L wants Joker sentenced to death, too...

That makes L on my side, right?

I'm so glad someone else sees the true punishment that man deserves. If there was any way for me to help, I would be more than willing to.

I hope you succeed, L.

.............

Who the fuck hacked my computer?

Hmmmm... we're running low on food. I guess I should go grocery shopping.

I wonder where Nero wandered off to, he needs to help me make a shopping list.

We're almost out of tequila. This is a slight problem.

I... can't begin to tell you how happy I am. I wasn't feeling too great when I got home, but when I got a look at the news...

That man... has been arrested. Haha, he's in jail! I hope he stays there. No, I hope he has a public execution. I want to be there to watch him die.

Maybe now I won't have to look over my shoulder when I walk down the street.

Went to the junkyard, got some parts, made this.



Still sore, don't feel like talking much. Think I might auction this off, it's too big for the apartment.

Um, I think I owe an explanation for the last post (that I hadn't meant to post at all).

Well... I moved in with Nero. Not much to say on that, really, except that he asked me to. Being alone was definitely not doing me any good.

So yeah, I apologize in advance for anything.

(OOC: Apartment block 6 seems to have become a very noisy place. XD)

[The sound file is silent for nearly half an hour, occasionally broken by footsteps or the echo of loud music through headphones. The last five minutes are completely silent until a door opening breaks it, closing shortly after, followed by soft footsteps that grew louder as the seconds went by, stopping abruptly.]

God dammit, Nero, what the hell happened? This computer is expensive you know!

[There's a deep sigh, then the sound of the computer being handled.]

You probably can't even hear me through the door and your stupid headphones...

[A chair creaks as Seth sits back in it, sighing again.]

Sometimes I really wonder why the hell I even love you...

[There's a pause as a light on the computer catches his eye, then the chair creaks again as he leans forward to inspect it.]

.... Great, the computer's been on this whole time.

[There's a soft thud as he taps the track pad to pull the computer out of it's 'monitor off' mode.]

At least it was plugged in...

[Unaware of the fact that the computer was recording the entire time, he shuts it down. The sound file ends.]

A lot has been going on lately, it seems...

I saw the news about Mikami. Not sure what to think about it. Watching it was kind of.... exciting. I guess I didn't say anything about it when it happened because it.... bored me. After it was done I just... didn't think anything about it.

I lost my snake somehow. I guess I've left the door open too much lately. He must have crawled out...

I miss him...

It feels... so lonely around here now...

[The only sound is Seth's breathing and the quiet hum of a fan, indicating he was in his kitchen. He doesn't speak for several seconds, just breathes. It was obvious he was trying to calm down.]

I... I don't know what came over me, I...

[He takes a deep breathe and is silent for a moment.]

Stray dogs wander around the train station sometimes, you know? I've never minded them before, but... But I saw one of those god damn dogs wandering through the station and I...

[He swallows and takes a deep breath again.]

I beat that dog. I can't believe I didn't kill it, I hit it so hard. Over and over... It ran away from me and I almost chased after it, but... I stopped and I just...

[He stopped speaking abruptly and silence continued for a few seconds, then slowly... he began to laugh. It was a quiet, giddy laugh, muffled after a moment by a hand over his mouth.]

Ahahaha, I... I laughed about it.

[Continues to laugh quietly for a few more seconds before the line suddenly goes dead.]

[Seth is standing over the sink in the kitchen, his laptop sitting on the counter beside him, facing him. He's hunched over the sink, staring down into it, eyes closed, chest rising and falling slowly as he tries to control his breathing. After a moment he sighs and looks to the screen, trying to crack a smile.]

Sorry for the video post but... I'm not in the best shape to type right now. I... feel kinda sick.

[He swallows and glances down into the sink again before looking back to the screen.]

Did you hear about the explosion at the Asylum? Yeah? Well, I saw it. I rode right past it! It was... surprising, to say the least. So much smoke...

[Takes a deep breath, a hand to his head for a moment, eyes closing again, opening partially a few seconds later.]

I breathed in some of the smoke... It smelled strange. I... I don't know what it smelled like but... something was strange about it...

Good about it...

I felt... different since I got home. I think the gas made me sick but... there's more to it than that. I feel kind of... free now. It's...

It's amazing.

[Slowly, as he watches the screen, he begins to smile. It's an unusual, eerie smile never seen on his face before. A smile that made him look just like he was capable... of murder. But as quickly as that creepy expression came over him, it faded into just a regular giddy look.]

