̙͉̖̝̮̖o̰͓͖͕̫͇̣n͈̮͕͚̺ͅ ̪͈ţ͚͍̞h̤̝̪͉à̞̺͖͍̩͎͔t̛͔͈͙ ̟̦̦̭f̞̭̻ę̖̯͇͍̟e̸͈̬̝̼̱d̝̳̩s͕͔̥͇̗͔̮ ̨͔̗̫o̡̯̬̟̬͇͚̞f̘͍͈̣͟ͅf̷ t̲͔̤h̷͈ͅe̸̘̜ͅ ͚̯̞̀m̸i͔s̖e̪̩̲̖̠̪r̮̬͓͠y͎̞͉͚͈ ̥̞̻̩͓̥̞̻̩͓ọ̭f̮̳͖͉̝ͅ ̪͇̩̲́t̪̞̟̰̘h̬̮̹͍e ̩̟͈̞̦̕d̥̼̳͖̠amn̙͝e̡͓̖̩̱d͏̠͙͙ͅ,͚̥̪͔ à̪̤̤͕̻̠̣ǹ̘̪̫d̻ ̶the̜̙̗͇̬̠̲͜ ́p͜r͈̺e̠̘̬̭c̤͈̲̥͡i̥̤̥̫̬o̩̩̜̹̙̯͟u̺̖̹͟s̹̼̭̣̳̦ͅ ̪̰l͈̻͙̮͓̩if͎̝̹̼̣̪e̵̲̫͖̩̲͈̫ ͕͉̳̙̼͈̕ͅơ͖f̤̻ ͖̫͚ͅh̯͍̪̖u͍͈ͅm̷̳a̞̭̲̪n̪̖͔̝ș̶̼ ͏̥̙͕t͙̜͉̱h͍a̭͙̯̭̦ͅt̥̻̼̗ ̼̲̜̮̦̼y̖͙͍ͅe͉t ̪̖͉͇̠s̢͓̥̬͖̤ͅt͖̞͚ͅͅi̖̘͍̫̕l̦͚̘̟͙͇ͅl̶̖ ̠̗͕l̼͞iv̞̩̪͍̬̙͠e̦̣̹͎̰̭̰.̨͖
[Enough of that. Whatever that was, it slowly forms back into the Koro everyone knows. His face, for the first time, shows genuine heartbreak, far from the flat expression that usually adorned it.]
To be exact, I am an incubus. A dominant sex demon that feeds off life force through sex. I have yet to hurt anyone, of course. At worst, I leave them tired for a while. I have made an oath to never harm a human being as long as I live.
...I can't live in secrecy anymore. I understand I may terrify many of you, but rest assured I have no intention of causing harm or misfortune. I assume many of you have questions. I'll answer to the best of my ability. Just keep in mind I will probably refuse to answer certain questions.
And for the edgelords—ahem, erm, for those that will likely come to me to tell me they don't care, kindly keep your comments. This is a difficult decision for me. It may not seem like a big deal in your world, but where I come from, this would have been a huge deal. Please understand where I am coming from.
[And with that, the feed cuts off.]
--
[ooc: if you're having trouble reading the zalgo font, it says "I am a demon. A being of pure darkness and evil. An unholy abomination that feeds off the misery of the damned, and the precious life of humans that yet still live."]
I...finally have my own business. It's not ready yet, but...
[As he states, behind him is definitely a work in progress. An empty room with purple and black walls, and...is that a tub?? But there's some unfinished furniture and curtains that are yet to be put up.]
It will be done soon. My own massage parlor and spa. It's finally...
[he should be happy, and yet he seems completely distraught despite his flat face.]
I...I have to come clean about something before I open this parlor. I have been lying to most of you. Some, very few, may know this already. But everyone else...I have been keeping a horrible secret. It's caused me so much pain...caused others to be hurt...and I can't go on lying like this anymore. I cannot tell lies. And that includes this one. If I am to run a...mostly honest business, then I need to be honest with everyone.
[And with that, Koro takes out a knife, and before anyone can say anything, slices a cut on his cheek. Where blood should come out, instead black smoke snakes it's way out of the wound, followed by a black, sludgy substance that oozes out.
And that wasn't the disturbing part. Koro closes his eyes and wipes the sludge away from his face, and the cut that was on his cheek quickly heals and fades away, his face now smooth as it always is. And then, he opens his eyes.
Where was once white, is now all black, and where stood irises and a pupil are now just small red rings that pierce the viewer's very soul.
And then he drops his jaw. A good 7 inches or so from his face, inside nothing but blackness. No tongue, no uvula. Just...teeth. A wide row of teeth. And then...he speaks. His lips do not move. His teeth do not move. His entire head stay absolutely still, yet a deep, gutteral abomination of a voice comes out of his throat.]
