If madness overtakes us both [Open]

[levelshift]

Who: Accelerator levelshift and OPEN.
What: Event and July/August prompts.
When: Throughout July and August.
Where: Arcadia, Excelsior, Central City.
Content Warnings: Specific warnings will be in the prompts.


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August 31 (Open)

[levelshift]

[It's August 31st, late in the morning, and Accelerator hasn't gotten out of bed. He has no plans to, not with today being technically-sort-of the anniversary of when Last Order found him, when Amai tried to kickstart the virus that would cause all of the Sisters to go berserk, when he got shot in the head. With the time dilation going on it hasn't been a full year, but it's still that day, and it isn't something he doesn't want to deal with.

So he plans on skipping all of it. He calls in sick that morning, then rolls over and proceeds to sleep for several more hours. Good plan, excellent plan. No need to deal with all the bad memories and guilt if he just sleeps through it all.

... Or at least lying there in an irritated, restless state trying to sleep, since for whatever reason it isn't coming to him. Instead he's stuck with a bunch of morose emotions. It sucks and it leaves him drained of any energy, and the most he accomplishes is the simple task of occasionally looking at his phone and leaving any messages on Read for hours.

Going for that long without responding to a text because he's away from his phone working or sleeping is one thing, but he doesn't usually leave things on Read for this long. It's hard to summon up the effort, so when he manages to it's a simple What. or more likely, Fuck off. He doesn't have a lot of patience for anything today.]

[purplexing]

[It's weirdly concerning. More so, perhaps, given the other weirdness that's been happening this past month alone.

In this case it's strange because Donnie's message is for business. With the laser tested and ready, he'd have thought that the esper would be eager to have it installed, or at least give him a better time for it. Clearly the text had been seen, so what's up?

Absolutely reasonable cause for inviting himself over, right? It's not that Donnie's worried, pff, of course not, that's a feeling and he doesn't do those, clearly. He was just in the area and decided to grab coffee for the both of them as payback for the can he'd helped himself to the last time, and check his plants.

Yes. This is totally his reason for stopping by and popping the door open like it's his own apartment.]

Grubdash...

...'Rator? You in?

[levelshift]

[Sorry Donnie, today is an awful day for him and his usual amount of patience has run out, leaving him even more antisocial than normal.

In fact, even when he hears Donnie coming in he doesn't bother getting out of bed. Or even saying anything. He just mutters a swear under his breath and rolls over. That, and the fact that the tv and all the lights are off make it look like the apartment is deserted.]

[purplexing]

[It's strange. It wouldn't have been nearly so if the esper had answered his texts. Was he in trouble? That...doesn't quite make sense either if he's read his messages. Unless someone else has his phone.

...there Donnie goes, overthinking again. Well, there's a simple way to narrow things down.

He sets the coffees down, pulling his phone out to call Accelerator's phone.]

[levelshift]

[Accelerator's phone starts ringing. It's in his bedroom, on the nightstand, and the noise is enough to make him growl, grab the thing, and throw it at the wall.

Fuck offffffffff.]

[purplexing]

[Welp. That answers two questions. Donnie promptly ends the call, tucking his phone back into his pocket as he starts towards the bedroom door.]

Heeey, you okay in there?

[levelshift]

[Goddamnit, Donnie is not taking the hint.

He still doesn't get out of bed, just curls up more.]

Fuck off. Whatever you want, I'm not in the mood.

[purplexing]

[That at least is almost a typical response from the esper. Donnie leans against the doorway and the lump in the bed.]

Just wanted to check on you. You didn't answer my texts earlier.

[levelshift]

[Accelerator doesn't move.]

I'm not answering my fucking phone today. That should have been obvious.

[purplexing]

[What is this sentence, how can you not answer your phone]

...

I um. Brought coffee. And I can install the thing in your crutch if you want.

[levelshift]

Not interested. [In either of those things.] Do it tomorrow.

[Even though... his crutch is upright next to the nightstand like two feet away.]

[purplexing]

Wh- [Mister coffee-for-blood not interested in coffee?

If he hadn't been concerned before, Donnie might be feeling a little concerned now.]

You sure? If you're not going to use it now I can just do it today and go over things with you tomorrow, it'll save some time.

...what's wrong? [Maybe he should have led with that.]

[powercrept]

[Back home, Gojo was born with the understanding that he would be the most important Jujutsu sorcerer of his time. Having an impact on his world was a given from the start: it was why some people would come to see him, just to get a glimpse of him even as a kid. He grew used to it, grew used to the fact that his vision gave him a different view of the world, grew used to how everyone would have to defer to him if he inserted himself into a situation.

Even as they craved to be rid of him. Guess they are now. Hopefully everything's okay there.

But it's why he knows better than to offer himself up as more than he has here. This is a world that shouldn't have his impact to the degree that he can offer it. He can't demand respect, nor will he; he'll do what he wants, follow what he likes, and ... frankly, be as selfish as he's wanted for a long time. Yes, he's arrogant and disrespected by many at home, but they know what he can do. He works around the clock to help rid the world of curses, even if he has his own schemes in place to better it.

He's just never been the kind of self righteous guy to think he should be heard everywhere.

This is all to say that he's making connections slowly here, and that's just fine with him.