Whatever happened to me... I like it.

[A few moments later he slowly begins to laugh, the sound growing louder until he finally put his hand over his mouth to try and stop himself. It took a little effort, but he calms down and sighs, taking several deep breaths.]

I, umm... I... you know... I don't remember what I was going to even do today... Something I was supposed to do a week ago, but...

Maybe it had to do with Nero...

[Slowly smiles to himself, a tiny laugh escaping him as he slowly drops from his giddy high.]

I love Nero... he came back not too long ago...

[His giddiness suddenly completely disappears and he glares at the window over the sink.]

He disappeared without telling me anything, the bastard...

[His angry look falters and he swallows, glancing to the screen with a concerned look.]

I need to go.

[He fumbles for the off switch on the camera, a worried, nauseous look on his face. After a moment of scrambling, he finally turns it off.]

[private to self|once hackable, now fixed to be unhackable]
I'm tired of lying to myself, it's only making me feel worse. This whole situation is pretty shitty as it is, I might as well do myself a favor and get rid of some of the baggage.

I always said I cared about Nero ans that's why I did everything, because I cared. I went on those dates with Nero to try and prove to myself that I just cared. It didn't work.

In short, I think I love Nero. I just needed to get that out. Now what does that mean?

I'm in for one shitty life.
[/private]

EDIT: I hate you, Larxene...

My house seems lonelier and lonelier everyday.

Wow, that took longer than I thought.

Sorry for kind of... disappearing like that. The Terra Art Garden hired me to do another piece of art for them, and I just got so absorbed in it I sort of blocked out the rest of the world. But... I'm back?

I'm actually rather proud of it. I heard it's going in the square so a lot of people can see it. They're putting it out in two weeks. Maybe some of you will join me for the reveal?

[Seth is sitting on the couch with the laptop on his lap, looking tired and even a little sick. His blue-black hair is tossled and unbrushed and he's wearing only pajama bottoms. Clearly he hadn't woken up that long ago. Boomer can be seen behind him-- partially-- laying on the top of the couch, still sleeping.]

Nnn, wow, what happened last night? I know we had a small earthquake but... I feel like I got ran over by a train... Which seems kind of fitting since I live in a train station, but...

[He winces on screen and rubs his temple as the headache spiked briefly.]

Scratch that, I feel like a building fell on me...

[Yawns widely and sighs, brushing hair out of his face, then looking back to the screen.]

I wonder if I'm sick... I think I'll go back to bed for a while.

[The screen goes black. Message ended.]

10:04AM
[The sound crackles, a faint rumbling in the background and a thunk as something falls over.]

Do you feel that? Do you hear that? It's like thousands of wild beasts are stampeding down the streets. I know it's an earthquake but... this feels bad. It's been two hours, can quakes really last that long?

Outside the fey are running away.

I've got a bad feeling about this...

[Something glass shatters and the familiar sound of a falling book follows.]

Shit, this isn't the place to be in an earthquake.

[All sound suddenly stops. Silence.]

11:56AM
[The sound quality is horrendous, filled with white noise and the ever-constant rumble of the earthquake. Seth's breathing is heavy, panicked.]

My house -- a disaster! It just -- the cars -- everything fell --! Shit, they're -- the train cars are sort of... --! Well, they're not -- anywhere -- but...

[White noise spikes and blocks out the reception for a moment.]

Oh god... oh -- Boomer was still -- house! I left -- in the --! Oh fuck! I need to get -- here. This isn't -- safe place --.

[Line goes dead again.]

3:55PM
[All communications have ceased, the final sound a wave of white noise broken by the deafening sound of falling walls.]

I feel like shit.

( Private to self; unhackable as of 10:45AM. )

Back home at the train station.

My house suddenly feels so much lonelier.

Okay, this is spreading a lot more than I thought it would. I think I need to clarify some stuff before Nero decides to punch me in the face for something I didn't do.

1) I'm not living with Nero, I'm visiting. Just spent the week there and I'm leaving this morning.
2) I've never had sex with Nero. Hell, this entire week I've barely even seen him. (Yes, this was entirely directed at you, Ace.)

And the big one:
3) Nero and I are not dating. We're not boyfriends/lovers/whatever other word you want to use. We're friends...

Okay, everyone got it? Good. Thank you. I'm gonna go pack now...

I didn't realize I was such a hot topic.

Nero sounds really angry on the other side of that door.