(open) september catchall

[divisors]

Who James Moriarty and...you? Yes, you!
What September log with open prompts!
When Throughout September
Where Everywhere and anywhere
Content Warnings some talk about sex, will update more if needed


(moriarty has two "modes" which is basically just him as a more sociable grad student sort and then his mastermind LARPsona! i'll mark the different "modes" as indicated)

1. SUBSTORY - ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US (nerd mode)

[Hey...are you here checking out this internet cafe with all of its issues, too? Well, someone is already here, dark blue eye makeup and all, putting his hands on his hips as he continues on with some kind of argument with the owner.]

Look. All I want to do is like, put a virus on there. I'm no programmer, but it shouldn't be too hard. If those guys want to steal it, then they'll pay the price. ["I don't want anyone to put viruses on my computers!"] Look, don't you get it? They won't come back if they know that its not worth it, w-what- [And now the owner is just throwing their hands up and walking away.] Come back here! It's totally a good idea! Mathematically sound, in fact! Ugh!

[Don't mind him, he's just going to move to slump in a seat with his head in his hands going UGHHHHHHHHHH]

2. SUBSTORY - BOUNTY HUNTIN' (crime mode)

[Moriarty is playing nice. Of course, he'll be a diligent little worker for the Enma. Sometimes, one has to do exactly what they're told before they can get anywhere - he doesn't have a hold in this world like he did when he was alive, or in that dream of a Singularity, so play nice he must, for the information, at least.]

[Which is what he's doing now, scouring the streets for anyone suspicious, or interesting - even if he recognizes a face or two, that isn't stopping him from walking up, dark eyes narrowed as he says in his most authoritative voice.]

You, there. Tell me what you're doing in these parts.

[And if you're a fellow Enma, he'll simply sniff, unimpressed.]

Are you making any headway in this investigation? One would hope you're not slacking off.

[Mean!]

3. GENERAL - COSMOPOLITAN CALLED THEY WANT THEIR ADVICE BACK (crime or nerd mode, you choose!)

[When he has downtime, a certain someone can be seen browsing through some magazines at a local stall in the Tamamo district - he's bored, obviously. There's a lot to keep his mind on, true, and he is meaning to find out more information, but he, out of curiosity, has picked up what is obviously a trashy romance magazine, complete with 100+ NEW SEX TIPS and IS YOUR BOYFRIEND CHEATING ON YOU? TAKE OUR QUIZ TO FIND OUT stickers emblazoned on the cover.]

[Curiosity killed the catboy, however, and he's making random disgruntled noises as he flips through it, finally stopping at a page - he squints down at it.]

"Cook dinner topless, put a little tomato sauce on your chest, and ask him to lick it off?" [He looks APPALLED.] What kind of nonsense advice is this? Who wrote this?

[And then another flip of the pages, another noise of disgust.]

"Use a ruler to gauge how much his di-" [A look of >:O] That's NOT how you use a ruler!

4. WILDCARD + CLOSED PROMPTS

[holds everyone's hands please please please IF YOU WANT CLOSED PROMPTS PLEASE HIT ME UP VIA DM OR crystal#4450 on discord! I'm also vampirize@plurk! Or just throw a random prompt at this nerd, I'll roll with it!!]

Comments

[sweetsong]

Ruler?

[ that's a really weird name, but he'll go with it. he's not really in a position to argue anything anyway. ]

I'm a singer. Bartender. Um, I suppose I'm also good at making people happy.

[ whoa. nice spin, mister ruler. ]

And I'm a lieutenant of the Tamamo clan.

[divisors]

A lieutenant?

[Well, now. His smile curves, like a knife.]

You're rather putting a low opinion of the Tamamo out there, you know. A lieutenant unknowing of what's happening under his nose, walking through places with no care in the world? How embarassing.

[sweetsong]

[ robin blinks. as heavy as his stomach feels, if he doesn't try to get himself out of this situation...! ]

Hm. Are you Enma?

[ because he's going to also take a moment to reflect. why is he just letting this strange man walk all over him? if anything: ]

Becaaaaaause if you are, I should talk to one of your superiors.

[divisors]

I have been ordered by my superiors to gather information as need be for our inspections. You are in an area under our jurisdiction. So I say to you, Mr. Laffite, do heed my questions.