It also means that when he's bored and wants to bother someone, his list is small. It also means he doesn't really follow social norms (he never has), and thus he turns up on this sad day for Accelerator completely unaware with the following in tow:

• a large brown paper bag filled with cupcakes and baked goods
• another tote bag full of Japanese canned coffee (imported)

Only, well, once he gets there, Accelerator looks like he's having the worst day of his life.]

Aww ... did I choose a bad time? [This is him reading the room.

Sorta.

Kinda.

Never mind that he didn't knock first before he literally just appeared in there.]

[levelshift]

[Honestly, Accelerator is used to people breaking into his home. It happened back home, though the intent there was a lot more malicious, and it happens here with the turtles. He doesn't even bother trying to complain about it because there's no point - it's pretty clear it's going to happen regardless, and he can't bring himself to care all that much. The only thing he owns that's actually important to him is the charger for his choker, so... whatever. People can do what they want.

Of course, when people break into his Central apartment they've so far at least made their presence known. Leo and Donnie, and he's fairly sure even Jason, could easily get in without a sound, but they've all got a modicum of tact and have given Accelerator a warning first.

And then there's Gojo.

Accelerator assumes he's alone until he isn't. Teleporting - Gojo's kind of teleporting - doesn't make any noise, and since he's curled up in bed like one very sad feral cat with his eyes closed he doesn't notice anything unusual until Gojo speaks up. Then his eyes pop open as his brain processes the fact that there's suddenly one white-haired jerk in his bedroom.

Why. Why is this his life.

He sits up, staring.]

What the fuck, you bastard?!

[Kind of a dumb question. He knows Gojo can teleport, he's seen him do it before.]

[faceguy]

[With Accelerator leaving him on read and Donnie going to water plants and not coming back for awhile, Leo decides to go over to Accelerator’s and see what’s up. What’s happening. What’s going down.

What’s going down is depression, clearly, given the darkened state he finds the apartment in that evening. Either that or Accelerator is just out, but Leo feels a sort of telltale prickle of not being alone that means Accelerator must be in the apartment somewhere.

Knowing him, probably taking a nap.

So he sneaks down to Accelerator’s room and peeks in on him and… yep, he’s where Leo thought he would be.

Now, a person who sees and respects boundaries would probably either back off at this point, or say something from the doorway.

Leo is not one of those people.

Leo is the person who walks into the room and comes to sit down on the side of the bed, waiting for Accelerator to acknowledge him.]

[levelshift]

[It's definitely a depression day. There are days when Accelerator doesn't get out of bed (more common over summer, where he doesn't have to worry about the obligation of attending school), but he'll at least be sleeping or make the minimum amount of effort to respond to any texts. Today? Today he is just a pathetic lump of a person.

Though when Leo walks in and sits down at the edge of the bed he tenses up, one hand reflexively going for the switch on his choker as he looks over. Of course, when he sees who it is he drops that whole plan and goes back to his previous status of useless.]

Go away, Hamato.

[faceguy]

When I can annoy you more by staying? No way.

[Leo looks at Accelerator’s back, then reaches over and puts a hand on his arm, or more accurately the sheets over his arm.]

Had anything to eat or drink today?

[levelshift]

[Accelerator's less-than-encouraging response to being touched is to curl up further. He can't even muster up the energy to knock Leo's hand off, even though he's radiating the kind of murderous vibes of not wanting any physical contact.]

No.

[Are you kidding, he hasn't even gotten out of bed.]

[faceguy]

[Woof, not in a touching mood at all, huh?

Leo pulls his hand back, then gets to his feet. There's gotta be something to drink in this place that isn't canned coffee...]

Be right back.

[Off he goes on food and drink quest 2023! And yes, he does see Donnie still asleep on the couch. Maybe he should get him some food, too...]

[levelshift]

[He definitely won't be going anywhere!

Unfortunately for Leo, the only things to drink in the apartment are canned coffee and tap water. How does Accelerator live like this? Who knows. His blood is probably entirely coffee at this point.]

[faceguy]

[Geez, not even soda or sports drinks. How does he live like this?

Tap water is better than nothing. Though when Leo puts in the order for food (from that pho place that Huvrye likes), he's also going to add an order for some sports drinks. The electrolytes would be good for Accelerator.

For now it's back to the bedroom with the water.]

Special delivery.

[At least he's keeping his voice lower than usual.]

[levelshift]

[He lives a very sad life made up of tap water and bad coffee.

When Leo comes back into the bedroom Accelerator doesn't respond right away. He had been half hoping that maybe both turtles would just decide to vacate the premises, but no such luck.

He shifts a little, grumbling.]

Fuck off. And take your brother home.

[Yeah, he got up once and saw Donnie asleep on the couch, and made no attempt to move him.]

[faceguy]

No can do. Food’s on its way.

[He comes around to the side of the bed Accelerator’s facing and holds out the water.]

Humor me, alright?

[levelshift]

.....

[Why is food on its way. He doesn't want food to be on its way.

He glares at both Leo and the water, increasingly tempted to just roll over, but he isn't sure his level of stubborn can beat the turtle's, so after several moments he reluctantly sits up and takes the glass.]

I'm not hungry.

[faceguy]

[Food's on its way because he has to eat! At least a little!

Leo smiles when the glass is taken, even if Accelerator is still looking at him like he wishes he could explode him with his mind.]

I didn't ask, did I? You gotta eat something, man. Even a little.