Post by Shimakage Seitaro on Jan 10, 2018 9:13:33 GMT -5
The one constant in this place, Shimakage had come to realize, was that the areas accessible to them would increase in quantity at the end of every execution. To date, two people had answered for their crimes, and like clockwork, new areas had become available to them. If it was intended as an incentive, it certainly wasn't a very good one - you couldn't explore anything if you were executed - but that wasn't about to stop Shimakage from taking advantage of everything this place had to offer. The one anomaly, however, was that every new area seemed to be external to the lodge, and that Krampusuke seemingly had no intentions of unlocking the door just off the foyer.
(That wouldn't do; if this place was to become his permanent residence - his prison, such as it were - he deserved to have full access to every room in the joint.)
And so, contrary to his title and his seedy past, Shimakage decided that he was going to be the hero. The one who all the audience members would root for. The one who got that fucking door open. Fortunately for him, there was only a rule prohibiting destruction of property, which didn't necessarily bar lockpicking. ...Unfortunately for him, he was a conman and not a thief - more capable of opening doors with a silver tongue than a bobby pin - so all attempts to force the door did, well, absolutely nothing.
Each word was punctuated with a flat-footed kick to the door, the last one knocking him off-balance and leaving him flat on his back in the middle of the foyer. Luckily, he hadn't managed to do any damage to the door (or anything apart from himself, really).
(Lying there, staring up at the ceiling, Shimakage wondered if it was his earlier conflict with Ishida that was making him so volatile.)
Without bothering to stand, he rested his foot against the door and shouted, not unlike a small child expecting everything to be brought directly to them.
And so, lying flat on his back, he proceeded to kick feebly at the door, as though having a tantrum on the floor would show the wolf he meant business.
(That wouldn't do; if this place was to become his permanent residence - his prison, such as it were - he deserved to have full access to every room in the joint.)
And so, contrary to his title and his seedy past, Shimakage decided that he was going to be the hero. The one who all the audience members would root for. The one who got that fucking door open. Fortunately for him, there was only a rule prohibiting destruction of property, which didn't necessarily bar lockpicking. ...Unfortunately for him, he was a conman and not a thief - more capable of opening doors with a silver tongue than a bobby pin - so all attempts to force the door did, well, absolutely nothing.
"Stupid thing. Why. Won't. You. Open?"
Each word was punctuated with a flat-footed kick to the door, the last one knocking him off-balance and leaving him flat on his back in the middle of the foyer. Luckily, he hadn't managed to do any damage to the door (or anything apart from himself, really).
(Lying there, staring up at the ceiling, Shimakage wondered if it was his earlier conflict with Ishida that was making him so volatile.)
Without bothering to stand, he rested his foot against the door and shouted, not unlike a small child expecting everything to be brought directly to them.
"Krampusuke! What is this? You give us access to the entire lodge except this one room? Let! Me! In!"
And so, lying flat on his back, he proceeded to kick feebly at the door, as though having a tantrum on the floor would show the wolf he meant business.
