catchall ✧ this is our story.

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WHO: Yoo Joonghyuk and you! Friends. Not-friends.
WHAT: Catchall forever
WHERE: Netherworld general
WHEN: The present, the future
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary.

Look at me. I am woven together by story, held firm by myth. Look at me. I will tell you of the men that ate me bloody. I will tell you of how ferociously I bit my way out of their stomachs.

— Venetta Octavia, The Alchemy of Smallness —

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OCTOBER

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— event log
— plotting post

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that moment when rosa is taller than a lot of boys in the game

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[ Well, well, well.



They are in the forest and they bumped into each other by chance. Despite Rosa having gotten beaned by a ruby in the TDM, Joonghyuk isn't displeased to see her... They have bumped into mister hot as hell Puck, wearing whatever he's wearing. He can be in Belial's speedo and Joonghyuk wouldn't bat an eyelash. ]

You are going to suggest we reason with him.

[ A guess. ]

[declass]

[ will just say that puck is definitely not wearing belial's speedo. that isn't happening in this thread.

but rosa nods her head, because of course she does. what else would people do in this situation? it's not like some people would immediately leap to trying to murder the guy, right? ]

Yes...?

[ the fact that he is saying that, though, implies that is not also his suggestion. ]

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[ Even if he was in Belial's speedo, they would ignore it.

With how the light showers and autumn backlight had been affecting the Restless, violence may be the answer. Joonghyuk feels he has less patience overall. However, it could be his off day. It isn't out of character of him to be impulsive and act out, when earlier he'd keep composure.

Frowning, he supposes he should say something. ]

If he seems even a bit more suspicious, I'm stabbing him.

[ Puck covers his mouth and whispers an emphatic, "oh." ]

claude claude claude

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[ Somewhere in the Stygia, Joonghyuk is just on the floor face down, seemingly dead and bleeding a little puddle.

This is your starter. ]

[midway]

[ hei starting us off with h/c... spicy 😳 ]

...

[ Usually Claude would see an unconscious body and just go, "not my business," but for the purposes of this thread, he stops. It's also a little concerning that Joonghyuk is bleeding, so be crouches down next to him and gently nudges.

Where is the blood coming from? ]

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[ thank you spoon for being bending for me this is why i love claude

When he's nudged, he groans before rising his upper body using his elbows as an anchor. The blood pooled under him seems to come from his chest, considering the large dark spot on his already black shirt.

Squinting at the young man, it takes his eyes a moment to adjust. Feels just woke up from dead sleep. ]

You.

[ He recognizes Claude, even if he doesn't know this is Claude. ]

NOVEMBER

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— event log
— plotting post

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JAIL — grimmjow, dimitri, felix

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[ It looks like after the open house and events unrelated, some people got arrested and shoved into the gallows with the letter "F" branded onto their bare skin. Joonghyuk, of course, struggled the whole time and made as much as a scene as possible to escape, but the Hierarchy came prepared after knowing what the new wave of Restless can do. Why couldn't any of them been lowkey last month? It's possible to be normal, to have conducted themselves as upstanding citizens, so why can't they be normal?

Dressed in tattered rags, subdued in every way possible, their ankles are shackled and they're left in this derelict cell. Distant screams echo through the corridor while groans sound through wood and metal panes to remind them this is what they deserve.

Joonghyuk is quiet, glaring past the bars at the guards who leisurely entertain their own conversation about the weather and sickness going around. The aura emanating is ANGER because this is A MISTAKE and he must talk to the manager. ]

[boarwitness]

[nearby, one of the rag piles groans and sits up. good morning, it's felix.

he scowls at joonghyuk immediately, reflexively. but as soon as he speaks, it's clear the frown isn't for him.]

So they got you, too.

[puck blood brothers........]

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I struggled as much as I could, but they were prepared.

[ With numbers, with weapons, with abilities, whatever it took to pin him down and possibly a number of the rest from the house party. Quickly, he grabs at the chains cuffed to his ankles, attempting to break them to no avail.

His eyebrows furrow, glaring... Stupid barrier. ]

Did they tell you why you're in here?

[arrancar]

( well, it isn't a mistake that grimmjow's here.

he really hasn't been the most well-behaved restless, picking fights and burning down corn mazes. honestly, he was beginning to think the rules around here were pretty flexible, until they started rounding people up and sending them off to the gallows anyway.

he isn't too worried about his current captivity though. grimmjow doesn't plan to stay here for long. it doesn't matter that his powers aren't working. he just needs to bide his time and wait for the right opportunity to make his move. )

Think they're gonna feed you anytime soon, boy? ( yea, he's talkin' to you, joonghyuk. )

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[ Joonghyuk had also considered that there is a lack of order in general, seeing that restless were expected to handle whatever was happening in Oakwoods. In the end, the death of Puck was for the better, so he's scrutinizing the judgment set upon them...

Well, upon him. When he recognizes the voice, he instantly assumes Grimmjow deserves to be here. ]

Why?

