video @bodaiju
[ there's a monk. a buddhist monk, dressed nape to ankle in ceremonial robes, bare feet on hard tile floors. the penthouse behind him is classy and tasteful, but a jarring modern contrast to his clothing. it doesn't take much movement to realize his right sleeve, however, is completely empty. cheerful and chipper, he smiles and waves at the camera. ]
Hi hi~! Oh. I've been here since the first of us and not properly introduced myself on the network. My apologies, I'm a bit shy. [ yeah right. ] I'm Getou Suguru — [ the bow of his head is just deep enough to not be impolite. ] — a shaman from Japan. Back home, I specialized in hauntings and strange phenomena, as well as karmic work and even some chakra alignment. If you're suffering from strange aches and recurring nightmares, compulsive thoughts or stranger whispers, unprecedented cravings...
[ he's extremely animated through each of these symptoms even though he rattles them off like a medication commercial: acting out an ache in his nonexistent arm, a hand over his eyes for the nightmares, holding his head for thoughts and whispers, and... something a little more devious for cravings as he winks. ]
Please don't hesitate to visit.
[ a map link identifies his location. he's not very worried about stranger danger, is he? there's a long beat where he just smiles, and it seems like the feed might end, but then he acts on another thought that's been rolling around in that silly head of his: ]
Ah, and... Satoru.
[ to throw himself at the mercy of the public image is... a lot. he must know it, this man who values his pristine image. is it apology enough then, to make himself look like such a fool? he slides onto his knees mid-screen, clapping his hands together in prayer. are there tears? there might be tears. ]
Can't you please finally forgive meeeee?
[ what an embarrassing note to end on. ]
[ note: this character is a villain who hates humans so please check the journal for content warnings! i caught covid in the middle of sept so sorry for the abrupt hiatus; i'm working my way through backtags soon. no worries if anything's too old! cheers ]
Hi hi~! Oh. I've been here since the first of us and not properly introduced myself on the network. My apologies, I'm a bit shy. [ yeah right. ] I'm Getou Suguru — [ the bow of his head is just deep enough to not be impolite. ] — a shaman from Japan. Back home, I specialized in hauntings and strange phenomena, as well as karmic work and even some chakra alignment. If you're suffering from strange aches and recurring nightmares, compulsive thoughts or stranger whispers, unprecedented cravings...
[ he's extremely animated through each of these symptoms even though he rattles them off like a medication commercial: acting out an ache in his nonexistent arm, a hand over his eyes for the nightmares, holding his head for thoughts and whispers, and... something a little more devious for cravings as he winks. ]
Please don't hesitate to visit.
[ a map link identifies his location. he's not very worried about stranger danger, is he? there's a long beat where he just smiles, and it seems like the feed might end, but then he acts on another thought that's been rolling around in that silly head of his: ]
Ah, and... Satoru.
[ to throw himself at the mercy of the public image is... a lot. he must know it, this man who values his pristine image. is it apology enough then, to make himself look like such a fool? he slides onto his knees mid-screen, clapping his hands together in prayer. are there tears? there might be tears. ]
Can't you please finally forgive meeeee?
[ what an embarrassing note to end on. ]
[ note: this character is a villain who hates humans so please check the journal for content warnings! i caught covid in the middle of sept so sorry for the abrupt hiatus; i'm working my way through backtags soon. no worries if anything's too old! cheers ]

text | @stray
[ NO1 HARD FEELINGS GETOU
1 a moderate amount of hard feelings ]
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[ his smile sharpens — ] We did do something for that crick in your neck, after all.
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txt; un: shoko
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[ look who skipped past all the pretenses just for her ♥ ]
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text; un: desserts
no, he doesn't get his face just yet. doesn't deserve it. )
Let's not open up shop just yet, Suguru.
You know I'll only let you get so far.
( yeah, he's still mad. just a tiny bit. )
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At least you acknowledged looking. That's an improvement.
[ there isn't any questioning this though: ]
Satoru. Please talk to me, before I really begin to act out.
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private, starting from here.
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@samsa, text
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You have a blockage in your solar plexus, I noticed.
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video; un: ihavequestion
Karma work? I'll take some!
[ He raises his hand as he holds up his phone. ]
How much do you charge?
[ This is just like volunteering to get a tarot reading. The city is great fun. ]
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Seimei-san. [ did you know you're the only person in the whole city to get a decent honorific from him? ] I'm sure we can work something out. An IOU?
