A maniacal gleam infiltrated brown eyes so dark they appeared almost scarlet as they gazed down upon the destruction of Tokyo, Japan. Fires were everywhere, screams and cries breaking through the silence as men, women and children ran to find some place that was safe; Some place where the gangs, the Yakuza, the Russian’s had all managed to not touch yet. But it was too late. There was no-where left to run for anyone as each were cut down in their own various ways.
A smile stretched across Orihara Izaya’s face.
“Loves! Loves! The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity! Why then run from such happiness?!”
Laughter.
As he quoted one of the many poets held within his arsenal laughter rumbled in Izaya’s chest and the raven’s arms stretched out as if to embrace the burning city. “What is there to fear in Death?!” ha…ha…..ahaha…..AHAHAHA
A head was clutched tightly in Izaya’s right hand. A brunette with a pretty face and eyes opened to watch the city burn.
“What is life, when there is no death?”
Coward.
He was a coward and a hypocrite. He fled death even as he preached others to embrace it.
Finally, Finally the world had erupted into war.
Finally, Finally the end was near.
And with that end, a new beginning.
“I will save you!”
No one paid any attention to the maniacal laughter drifting down from Tokyo’s tallest building - the Sunshine 60. No one noticed the three high-schoolers desperately trying to stop what had already begun nor did they see the headless rider and monster of a blond racing towards the building as if they too thought they could stop Izaya.
But they were all too late. There was no stopping the world from turning into a mass grave now.
And even if they reached him before he could be taken away to Valhalla the world would still burn.
And Izaya Orihara could at least still observe its crumbling.
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Izaya Orihara | Durarara!! | Not Reserved
First Person: Previous Roleplay Thread
Third Person: He had done it.
A maniacal gleam infiltrated brown eyes so dark they appeared almost scarlet as they gazed down upon the destruction of Tokyo, Japan. Fires were everywhere, screams and cries breaking through the silence as men, women and children ran to find some place that was safe; Some place where the gangs, the Yakuza, the Russian’s had all managed to not touch yet. But it was too late. There was no-where left to run for anyone as each were cut down in their own various ways.
A smile stretched across Orihara Izaya’s face.
“Loves! Loves! The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity! Why then run from such happiness?!”
Laughter.
As he quoted one of the many poets held within his arsenal laughter rumbled in Izaya’s chest and the raven’s arms stretched out as if to embrace the burning city. “What is there to fear in Death?!” ha…ha…..ahaha…..AHAHAHA
A head was clutched tightly in Izaya’s right hand. A brunette with a pretty face and eyes opened to watch the city burn.
“What is life, when there is no death?”
Coward.
He was a coward and a hypocrite. He fled death even as he preached others to embrace it.
Finally, Finally the world had erupted into war.
Finally, Finally the end was near.
And with that end, a new beginning.
“I will save you!”
No one paid any attention to the maniacal laughter drifting down from Tokyo’s tallest building - the Sunshine 60. No one noticed the three high-schoolers desperately trying to stop what had already begun nor did they see the headless rider and monster of a blond racing towards the building as if they too thought they could stop Izaya.
But they were all too late. There was no stopping the world from turning into a mass grave now.
And even if they reached him before he could be taken away to Valhalla the world would still burn.
And Izaya Orihara could at least still observe its crumbling.
Izaya Orihara | Durarara!! | Not Reserved
Housing Request?: For Izaya to go with Shizuo if both accepted.
Did you read the rules and FAQ?: Yep~
Would you like your application to be unscreened?: Sure!
Accepted
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