[ There's so much confusion in the air right now. What kind of question is that...? ]

[paraselenes]

[ yjh stop thinking you can karen your way out of these things

Dimitri is a little less upset about being jailed in general—he does probably deserve it, frankly—made more restless by the fact that so many people don't. False sentencings, being branded like chattel, left in passed-down and tattered rags. It's absymal.

Though he can't say he's surprised that Joonghyuk is stuck here with him. ]

...Glaring at them won't get you anywhere, you know.

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[ Joonghyuk should be able to. He thinks the universe owes him so much.

Of course he would be here... And he's somewhat surprised that Dimitri is, though only a bit. His leer shifts to his cellmate, simmering only one level. ]

You're going to sit here?

JAIL(?) — kokomi

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[ Joonghyuk, after somehow getting the gag out of him, is causing a ruckus in one of the cells deep in the gallows. A pair of guards come to his arrest with confidence they can handle him—the barrier is still in place, therefore powers have been snuffed to nothing. They don't need assistance or reinforcements to handle one man, they believe. However, there's also the lack of choice... This section of the prison is mostly empty since guards have been allocated to combat the Restless trying to forcefully break in.

For Kokomi who might have peeked in to see if she can find any stragglers during this jailbreak, she'll be met with one of the guards flying out of the cell while the other yells threats and grabs onto a club to wield. ]

D

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[ Joonghyuk and D most likely stared at each other while quietly talking about breaking out while the guards are playing cards with each other... Maybe there were attempts and they were able to get out thanks to chickening a guard into their space and making them regret being born (then dying) or taking this job.

However it went, they are free! Free and in rags. As they leave behind the tattered guards behind, maybe steal their clubs and weapons, Joonghyuk turns to D... Silent as usual. He most likely mentioned that D feels different without his articles, but. ]

Will you be retrieving your hat?

[ The trademark hat. ]

[damnpire]

[Joonghyuk is valid. D looks very different without the bulk of his very gothic leathers. And pasty. So pasty.]

Yes.

[He doesn’t technically need the hat—there is no sun. But. But he is quite fond of the hat, so he wants to with him anyway.

He’s gonna get the hat.]

Your sword?

[Did they take it in the house scuffle…?]

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And my coat.

[ He would never forsake his items because they are his. Both items are sentimental to him, likewise useful. Both attributes are equally important. Joonghyuk looks off to another direction, away from where the alleged exit should be. ]

I remember the guard that confiscated our items going this way.

claude............ i guess...

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[ puts this as a reference.

After being freed thanks to everyone else's help, Joonghyuk comes out of his cell shaking off the shackles from his ankles. Much like the other prisoners, he's donned with tattered rags, barely fit for any kind of occasion... And by popular demand, it's a loincloth so his lightly scarred bare muscles are out there for everyone (Claude) to see.

While he had other plans, he catches a guard holding a club and encroaching Claude in this corridor. He can't use any of his abilities, but it doesn't mean he's defenseless. Fists are enough to kill and it takes swift movements to subdue the guard unconscious, dropping them onto the floor. No kill today. ]

Are you injured?

[ Joonghyuk quickly scans him. ]

[midway]

[ Despite specifically asking for loincloth Joonghyuk, it's a lot for Claude to take in all at once. He'd been snooping his way through the Gallows, wearied by all the chaos, looking slightly deranged with his bloodied axe, and so deep in thought that he hadn't noticed the guard sneaking up on him until Joonghyuk rendered him unconscious.

So all he knows is that he'd been thinking one second, heard a yell and a loud thump the next, and then turned to see Joonghyuk naked in front of him.

What in gay hell is going on? ]

Uh. [ He spares a moment being furiously jealous over Joonghyuk's physique. ] Yeah, thanks to you.

[ Presumably, he can see if Joonghyuk is injured given that it's All Out There. But first, Claude crouches down and starts to undress the guard. ]

I'm glad to see that you got out.

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[ I gave this to you and you're doing this to me. Claude can continue to envy while Joonghyuk crosses his arms over his chest, hiding his boobs unknowingly.

In terms of injuries, he sports some new bruises and cuts, but they don't seem to bother him... ]

The commotion everyone caused made it easier. [ Thanks everyone. ] This guard in particular doesn't have anything useful.

[ And from a glance, he can tell that their clothes are too small for him so the loincloth stays. Without saying another word, he starts walking—the direction deeper into the gallows. ]

DECEMBER

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i'm on hiatus and yet still want some threads

FELIX

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[ They're at their building, maybe out on the yard to enjoy whatever dim light is available as they polish their swords. It's very stay off my lawn today.

Except Felix stops to type on his phone, which prompts Joonghyuk raising his eyebrows in both curiosity and confusion. The polishing comes to a slow before he asks: ]

What's so important that you need to post now?

[ Joonghyuk never accuse him of posting anon. ]

[boarwitness]

[hold on he's having a flame war?

he looks up for a minute, sword still in his lap, and shakes his head in irritation.]

I told people to stop posting those stupid anonymous questions. That's all.

[then he goes back to polishing, until the next time it goes ding.]