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jigokulogs2022-05-08 10:53 pm
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Who ⬤ Kamui and you
What ⬤ The extremely cursed 7/11 night shift
When ⬤ throughout May
Where ⬤ that one Sutoku/Shuten 7/11
Content Warnings ⬤ n/a for now, will update
Notes ⬤ please see Kamui's permissions to opt into having him sense your character's criminal power!
A. convenience store;
[It's 2 am, or thereabouts, and you are on a street where Shuten and Sutoku territory just barely overlap-- so it's a bit of a dodgier visit tonight. However you managed, you've finally bypassed the oni punks squatting outside the automatic doors and made your way into the waiting fluorescent arms of the 7/11, only to find...]
Welcome.
[this guy, dispassionately welcoming you to the store. Like, has he even blinked? It's like they've seated a cryptid behind the counter in a silly uniform. His lack of enthusiasm, his unbroken stare, and the strange presence his silver left eye seems to radiate all combined make this late night convenience store visit feel especially unnerving.
Sometimes, he pauses to stock the shelves, but it always sort of feels like he's watching you. Not that he's a rude cashier, or treating you like you're going to shoplift: he'll ring you up just fine. It's just his terrible vibes. Sorry.]
B. toilet dungeon;
[There's also a public restroom in this 7/11... if you can find it!]
Oh, welcome back. [says Kamui breezily, as his customer emerges from the 7/11 back door for the second-- or third?-- time.] Did you find the WC yet? I'm sorry for the inconvenience, it was cursed last week, so the hallway has gotten longer. You need to follow the directions exactly or you'll just be sent back here right away.
[In one long, breathless sentence, Kamui repeats the directions:]
Go through the door in the back, take a right, go through the fourth door, turn through the first hallway on the left, then keep going straight until you take a right at the intersection, go through the second door and you'll get to a staircase, so go all the way down and through the emergency exit on the right, take the stairs all the way up to the top, and you'll hit a T-shaped hallway, and you'll find the WC just past that.
[He blinks, head canting ever so slightly to the side.]
Please take your time.
C. hani-uhh???;
[There's a haniwa figure that has cropped up right next to the magazine aisle. Fortunately, this is one of Kamui's earlier shifts, so he's not the only employee around and won't be abandoning the register for this-- but they've still got to figure out what to do with this distinctly-cursed looking little guy before one of their oni regulars kicks it over, right?]
Erm...
[Except that, especially with his ability reactivated, it really, really feels like a bad idea to touch the clay figurine. And yet, he definitely can't just leave it there, can he?
Kamui's brows knit together with concern as he stands over it, armed with one of the tongs for hot food. He clicks them together, uncertain, before he crouches down to get a better look at it. He might be poking it with the tongs. Give it a few moments-- he's making up his mind.]
D. wildcard
[here for a vending machine substory task (or another substory)? just wanna generally harass your friendly neighborhood 7/11 cryptid? go wild my dude]
What ⬤ The extremely cursed 7/11 night shift
When ⬤ throughout May
Where ⬤ that one Sutoku/Shuten 7/11
Content Warnings ⬤ n/a for now, will update
Notes ⬤ please see Kamui's permissions to opt into having him sense your character's criminal power!
A. convenience store;
[It's 2 am, or thereabouts, and you are on a street where Shuten and Sutoku territory just barely overlap-- so it's a bit of a dodgier visit tonight. However you managed, you've finally bypassed the oni punks squatting outside the automatic doors and made your way into the waiting fluorescent arms of the 7/11, only to find...]
Welcome.
[this guy, dispassionately welcoming you to the store. Like, has he even blinked? It's like they've seated a cryptid behind the counter in a silly uniform. His lack of enthusiasm, his unbroken stare, and the strange presence his silver left eye seems to radiate all combined make this late night convenience store visit feel especially unnerving.
Sometimes, he pauses to stock the shelves, but it always sort of feels like he's watching you. Not that he's a rude cashier, or treating you like you're going to shoplift: he'll ring you up just fine. It's just his terrible vibes. Sorry.]
B. toilet dungeon;
[There's also a public restroom in this 7/11... if you can find it!]
Oh, welcome back. [says Kamui breezily, as his customer emerges from the 7/11 back door for the second-- or third?-- time.] Did you find the WC yet? I'm sorry for the inconvenience, it was cursed last week, so the hallway has gotten longer. You need to follow the directions exactly or you'll just be sent back here right away.
[In one long, breathless sentence, Kamui repeats the directions:]
Go through the door in the back, take a right, go through the fourth door, turn through the first hallway on the left, then keep going straight until you take a right at the intersection, go through the second door and you'll get to a staircase, so go all the way down and through the emergency exit on the right, take the stairs all the way up to the top, and you'll hit a T-shaped hallway, and you'll find the WC just past that.
[He blinks, head canting ever so slightly to the side.]
Please take your time.
C. hani-uhh???;
[There's a haniwa figure that has cropped up right next to the magazine aisle. Fortunately, this is one of Kamui's earlier shifts, so he's not the only employee around and won't be abandoning the register for this-- but they've still got to figure out what to do with this distinctly-cursed looking little guy before one of their oni regulars kicks it over, right?]
Erm...
[Except that, especially with his ability reactivated, it really, really feels like a bad idea to touch the clay figurine. And yet, he definitely can't just leave it there, can he?
Kamui's brows knit together with concern as he stands over it, armed with one of the tongs for hot food. He clicks them together, uncertain, before he crouches down to get a better look at it. He might be poking it with the tongs. Give it a few moments-- he's making up his mind.]
D. wildcard
[here for a vending machine substory task (or another substory)? just wanna generally harass your friendly neighborhood 7/11 cryptid? go wild my dude]
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[He's heard about the Daitengu karaoke parties. He cannot say that he is envious.]
I've met with Toraguma, the head of my own clan, more than once. He's a fairly public man. [Aka, he likes to show off and party, but Kamui is nice enough to not say that in those words about his boss. Even if everybody knows.] I can't say I've spoken to Tenkohime, the leader of the Tamamo clan, but I did speak to the Daitengu once.
I've never even seen the Enma in real life. He seems... private.
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[He says it with a tone that half suggests it's a joke, but also I mean, who knows.]
But there's people in the department who have been here longer than me. Maybe one of them has met him?
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Anyway, maybe so. It's not like working for the yakuza, he's your boss... a very high ranking boss. [King of hell, and all.]
Ah, by the way: your snacks. Are you ready to pay for everything? [He gestures to Fukuda's haul-- they've gotten a little sidetracked gossiping.]
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[!! HE GOT DISTRACTED. He pulls out his wallet and hands Kamui exact change.]
Sorry, you're easy to talk to, Kamui-san.
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Thank you. [The cash register dings as he puts all of Fukuda's yen away; he bags all the items with a practiced motion and passes them across the counter.] For being a customer and for the conversation.
Come by again anytime. We can always keep each other informed.
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I will! It was good to meet you, Kamui-san. It can be hard for me to talk to new people, sometimes.
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[Kamui smiles. It doesn't matter too much that his powers are dampened: Fukuda's level of criminal power is surely at a perfectly normal and acceptable level, right?]
See you next time, Fukuda-san.
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But for now, Fukuda just nods as he collects his bags.]
Aah. I'll try to have new information to share, too!
[And he trots out. One of the punks throws something at his head, and they all whoop when it connects, but Fukuda still manages to stumble off into the night without further incident.]