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[disjointed_dead]

[Kayako has a new form that she doesn't find all that disagreeable. It only presents new ways to terrorize the living, after all.

If you encounter the smell of vinegar in your wanderings, don't linger.]

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[helena_campbell]

[Oh hey what's that smell it smells like vinegar.]

[Helena is still rather human in this event, and anything that smells like food is welcome. Err, almost anything. She's just so lucky with these random encounters.]

[So anyway, she's wandering around one of the tea rooms, taking a peek inside.]

[[OOC: Eee, the mention of Manananggal made me giddy. It's a really popular Filipino creature.]]

[disjointed_dead]

[Oh hey, Helena. There's just like. A pile of hair and reddish, slimy looking stuff over in the corner. What could it possibly be?]

[ooc: I think it's basically the only way to actually make Kayako scarier.]

[helena_campbell]

[There's a pause as she glances back outside, almost willing to leave the thing alone, whatever it is. But her natural curiosity has always been so strong. So she takes a few steps inside, getting closer and closer until she can finally make out what the thing is.]

[disjointed_dead]

[It's...organs. Intestines, mainly, but a stomach and a pair of lungs and a heart are visible in the mix. Resting on them is Kayako's head. And when Helena gets close enough, her eyes snap open.

A second later, her head lifts up into the air, her hair wafting around her, and her organs are pulled upwards after it. Opening her mouth, a set of sharp teeth is visible. And although she's no longer an onryo, she's making her characteristic Kayako noise.]

[dandiestvongola]

[Why? Because I'm a terrible human being. Basically this cow babby is derping along.]

[disjointed_dead]

[That is why I love you.

The cow babby is short. So his first indication that there is anything untoward around is some dangling intestines brushing against him from above.]

[dandiestvongola]

Guhpya?

[You're evil. I kind of love it.

So watch this, since Lambo is omniscient to feeling in his GLORIOUS AFRO he thinks that some part of his inventory has become displaced. This must be amended.

Somehow his stumpy child arms reach up and try to reorganize this madness and he ends up GRABBING SOME FLOATING INTESTINES O LAWD.

Only he doesn't realize this. At all.]

[disjointed_dead]

[Why are you bad touching a ghost's internal organs, child?

Kayako starts to croak. Stop that.]

[usskickass]

[Why does she smell chalkboards?

Oh, no, it's vinegar. Aaaugh now she's craving those potato chips. This sucks and is poorly timed for her mun.

Whatever, she's going looking for it.]

[disjointed_dead]

[She might find kind of a...moist...trail on the floor. Left behind by dripping, dragging entrails. :|]

[usskickass]

[...The fuck is that.]

Hey, uh, is anybody around here? [And possibly bleeding out?]

[disjointed_dead]

[The only answer is a faint, hesitant croaking...might just be the mansion.]