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VIDEO; un: moneyshot
Though, he can tell that he, like Satoru, has also grown… along with many other changes. Bro, where did your arm go…
He heaves a sigh and doesn’t really care to interact much with this guy, but looking for information, he’s curious. ]
Oh. Something has changed about you. It’s your hair, isn’t it?
[ haha he’s so funny. ]
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[ huh... so this guy's here... maybe this explains a little bit more about why Gojou's been even worse lately, but then again maybe not. hard to feel threatened by a guy who kicked it when he was 17, even if the monkey still has fangs. ...and since he doesn't have any curse energy, the city's power restrictions might not apply to him. he wouldn't say it's a particularly interesting turn of events. ]
[ these thoughts, accompanied by a slowly spreading smile, eyes darkening: a cat spotting a mouse. in general, Getou considers murder a work of necessity and doesn't particularly relish it, but... there are some exceptions. ]
Haven't I aged like a fine wine, Fushiguro Toji? I mean, look at this jawline, these cheekbones.
[ anyway, ]
I sensed your son arrive, but of course I missed you. Tricky little insect.
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text | @flora
Pardon me but, would I be right to assume that you have some degree of your abilities that you're able to utilize if you're offering such services?
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un: pochita (video)
For free?
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text, un: mob
i guess there aren't any curses or evil spirits really to test it on though.
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[ a hand on his chin, stroking thoughtfully. this takes a lot of effort, apparently. ]
Even like this, I'm stronger than most who aren't restricted. [ there, factual. ] If you need spirits to practice on, I might be able to assist.
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audio; un: theredgaze
So you deal with ghosts? Haven't done much work so far, have you. It's like pest control not getting rid of the pests.
[Sorry, just wants to complain.]
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[ well, he does have a habit of letting a joke go on for too long. ]
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cw monstery stuff
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cw self-immolation, vietnam war references
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VIDEO ♡ username: fearnie
Are you some kind of cleric?
( what in the goddamn is a chakra and why does it need straightening out for. )
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Didn't I say already? Shaman, a shaman~. Don't tell me you've never heard of one?
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video | un: P.Graham
Though "knows" doesn't feel quite like the right word. It's like looking at a ghost, a memory of a thing distorted a bit by time. Not that a ton of time has passed since Peter was scooped up and held by the strange one-armed man who cooed to him like a dove. It's only been a couple of months.
But time's passed by strange for him, with entire weeks lost to his own strangeness. Nearly all of September was spent in a reclusive daze; Peter's only recently creeping back up from the shadows, still flinching from the light a little. He, at least, looks better than he did before — that broken nose has healed well; he's not even wearing a bandaged splint anymore. Granted, he still looks like he barely sleeps, all dark circles and heavy lids, but that's probably never going to change.
The message from the guy is... weird, from top to bottom, but Peter's barely processing most of it, just kind of staring with his mouth open a little bit before he finally speaks up. ]
Hi. I um— I don't know if you remember me, but..... I think we met. I think you helped me.
[ He can barely remember much about that first day, but something inside of him flickers into awareness, like another eye opening itself up, and Peter knows, somehow, that he didn't dream this man up. (...He also still has the bottle of sleeping pills the guy helped him get, even if it's long-empty by now.) ]
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[ "home"... what an activating, after their last exchange. something about his expression looks a little forlorn by the possibility, in spite of the fact that — ]
[ he didn't. he knows. no matter where Peter moves in this city, Getou can feel his presence — the presence of the thing inside of him — down to a few city blocks, like an itch on the nape of his neck. desire and ambition have a habit of turning even the calmest, most careful men towards their graves in a rush. ]
[ there's nothing to say about his "help". it wasn't exactly that, now was it? ]
You look like you're feeling better. [ does he? ]
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sorry for the delay here i almost wrote myself into a corner but WE'RE SAFE NOW
oh no worries at ALL, I'm sorry if I stumped you with that reply also!!!!
NOT AT ALL THAT WAS 100% ME LMAO playing a villain... gestures
he's absolutely horrifying and delightful, ty so much for this delicious food!!!!!
pls you are too kind
cw: mention of familial suicide
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voice | un: steveh
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[ he's just going to continue repeating what he already said, Steve might wanna cut him off here. ]
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text | un; SpiritBlade
Excuse me, but are you also an exorcist?
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not here
But what even is that dramatic pleading??? ]
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