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[greatestcool]

[Ryuunosuke kind of hates work. He doesn't mind the stealing or the Pokémon training, but he does mind having to wait tables in the game corner. It isn't a difficult job and most of the time he's as cheery as usual despite his distaste for the job. What he really hates is the downtime. When he's not working with customers, he's at a loss for what to do. Sometimes he thinks about which customers would make for the most fascinating sculptures, but the majority of the time he's stuck sweeping areas of the floor and hating literally everything his life has become.

Who would have imagined he'd be here, dressed in one of those snazzy uniforms all the game corner employees wear (with leopard-print shoes; he's been scolded numerous times for them not meeting regulation, but it's not like he cares), looking bored out of his mind? He certainly wouldn't have, but then again he's never really held a real job for any length of time. One might even say that he's grown up during his time here in Johto, but that would be a horrible mistake. He's only here for the money, after all. It's not like he's really matured any.

Once he's sure his manager isn't looking, Ryuunosuke fishes his 'Gear out of his pocket and begins to flip through the recent network posts. That's also not allowed, but it's not like he cares about that. Worst case scenario, he'll get fired and he'll get a job at the Pokémon Center or something.]

Comments

[preybeforemeals]

[And that? That gets a laugh out of him.]

Oh, you're far from the worst! I've known some terrible people, believe me.

[greatestcool]

Oh yeah? How awful are we talking here?

[deets]

[preybeforemeals]

If you can think it, I've probably seen it.

[If you think it's going to be that easy, however...]

[greatestcool]

Well, I guess that's a matter of opinion, isn't it? What I might think is "bad" could be completely different.

[He shrugs though; if Tsukiyama doesn't want to talk about it, he's not going to force it.]

It's good that you're not opposed to talking to me anymore though! I really like your company!

[preybeforemeals]

It's like you said - what's considered bad or monstrous is a matter of opinion, isn't it?

[...Tsukiyama, did you seriously just imply that a serial killer is not "bad" because really now.]

[greatestcool]

Well, I'm pretty sure serial killers are always bad no matter how you look at it.

[Good job, Tsukiyama, A+.]

[preybeforemeals]

Even in your opinion?

[greatestcool]

Of course! I'm not going to try to justify my actions as "right" or "good" because they're definitely not. But that's okay, because the world needs people like me! Why do you think God doesn't strike down all the evil people in the world? He wants to be entertained as badly as us humans do!

[HERE WE GO]

[preybeforemeals]

[..................................uh]

I'm sorry, what?

[greatestcool]

Oh, I guess it's kind of a strange belief, huh? Well, in my opinion, that's the reason why God doesn't interfere with serial killers and other horrible people; he wants to be entertained by our antics, and what better way than to watch the evils of humanity? We're absolutely fascinating in that regard, don't you agree? There are really good people out there who will help others no matter what, and then there are people like me, who balance things out. For every good person you've got a villain! If God really wanted us to be an overall good species, you'd think he'd get rid of the evil ones, or at least create more good ones to balance them out, right? But he doesn't. He rarely interferes at all, so he must enjoy the show we're putting on!

[preybeforemeals]

[His eyes widen a bit at that, though it doesn't take him long to settle again; if anything, he seems entertained?

...so is it a bad idea to tell you that he once horribly desecrated a church, or...]

Never let it be said that you're dull, Uryuu-san - it's strange, yes, but you're amusing me.

[greatestcool]

That's the point! As long as what I do can be of some amusement to God Himself, I think I'm doing pretty well.

[Well, he seems flattered by that, if the stupid blushing is anything to judge by, that is.]

[preybeforemeals]

Why seek religion at all?

[greatestcool]

Because God is real! Who else would have designed us so that our insides are just as beautiful and vibrant as our outsides?

[preybeforemeals]

You just happen to believe in a God that's as evil as you are.

[There's surprisingly little judgement in that statement; as before, he seems more amused than anything.]

[greatestcool]

Oh no, no He's not evil! He's not exactly good either though, he's just like most humans! He does some good and some evil, but ultimately He can't really be classified as one or the other

[preybeforemeals]

Ahh, I see. Wouldn't allowing His creations to slaughter one another for His own amusement be considered an evil act, though?

[You are such a hot mess.]

[greatestcool]

Well yeah, but then he also performs miracles and then there's the whole thing with Jesus.

[RYUUNOSUKE, YOU CAN'T JUST SUM IT UP AS "THE WHOLE THING WITH JESUS" DEAR GOD]

[preybeforemeals]

Assuming that one believes in all that? Maybe.

[...Tsukiyama, how badly do you want to get into this discussion.]

[greatestcool]

You don't believe in it? Why not?

[He's always loved discussing religion, so Ryuunosuke seems more curious than anything else.]

[preybeforemeals]

Why should I? I've read about it, certamente, but I've never seen the need to believe in anything of the sort.

[greatestcool]

[Well, he's headtilting so hard that flower crown might fall off.]

Seriously? Were you raised in a non-religious household or something? I thought most people believed in God in some way.

[preybeforemeals]

Ah...I was raised around people who are like I am, actually! And a healthy belief in God isn't really something reserved for people like me.

[greatestcool]

"People like you"... what is it that you guys do, exactly?

[He doubts he'll get a straight answer, but he's curious.]

[preybeforemeals]

[And for a moment Tsukiyama is quiet, and he reaches out and adjusts that flower crown where it's slipped to the side a bit on Ryuunosuke's head; though he's still smiling, the expression is offset by the look in his eyes being unusually serious, studying, and he traces his tongue along the inside of his teeth while he considers.]

Since you told me your secret, perhaps it's only right that I tell you one of mine, non? After all, that's what friends do. But unlike you, Uryuu-san, I do care if this is spread around, so please don't say anything.

I would hate to have to do something about it when I can't properly enjoy it here.

[His tone is light, cloyingly so, strongly offsetting the words themselves.]

Maybe once every week or two, someone beautiful goes missing. Sometimes they're found again, sometimes they aren't; they're never...intact, when they are, even if they're still alive.

[He pulls away from Ryuunosuke then, withdrawing his hands from those flowers and re-establishing some distance; he runs one of them through his own hair, the fingertips of the other slipping slightly beneath the open collar of his shirt, fingertips kneading into his skin a bit while he speaks.]

They call me "Gourmet."

[He smiles again, though it's not a particularly nice expression.]

I once knew a girl, Karube-san - she had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen. Absolutely wonderful, bellissimo, I had to have them - !

So I tore them out of her head and ate them, because that's the kind of monster I am.