I̡̤̜̪̜̰ ̡̲̲̰ͅam̺͓̮̺̼͕ ͠a͓̞̥̩͞ ̼͔̼͎͖de͕m̛͍͈͍o̞n͠.͎ ̸̜͈̝A̸͔͔͉̭̩̳ͅ ̝͉̝̙̻͔b̪̦̮͙̳̬e̺͍͝i̵͍̺̜̣͍̘̣n̳̗g͇̬̻̫̜͕ͅ ̹o̞̳̺̹̟͘f̭͎͚̼̺̩͕ ͙͙͚̥̠̻͇p͖͖͔̙̭̮̝u͎r̙͎e̶̱̼̱͎͓ ͖d̕a͚͡ŗk̩̻̹̟̳̥n̮̞̩͝ͅe̞͚̳̣ṣ́s̩͈͍̳ ̘̠̮a̻̮̥͇̗n͝d ͍̤ͅe̴v̩̱̻̣̞i̯l̝̫̣.̶͓̼̤ ͟Ań̮̝ ͇̯̝͕u̠̩n̸͔ẖ̰̯o̠̰l͇͈̟̤̳̮̕y̶̘̗̼ ͡a͠b̳͖̜o͇̦͙̱̩̹̘m͜i̢̦̙͈n̰͚͕͙̹̤̪͜a̗͉ͅt͈̩̼̣͙͍͚́i̵͚̙͉̖̝̮̖o̰͓͖͕̫͇̣n͈̮͕͚̺ͅ ̪͈ţ͚͍̞h̤̝̪͉à̞̺͖͍̩͎͔t̛͔͈͙ ̟̦̦̭f̞̭̻ę̖̯͇͍̟e̸͈̬̝̼̱d̝̳̩s͕͔̥͇̗͔̮ ̨͔̗̫o̡̯̬̟̬͇͚̞f̘͍͈̣͟ͅf̷ t̲͔̤h̷͈ͅe̸̘̜ͅ ͚̯̞̀m̸i͔s̖e̪̩̲̖̠̪r̮̬͓͠y͎̞͉͚͈ ̥̞̻̩͓̥̞̻̩͓ọ̭f̮̳͖͉̝ͅ ̪͇̩̲́t̪̞̟̰̘h̬̮̹͍e ̩̟͈̞̦̕d̥̼̳͖̠amn̙͝e̡͓̖̩̱d͏̠͙͙ͅ,͚̥̪͔ à̪̤̤͕̻̠̣ǹ̘̪̫d̻ ̶the̜̙̗͇̬̠̲͜ ́p͜r͈̺e̠̘̬̭c̤͈̲̥͡i̥̤̥̫̬o̩̩̜̹̙̯͟u̺̖̹͟s̹̼̭̣̳̦ͅ ̪̰l͈̻͙̮͓̩if͎̝̹̼̣̪e̵̲̫͖̩̲͈̫ ͕͉̳̙̼͈̕ͅơ͖f̤̻ ͖̫͚ͅh̯͍̪̖u͍͈ͅm̷̳a̞̭̲̪n̪̖͔̝ș̶̼ ͏̥̙͕t͙̜͉̱h͍a̭͙̯̭̦ͅt̥̻̼̗ ̼̲̜̮̦̼y̖͙͍ͅe͉t ̪̖͉͇̠s̢͓̥̬͖̤ͅt͖̞͚ͅͅi̖̘͍̫̕l̦͚̘̟͙͇ͅl̶̖ ̠̗͕l̼͞iv̞̩̪͍̬̙͠e̦̣̹͎̰̭̰.̨͖
[Enough of that. Whatever that was, it slowly forms back into the Koro everyone knows. His face, for the first time, shows genuine heartbreak, far from the flat expression that usually adorned it.]
To be exact, I am an incubus. A dominant sex demon that feeds off life force through sex. I have yet to hurt anyone, of course. At worst, I leave them tired for a while. I have made an oath to never harm a human being as long as I live.
...I can't live in secrecy anymore. I understand I may terrify many of you, but rest assured I have no intention of causing harm or misfortune. I assume many of you have questions. I'll answer to the best of my ability. Just keep in mind I will probably refuse to answer certain questions.
And for the edgelords—ahem, erm, for those that will likely come to me to tell me they don't care, kindly keep your comments. This is a difficult decision for me. It may not seem like a big deal in your world, but where I come from, this would have been a huge deal. Please understand where I am coming from.
[And with that, the feed cuts off.]
--
[ooc: if you're having trouble reading the zalgo font, it says "I am a demon. A being of pure darkness and evil. An unholy abomination that feeds off the misery of the damned, and the precious life of humans that yet still live."]
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[Koro can't seem to force his voice out. It's almost too painful for him to speak.]
I'm afraid that is something I cannot promise. I can try but...to tell someone their life is being drained...will only sharpen their fear and close their mind. Make feeding most likely impossible.
I'll have to think of a strategy to do it. Otherwise it's basically just...grounds for starving myself.
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Aren't you married?
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