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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NOVEMBER

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— event log
— plotting post

Feel free to respond to this comment with wildcard prompts!

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?

[boarwitness]

I did the same. They knocked me out for my efforts, but the branding woke me up. Then they knocked me out again.

[luckily, he has a hard head. still, a line of dried blood trails down the side of his face, smudged with grime.

he watches joonghyuk attempt the chains, and purses his lips. no easy out this time.]

No. And judging from your question, they didn't tell you, either. [he huffs, and stares at their bonds.] I'm going to cut down every person responsible for this.

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[ Felix needs a harder head because apparently Joonghyuk just stayed conscious during all of that. Which is better is up to the beholder. His lips press into a firm line as he finds a place in the cell to settle so they can Formulate something. ]

Too busy unjustly arresting me and others. [ Obviously. ] You'll need your blade first.

[ Unfortunately, the sword boys are without their swords. They seem to have stripped Joonghyuk of everything and left him with the loincloth. Is that necessary? Why? ]

[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...? ]

[arrancar]

( he appreciates the complete faith in his absolute depravity. it's very sweet.

but it isn't enough to earn him a straight answer. )

Well, if they're plannin' to starve you to death anyway, then I need to decide how many days I should give you before I turn you into a nice supplementary meal. Wouldn't want to waste a soul as good as yours.

( have a dickish one instead. he's only partially joking. )

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[ Joonghyuk thinks it's right of him especially after this half-joke he hears. Frowning, the only reason he doesn't see this as a real threat is because of the magic barrier stripping them of their powers.

His expression can only be described as weary, like he's left to babysit ten toddlers and given the budget of ten dollars to entertain them. ]

I won't be staying here long enough for them to starve me. [ Ridiculous. ] And I can't imagine you'd stay here that long, either.

[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?

[paraselenes]

[ Joonghyuk did see him punch Puck into a tree, so it shouldn't be that much of a shock. They're two violent peas in a pod today. ]

As opposed to what? Staring? Launching a daring escape...?

[ He can say so aloud, considering that what scant guards here aren't paying any attention to them at all. It seems like he can do anything short of raising his voice and they'd never come check in. ]

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[ Dimitri just seems like still a good boy deep down to Joonghyuk... Violent good boy. Before he can address their immediate situation and see if they can have a hand in their fates, he must ask: ]

Are you usually this rude?

[ Because he's being extremely rude to him. More rude than Felix Fire Emblem has been based on his own metrics. ]

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.

[damnpire]

[No coat. Only a hat and a sword. They will be naked otherwise. (no)

He inclines his head in a nod, following Joonghyuk's gaze off, away from escape. It doesn't bother him. So little bothers him... Begging him to be bothered by more than a few terrible things.]

Let's go.

[They will get their shit back.]

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[ And they'll go with light steps, barefoot like hobos they are. As they're coming to a corner, Joonghyuk pauses and whispers: ]

How is your hearing?

[ He isn't sure if whatever is subduing his abilities is doing the same to D, so he might as well ask. It may be useful to know if there are guards nearby. ]

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. ]

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[ I guess Claude will have to continue to wrestle with his inner gay demons, then.

He sighs and follows along when Joonghyuk is quick to move along, eyeing him carefully not for perverted reasons, but rather to see if he'd been the victim of the same brand he'd seen on other prisoners. That, at the very least, he hopes Joonghyuk wrapped up. ]

So your goal isn't to get out as fast as possible?

[ It's smart. If they're already here, why not snoop around? ]

Did you see much of the layout when you were brought in?

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[ The amount of detail to say Claude isn't a pervert is a lot, but Joonghyuk thinks he's aroace, so there are no issues here. The 'F' brand is burned under his clavicle, but the edges aren't rough. It's been cared for.

Straining his ears, he tries to catch anything as he starts sticking closer to the wall, slowing as they get to a corner. ]

They took my sword and clothes. [ Those are HIS. And he's naturally a curious person. ] And there might be useful items here.

[ mm. ]

Only this side of the gallows.