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 ]

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[ 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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what are you going to do to the people who come to you?
[ not that... he expects a real answer... ]
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[ babe there's no money here ]
"Do" to them? Haha, what a way to phrase it. It all depends on the ailment, really. There are herbs, rituals, prayers and mantras and meditations, massages, more, oh my~. [ he's getting theatrical again. ]
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[ the invisible hand of the free market babey ]
it's the "more" that i don't like
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so what's your deal
you're interested in powers? or interested in the process of making them?
you cared way less about einstürzen than you did about me
[ heine will stop instingating eventually i promise ]
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Why would I care about her? She was lovely as could be... but she's dead, and you're not.
[ that's really all there is to this particular case. ]
I'm interested in protecting the strong.
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Did you ever hide what you were back home?
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hide? not exactly. i just didn't tell anyone
and nobody asked
i wasn't interested in people knowing
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[ they're annoying because they're rhetorical, knife edges that lead to a single point: ]
You know how creative humans can be. There's no fear of death in you, but you're young; there are still yet worse hells for you to find.
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why should i care what anyone else is interested in
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[ is Heine strong by his definition? well, no. but he's stronger than the masses, and that makes him worth protecting. ]
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i've known that for years
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[ just that patient, endless smile, dark eyes sparked. it's a subtle difference, one known by those who are familiar with him or maybe animals like Heine, but it's one of the few feeds his full focus is rooted in, eyes rarely drifting away. ]
[ that's the problem with those charismatic types: once they have their sights on someone, they're bound to make them feel special — for better or worse. ]
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that's the problem with people like you
[ he will not be elaborating on what exactly is the problem, but by now heine thinks he has the measure of getou and doesn't much care for what he sees. ]
keep your monsters and your hands to yourself and we'll get along just fine.
not here
also not here
the most not here
[ WELP. ]