Takizawa
Voices. So many voices. Echoing, bouncing around, scrambling his already distorted thoughts. Screams, sobs, laughter.High, mad cackles that escaped his mind, tearing their way from his throat, leaving a coppery taste in his mouth. Or perhaps the taste was only from him chewing on his own fingers again. Takizawa, otherwise known as the rate SS ghoul Owl, crouched on a roof, wind ruffling his cloak. It was covered in blood, as it was most nights.¨Jam, I need jam. Jam, jam , JAM!¨
A high, long giggle erupted from him, startling several pigeons into flight. He jeered at them. It was cold, but Takizawa did not care.He didn´t feel anything anymore, especially something trivial as weather. Aoigiri had tortured all feelings from him. He grinned, watching as a person wandered down the street.He frowned as a voice that sounded a lot like Amon told him he should let that person go. Leave them alone. But I am hungry, he argued back.
He lept silently to the ground, kagune slipping from his back. A voice that sounded a lot like Akira piped up. Called him disgusting. Said he was a monster, a disgrace. He told her to shut up.His prey did not know what hit them. He casually tugged at their head, it separating from the body with a wet noise. ¨Just like a freshly picked pineapple,¨ he mused.He caught the drops of blood daintily on his tongue. He ate well, that night. And as he feasted on the rapidly cooling body, the voices were finally silent.
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