Helter Skelter [Afternoon - Closed]

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The door to a broken down warehouse would be kicked in suddenly, and dust would go flying outward amongst the rotting environment. This building had been standing for awhile and was one of the many hang out areas for the "Psyche Terrorists" back in the day. Though it felt like just yesterday he had been here, telling from the state of the place it was much longer. Just how long had he been living that other life as a Cadet? Skelter wasn't too sure, but what he could remember was Claire being captured, and himself soon after. When he came too, in that forest, he could remember Claire's face. He could remember encountering two strange terrorists and having them physically digging into his mind to re-awaken his old memories. However, once it was done, they vanished as if they were never there to begin with. Skelter had no idea who the hell these clowns were, nor did it really concern him. What pissed him off was Claire's state of mind once he came through. She apparently enjoyed being a Cadet, but also loved her time as a Terrorist. Those two conflicting ideals coming together in one was turning her mad. She had begged him to free her mind the only way he knew how, and he did just that. He freed her, and tried to erase those memories of her previous life. So she could continue being a Cadet and continue to be happy.

He had thought it worked and it did for some time..

Little did he know Alice's mind warping dungeon would change that when Claire stepped foot within there. He wasn't aware of her current situation but he should have kept an eye on her. But, considering he was still reeling from what happened, he was in no state too. Skelter pulled at the bandages at his neck as if trying to take a breath. As he did this, a blue door appeared within the broken warehouse. It slowly opened, and an Attendant stood by its side with a gun in hand.

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Skelter's golden eyes looked at the young girl with a raised brow before giving a toothy smirk. "Been awhile, Felanie. I thought you all forgot about me, considering my previous situation." The Terrorist leaned back in his chair and kicked his feet upon a broken table. The small rays of light that breached through the broken rooftop caught his face and he narrowed his eyes instinctively. The silver haired girl looked as pouty as ever. A brown clipboard manifested in her hand as she began to read from the pages.

"Codename: Skelter. With your memories returned, my Master has granted you permission to return to the Velvet Room. You're back to being just another detainee in this systematic government. What do you plan to do next to reclaim your freedom? Gonna get your ass kicked and brainwashed again?" Felanie's smart attitude was clearly shown as she looked at him with a taunting expression; as if laughing that he had ever loss to begin with. He didn't seem too taken back from this, as he laughed under his breath and looked towards the ceiling.

"Maybe. Those Clowns that pulled me back to reality.. Are they your guests too?" He would ask the Attendant, and she would only look at him with a deadpan expression, giving no answer whatsoever. He could only guess not, but he could never be too sure with her. "Well whatever, it doesn't matter. I have a change of plans. Liberating this city is a fool's goal. No, I've seen the power of demons and just how much change they can bring about. This city was truly at its peak when they ran the streets. Endymion should belong to the demons again, and more Psyche Terrorists will be born by result. So, you should know what I plan to do." Skelter stretched his limbs and sat up from his seat. Felanie would simply nod and write this newly updated agenda upon the clipboard and page in her hand.

"I see. Well then, we'll continue to assist you and the choices you made. Maybe this time you won't get locked away and filled with shit." She gave a scoff and a smile at Skelter before walking back within the blue, caged doorway. It would briefly shut behind her, and disappear as if it were never there. The Man watched her exit and leaned back in his seat to look towards the ceiling. He was tackling his mission all wrong before.. He'd need to amass alot more abilities and people to do what needed to be done. To fill the city streets with demons and fiends alike. That was the only way to relinquish control within the streets and bring Chaos in its purest form. Right?

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