KAITO: SHADOW GARBAGE AU EDITION OPEN POST

[was_no_monster]

Because sometimes you love both the split personality and inner demons tropes way too much, and there's only one way to handle it.

THE AU IS RIDICULOUS, but all you really need to know is Kaito got humanity's malice dumped into his head along with ridiculous power, and his way of coping with both that and the trauma involved was to shove it all in with everything else he represses the heck out of and then completely dissociate himself from it. End result: what he thinks of as his inner monster has completely split off into a personality of its own, following the imagery and pattern left behind by the Shadow from that one time the Vocaloid Dressing Room had a Persona event.

(Please don't judge me.)

Feel free to pick a scenario, if you can't think of one just blank tag this sucker and I'll come up with something!

Warning! There will be a decently high probability of maiming in this post! If you're not okay with that, that's cool; just let me know in a comment header or something and I will have normal Kaito intervene. (Alternately, if you want to get mauled... well. All you have to do is ask :))

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[was_no_monster]

[ doesn't say anything for several moments ]



We wanted to see you smile. Or upset. Something real. I thought you might have locked that all up the way he did; it smelled the same.

[ sssliding off the bed ]

[royallyfuckedup]

What I've made of myself isn't yours to pry into. It was never yours to try and force. But I suppose letting my guard down was my fault as well.

[Trusting people never gets you anywhere, honestly.]

You may go, if you're tired, go sleep.

[was_no_monster]

[ trotting for the door with much more ease than he'd had before Tristan had loosened the chains, toenails clicking gently on the floor. pausing before he paws it open ]

I'm a monster, Tristan. Hurting people is what I do.

He tried to warn you.

[royallyfuckedup]

If that's the excuse you want, then I'm just keeping a monster in check.

[was_no_monster]

[ quietly slips out the door. ]

[royallyfuckedup]

[Fine he'll. Sleep himself. Restless and annoyed and unsettled but still, sleep.]

[It'll be days before he calls for Kaito again.]

[was_no_monster]

[ what answers that call is— well, he's not a wolf. but his eyes have that yellow glow ]

Tristan...?

[royallyfuckedup]

[He's surrounded by papers and files. They've collected on the bed and floor, a small desk he's set up is overflowing with them and he's on his back leafing through one absently, frown deepening at what he reads. He definitely hasn't gotten dressed, his hair is a rumpled mess and it's well after noon. He probably hasn't eaten, he seems quite preoccupied.]

[He looks over when Kaito enters though, and his expression doesn't lighten.]

You still? How long is he going to sulk?

[was_no_monster]

[ grumbles ]

We've been trading off. He's just tired.

[ pausing. when he speaks again, it's back in his normal bass, not the more open tenor. also deeply reluctant ]

...have you eaten yet?

[royallyfuckedup]

[He pauses briefly. Eating? Right that thing. It probably happened at some point he's sure. It usually does. He waves the question off with a flap of his hand.]

Are you good at accounting? Math?

[was_no_monster]

[ oh god why. also, frowning; mother-henning isn't "protection," exactly, but it's close enough that he's unsure if he should push or not ]

I don't think so; I wasn't schooled. ...I do have a calculator built into me, so if it's only basic mathematics I could likely manage.

[royallyfuckedup]

Weren't schooled?

[Tristan sits up, a small avalanche of papers slides off him and he scowls, biting the edge of his thumb.]

Of course. Damn, how much do you know? Physics? Algebra? Biology? Geometry? You know music. What about your other subjects?

[was_no_monster]

Nonexistent. I've picked up some biology from my own care, and—

Religion, philosophy, and psychology. From a friend.

[royallyfuckedup]

Fine.

[He slides off the bed, accompanied by more falling files, and stalks to the desk, grabbing a blank page and scribbling a hastily sketched out lesson plan.]

You will find books on each of these listed subjects in the library. You'll spend an hour on each subject up to five hours a day, working on it earnestly. If you have questions you'll ask me. Every five days you'll give me a brief report on your progress, every sixth day you can have off from it.

[He holds the paper to Kaito.]

You may take breaks during study as long as you don't fail the daily requirements.

/2

[was_no_monster]

[ t. takes it, his expression a study in DO NOT WANT and angry consternation ]

[was_no_monster]

[ shoving the paper ungently into his pocket and biting off: ]

Understood.

[royallyfuckedup]

[Bet you regret worrying about his health now. He waves a hand and stares at the mess, picking up another folder.]

You can start now.

[was_no_monster]

[ HE LITERALLY COULDN'T HELP THAT!!

also no. you know what? if this is how it's going to be he is going to take what he has to do and be an asshole about it. this is officially war ]

I will in a moment. Have you left this room at all today?

[royallyfuckedup]

[You are the worst monster butler.]

What of it?

[was_no_monster]

[ considers his options for like half a second

and then leans in, scruffs Tristan, and picks him up— mostly trying to get him slung over one shoulder but he'll just go with a good old bridal carry if he struggles too much for that ]

You need to eat.

[royallyfuckedup]

What do you think you're doing?!

[Of course he's squirmy as hell, shoving at Kaito.]

[was_no_monster]

[ HAVE FUN WITH THAT, he's still a goddamn brick wall. a goddamn brick wall that's headed for the door. ]

Taking care of you.

[royallyfuckedup]

I am busy, Kaito.

[was_no_monster]

You still need to eat. Working that long without taking a break for anything else isn't good for you.

[ unless you want some portion of Court to see you in your pajamas you might want to take actual action to stop him, Tristan... ]

[royallyfuckedup]

Kaito set me down.