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Whisper (for Devin~)

Normally, it was the detective that fell asleep during lunch. It had become routine, even, for the blond to walk into the cafeteria ten minutes late, flop down next to Devin, pull out a pile of case work that he’d only glance at, an apple that he wouldn’t eat, and use his backpack as a pillow to take a nap before the next class period. It happened nearly every day, but play season was different.

True, Hakuba was no less tired during those times, but someone had to be on the lookout, and with Dev overworked as it was, he opted to stay awake. It wasn’t even that difficult, really. There was just something so calming about knowing that there was another set of eyes and ears making sure that he wouldn’t be bothered that was conducive to sleep. Not having that, therefore, kept the detective alert. 

He flipped through pages, keeping a careful eye on the time, and took over the duty of giving forewarning five minutes before the bell. Most had cleared out of the lunch room by then, which Hakuba felt ideal for waking up. Leaning over his dozing friend, he gave a gentle nudge, a smile, and whispered quite close to his ear. “Wakey, wakey, Mousey… no more napping; it’s over." 

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quick announcement thing? idk even. but since I don’t have my account anymore, it’d be great if people could “register” themselves to the dcmkrp blog since I’m not keeping active tabs atm. and by “register” I mean, just drop their URL to the dcmkrp askbox. or even if it’s other people telling me that there’s a new blog, then that’d be great too because I’m totally blind now and the entire blog basically is kinda dead when it comes to updates. sorry for using your blog as the psa lol

IMPORTANT PSA:

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Insanity, Pawns, Delirious

Insanity

Hakuba does often wonder if his paranoia borders on insanity. He has a ridiculous amount of contingencies set up in the event of his untimely demise, most of which involves delivering information about his various cases into hands that he believes are capable of handling them. Sometimes, as he writes the letters that he sets aside for this purpose, he has to stop and ask himself if he is, in fact, insane. 

Pawns

One of the reasons why my Hakuba hates the Spider that I’ve written in his backstory is that he uses a combination of white widow cocaine and a drug called scopolamine on his targets and bystanders… This allows him to produce those illusions, each tailored to a person’s individual fears (think Batman’s Scarecrow), and makes them very willing volunteers for whatever Spider wants them to do. For the criminals that he assassinates, it usually involves forcing them to play out their worst nightmare before they die. Since Hakuba’s not really a target, he’s only seen glimpses of this, but both times (especially the first), left him shattered, angry, and terrified.  

Delirious

The nightmares will sometimes have this effect. It doesn’t happen often, but the nightmares, or something will trigger his PTSD and suddenly the eidetic memory kicks in and Hakuba turns from a professional, level-headed detective to a crying mess on the floor, or scrambling to escape. Just the right combination of triggers and you can have him screaming bloody murder and stuck reliving the past until he’s snapped out of it. 

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Torture hehehe :3

Headcanon for keyword: Torture

In Hakuba’s line of work, it’s often romanticized that detectives are kidnapped and tortured for information. Mostly, though, their work is a bunch of research and paper trails. There are confrontations, yes, which occasionally get violent, but they are not super spies like James Bond, nor are most detectives like Batman. 

That said, being a super high school level genius detective comes with a certain sort of territory that brings out some of the worst, especially for one who is more a private consultant than a legitimate member of the police force. There have been a couple of times where Hakuba has found himself in a situation where criminals have tried to get information from him, one way or the other. 

Terrified of this happening, Hakuba researched various methods to cope, which have actually come in handy. One of the things that criminals like to use is truth serums or other drugs, which Hakuba knows (from research) works by making the person feel compelled to talk. It’s not so much about truth as it is the culprit providing the topic, and the victim having to speak on said topic, which usually results in them spilling the information. So, Hakuba has invented several scenarios and speeches or reports, if you will, to give falsified or otherwise useless information readily enough that it confuses your captors.

I mean, this usually means getting beat up more… but at least the information is safe. He’s way more concerned about taking the secrets to the grave, though, so that’s something. 

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Inside this basket of fruit, you find a honeydew, a kiwi, a mango and one apple slice that has been cut to look like a bunny.

Honeydew: You fascinate me.
Kiwi: Love your blog, equally interested in you as a person.
Mango: I wouldn’t mind talking to you if you ever messaged me, but it’s not that big of a deal to me.
Apple: I would really like to talk to you, but I never will initiate it.

Hmmm! I wonder who this is. Anon, we can be friends! I’ll initiate, I just don’t know who you aaareeee ;-;