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the dark tower: jake chambers

un: nishizono

the other guy covered this already but i figure, what can it hurt to ask again? where can i can drugs here. anxiety meds, specifically. no, i don't have anxiety, but i can exhibit similar symptoms from time to time. this is life-threatening, i assure you.

second, because i don't think i can get away with just putting up a "don't fuck with me" attitude when touchy-feelies might actually save lives: i'm a touch-based telepath. yes, it's exactly what it sounds like. no, i can't just shut it off. yes, i won't touch you without permission. no, don't touch me unless i touch you first.

jesus motherfucker this is more words than i've written in years. hi, i'm tetora. i like pizza.

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What, caught ya with your hand in the cutlery?

[ The question was tinged with a sense of humor, though whether Tetora picked up on the joke over text was well

There was a brief pause. ]

Not for real.

[ Fight club was a poor substitute for the urban jungle, for the out-and-out brutality that the streets afforded him. Which was a shame, because part of him still spotted a used syringe down a quiet park path, or even an old portable burner, and itched.

He was more than capable of keeping quiet and reserved in a fight. It just wasn't the same. ]

yep. he's not mad about it, though, surprisingly.

[ that was the weirdest part, truthfully. tetora still hasn't fully wrapped his head around it quite yet.

god he needs to figure out what to do with himself already. ]

i wish i could fight someone for real here. real stakes and shit, you know? you got any plans on what to do yet?

Maybe he stole 'em before you tried stealing 'em.

[ or he was just a kind, decent person under a gruff exterior, whatever whatever ]

Got something lined up with a guy I ran into here. I figure he can take it.

[ More like he was 99% certain Kiryu could take it; you didn't make it far in the Tojo without being conniving or a total beast (or both), and Kiryu Kazuma struck him as Option B. ]

Anyway, when it rains around here, it drives the Sound Eaters haywire or some shit. Figure that's the time to go wild.

rain tends to be noisy, yeah, i don't know about you or the japan you're from.

[ he may be joking here. he's pretty sure majima knows what rain is like (and if he doesn't, it'll be very disappointing). ]

look at you making friends though. you've gone and moved on from knifing me. so quickly, too.

If you're lookin' for someone to pick fights with, I got plenty of free time.

[ He was going to have to do something to get all this energy out, anyway, and Tetora didn't seem the type to take it personal if he pulled out a weapon. ]

If you got some crazy-ass superpowers, though, we gotta work around that ahead of time. Does that telepathy thing work if you're wearin' gloves?

[ Look, he was filled with secrets, okay. BIG SECRETS ]

[ where's the big hair though ]

as long as you don't stab me in the heart, we'll be fine. and i've got gloves. or i fucking used to before this homogenous shit got shoved on me. just wear gloves if you're gonna hit me in the face and don't headbutt me, and we'll be good to go.

does that seem fair?

[ There was no big hair, you had the wrong yakuza. Maybe you meant this guy. Or these guys. ]

Works for me.

You can attack me outside the garage if you want. Just don't get anyone else involved.

[ They'd probably hassle him about how it was wrong, like 'oohhh majima, stop doing things that might get you killed', and 'majima where the fuck did you get that baseball bat', and 'majima-san have you been beating people up again'. UGH ]

[ the only hassling tetora's ever prone to doing is the kind that doesn't necessitate the use of words, so. nyeh. ]

just you, no holds barred? because i might surprise you.

Unless you're holding out on me 'bout something, it should be fine.

[ Look this is the guy that invented the Majima Everywhere system, he was fine having dudes come at him ]

Why your heart?

you mean other than the fact that i was fed a steady diet of drugs from childhood that a million years of rehab won't work on me?

because that's about the gist of things i have hiding under my skull, man.

[ just... you know. in summary. because some things are just too much information, full stop. ]

The fuck?

Yeah, then I'd say we're good. What the hell happened to you, anyway? Sounds like some kinda shady-ass medical experiments.

got it in one.

[ he'd make the finger gun thing, but that seems a little too flippant for this kind of conversation. have the pg backstory, mister yakuza. ]

i was in the juvenile system back home, got bounced around a few times. it wasn't great.

gave me superpowers though. how's that for an origin story, hah.

I've seen a lotta kids go through that system. There's always crazy rumors and conspiracy theories floatin' around, but I can't say I ever saw any of 'em come out the other side with anything other than permanent psychological damage.

Explains a lot, though. Don't develop a love affair with sharp, pointy things if ya grew up with a normal family.

[ This... also went for Majima, whose canon backstory was vague but probably not very comfortable. ]

[ shitty childhoods unite!!! wait no. ]

don't hold your breath, i'm not an exception to the stats. if anything, i'm probably firmly in the "yep, poster child" part of the venn diagram. something like that.

pointy things don't fuck you over by being nice to you. they're reliably terrible.

[ By terrible did he mean grEAT ]

That's exactly what I'm talkin' about.

I don't know anything about anxiety medication. But I'm sure that doctor that just posted knows all about it. I can still keep an eye out for pills, if ya want.

he seems like a lonely dude. you know the kind to jerk off at work because he's desperate for relief from the banal existence of life kinda guy.

anyway.

drugs is drugs, i love drugs. gimme.

Alright, gotcha.

I just hope he doesn't do it when anyone's under the knife.

[ Talk about a captive audience HAHAHA no actually that would be terrible ]

Still can't believe he asked everyone to call him 'Hawkeye'. I hope it wasn't with a straight face.

i bet he does that exactly, just because you brought it up now.

but seriously what the fuck kind of name is hawkeye?

I dunno, but it's not the kinda name I'd like to hear when I'm about to go under.

Must've gave up takin' over the clinic.

it doesn't inspire confidence, yeah. what's the opposite of confident? insecure doesn't seem like the right one for this.

Ominous?

[ Oh well, whatever. ]

So ya miss fast food from back home? My last bowl of ramen at a stand is seemin' further and further away.

i had some ramen before i left. it was disappointing, since it was fast food ramen and that's always bullshit.

[ still, you can't be picky when on the run, and fast food in japan is pretty damn fast. ]

if i knew i was gonna end up here, i'd have given in to pizza cravings sooner. hindsight, ya know?

Suppose so. Now that ya mention it, there was a pizza place back home, right near Iwao Bridge. Never did get to try it before I left. Looked like one of them family restaurants, so I wasn't in a big hurry.

[ The one thing he did know about it was that it apparently had a functioning restroom. RIP Tokokichi. ]

Place near my work had some great cheese takoyaki, though.

i miss takoyaki. i miss actual ramen. i miss soda and chocolate bars.

[ this conversation is making him really hungry, what the heck. ]

i miss the livehouses i used to sneak into and start shit with.

One of those things ain't like the others.

What I still can't get used to is bein' able to walk from Point A to Point B, and no one tries to start shit. The hell do people fight with around here, texts and passive-aggression?

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one of those things just doesn't belong