[Authoritative, proud, disciplinary. There's not even a twitch in his face.]

I am not here to arrest you. I merely need to understand what brings you to a place like this.

[sweetsong]

[ he's the most serious person he's ever met in his life.

and unlife. ]

I go different ways sometimes to get back to my apartment. I used to have problems with youkai that wouldn't stop hitting on me.

[ watch robin deflate right before your very eyes. ]

Even now, I don't like the idea of being followed. It's a hard habit to break.

[divisors]

...Youkai?

[That makes him pause, thinking, lips pursed.]

Would you wish to have an escort?

[sweetsong]

[ oh. so now ruler's willing to play nice? ]

To do what?

[ he hears escort, he gets a little nervous??? ]

[divisors]

[A tilt of the head.]

To accompany you back home. If you're so worried about youkai.

[sweetsong]

[ robin's silent for a moment, before he softly giggles. ]

Really? Don't you have an investigation to take care of?

[ he adjusts his bag and hums. ]

What if we get jumped?

[divisors]

As far as I am concerned, I am still continuing my investigation.

[Whatever that means.]

[At the question, he gives a little sniff.]

Then your protection shall be under my care.

[sweetsong]

[ yeah, he's having a little difficulty trusting. still? it's not like robin lacks the ability to defend himself. he just doesn't like showing it and he certainly won't do it around a stranger.

ruler. a strange ruler. Ruler? ]

Um. Okay. Well, if you want to come with me...

[ pointing down the direction of where this 'investigation' has been performed so far. ]

... I live down that way. Toward Tamamo territory.

[divisors]

[Strange ruler....struler......]

[His expression doesn't change.]

I see. Alright.

[And he actually extends a hand, like a proper gentleman.]

If you wish.

[sweetsong]

[ struler... a new pastry.

but he'll take that hand. carefully, with his free one. the other continues to carry the bag. ]

Um. If you want, I bought some extra danishes. I have Twinkies, too. Oh and Skittles and Sour Patch Kids and Starburst and...

[ he do be a walking sugar dispensary. ]

[divisors]

...Danishes?

[He actually looks a little stunned, like being offered sweets was the last thing on his list of things to happen (it was).]

You have a sweet tooth, don't you?

[sweetsong]

Of course! Don't I look like the kind of boy that'd have one?

[ he also has two sharp fangs, but at least he doesn't need to use those to puncture a doughnut. ]

I mean, that's what some have said. Also you didn't say no!~

[divisors]

You look a meat-loving sort, actually.

[Yeah, he's noticing those teeth.]

I'm escorting you. Is this really the time?

[sweetsong]

Mhm! We can eat and walk. It's not that hard...

[ though it does beg the question: ]

... do you have a weapon? Like, to defend us? Wait! Do you have some kind of like, gun? Like what a police officer might carry?

[divisors]

[He's silent for a moment at that question.]



[Right. His weapon.]

....I have a ruler.

[sweetsong]

Ooh. Wow, that's kind of... that sends shivers up my spine, you know?

[ actually kind of intimidated by that weapon choice. ]

Do you just smack people with it?

[divisors]

[No, don't say that, he'll take it to heart as it really being cool.]

It's the Logarithim Accel-Loader. It usually can take on many forms.

[Not answering the question...]

[sweetsong]

[ well we can't have that ]

Forms? Whoa! So it's like, a transformer?

[ a moment, then: ]

Can it become like, a plane? A gun? Maybe scissors?

[divisors]

Nothing as large as a plane, but it could turn into a gun, or scissors, or most carryable weapons you put your mind to.

[He hums, a little self-satisfied.]

It's simply that powerful. Huhuhu.

[sweetsong]

[ nice. be smug. robin's more than happy to feed the ego. ]

How about chopsticks?

[ at least this is helping with his general anxieties. ]

[divisors]

Chopsticks?

[EH??]

I...could. But why? Those aren't weapons.

[sweetsong]

Says you! Once, I saw a really hungry oni take his chopsticks and...

[ robin hums, stopping for a second. ]

... I think anything can be a weapon, Mister Ruler.

[ that sounds a little odd off the tongue but... ]