Mahito (
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lastvoyageslogs2025-08-11 01:24 pm
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Who: Mahito in a couple pieces, you
Where: assorted hallways
What: Mahito's lost his head
When: Nebulously after Sebastian's murder rampage
Warnings: (weird) gore, body horror
Mahito and his head have parted ways. The rest of him isn't terribly tidy, and may be short a few pieces, too, but it's the head that's really posing a problem. At first it's rolled into a corner and gotten wedged at an awkward angle, and you might find him awkwardly trying to steer his mutilated body toward himself with all the grace and accuracy one might achieve trying to play Silent Hill with a DDR mat. The body limps as it crawls and moves confidently in the wrong direction. And slips a couple times.
There's a lot of blood. About the amount you'd expect for a decapitation. Mahito bleeds red, unlike most curses. It just doesn't seem to matter?
Once he's got his head back, he's pretty much happy again, though both stumps are still oozing and he looks like a teenager's gone overboard with the fake blood on a haunted house decoration. It does just awful things to his ocean of pale hair. He tries a classic head tucked underneath his arm, carrying it by the hair in front of him like a lantern, and at one point tying it back on with a bandana, which works for about twelve seconds before it falls off and he's chasing it again.
This is hilarious and he will absolutely sulk at anybody trying to fix it.
Where: assorted hallways
What: Mahito's lost his head
When: Nebulously after Sebastian's murder rampage
Warnings: (weird) gore, body horror
Mahito and his head have parted ways. The rest of him isn't terribly tidy, and may be short a few pieces, too, but it's the head that's really posing a problem. At first it's rolled into a corner and gotten wedged at an awkward angle, and you might find him awkwardly trying to steer his mutilated body toward himself with all the grace and accuracy one might achieve trying to play Silent Hill with a DDR mat. The body limps as it crawls and moves confidently in the wrong direction. And slips a couple times.
There's a lot of blood. About the amount you'd expect for a decapitation. Mahito bleeds red, unlike most curses. It just doesn't seem to matter?
Once he's got his head back, he's pretty much happy again, though both stumps are still oozing and he looks like a teenager's gone overboard with the fake blood on a haunted house decoration. It does just awful things to his ocean of pale hair. He tries a classic head tucked underneath his arm, carrying it by the hair in front of him like a lantern, and at one point tying it back on with a bandana, which works for about twelve seconds before it falls off and he's chasing it again.
This is hilarious and he will absolutely sulk at anybody trying to fix it.

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She emerges from her hiding spot near where the murdering started, her beautiful fur covered in gore, tail poofed, ears back. So much for this ship being more civilized than the dungeon!
Donut pauses at the head, turning it to face her.
"Mahito, this is disgusting. Your hair is collecting dust all over. And keep your mouth shut when you roll!"
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"Don't whine! And stop being so disgusting. I have to pick you up in my mouth and carry you, but not if you're going to be drooling all over the place."
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"When that happened to me, I had to regrow my whole body."
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When Jedao said he had been attacked but not killed, this hadn't been what he expected to find. It's a lot of blood. At least that part is anticipated.
"Is there anything to be done here? Turning your headless body in the correct direction, perhaps?"
It's going the wrong way.
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Getting there. Yes. He will not interfere - yet. Instead he leans his shoulder against the nearest wall and watches as Mahito tries to rotate his head around.
"Are you in pain?"
He's not going to assume.
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Not quite in his direction. Off by a few degrees, and veering further.
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Construct he may be, of a kind, but even a construct ought to die when you cut its head off.
"Your approach angle is a little off."
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"Mahito, what the hell," he says, not actually expecting the head to still be alive and potentially talk back. He's even reaching under the table to try and pull him out. The body is, for the moment, nowhere to be seen.
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That is-- kind of fascinating, actually.
He wonders if he can fix a detached head the same way he fixed Wen Ning's cuts.
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lost this tag sorry
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A cat pokes his head out of one of the enclosed beds and sighs.
"What are you doing?"
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So he can't trap anyone else in here and light it on fire, but Mahito doesn't need to know that.
"I'm not accepting visitors."
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"So? Leave already." He doesn't want to have to touch that thing. Ew.
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