Masato Jin (
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dramadramaduck2013-07-28 11:41 pm
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[not-quite-accidental video: virus/canon update]
[Jin has a candle in front of him and a flashlight against his face as he tells a ghost story in a very low voice.]
And on every night thereafter, from the bottom of the well, you can hear Okiku counting the plates.
[In front of him, Nick, Yoko, and Nakamura are pressed against each other in terror.]
One...
Two...
Three...
[Gorisaki and Usada are also looking pretty scared. J...well, he's probably not listening.]
Four...
[Off to the side by the roof's railings, Hiromu and Morishita aren't nearly as impressed.]
How vexing... One is missing...
Was the one who took it...
YOU?!
[That's your cue, Ellen! Hope you're wearing the Sadako costume!]
And on every night thereafter, from the bottom of the well, you can hear Okiku counting the plates.
[In front of him, Nick, Yoko, and Nakamura are pressed against each other in terror.]
One...
Two...
Three...
[Gorisaki and Usada are also looking pretty scared. J...well, he's probably not listening.]
Four...
[Off to the side by the roof's railings, Hiromu and Morishita aren't nearly as impressed.]
How vexing... One is missing...
Was the one who took it...
YOU?!
[That's your cue, Ellen! Hope you're wearing the Sadako costume!]
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And she's going to do so by jumping out behind the frightened trio.]
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Nice job, Ellen-chan! You got 'em!
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[She glances at a mirror, then quickly glances away. NOPE.]
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...fine. [She flops down on a seat and stares down the others.] Ever heard of the Melody of Sorrow?
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There is a ghost that haunts the EMC.
[J's voice is matter of fact.] He wanders the building, proclaiming...
GIVE ME ENETRON!
[At the last, J suddenly rose up menacingly, waving his hands before settling down. And then holding out a hand for a can.]
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J! First of all, that's a lame story. Second, what did you do to my avatar?!
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[Now drinking...]
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I need another.
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[ She'd do it for shits and giggles, she would. ]
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[It's still going to be a scary one. He's all for ghost stories right now.]
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There was once a man named Iemon, who was married to a beautiful young woman named Oiwa. But another woman, Oume, was in love with him. Believing he could never fall in love with her while his wife was beautiful, she concocted a horrible poison that would disfigure her, and mixed it into her face cream.
That night, Oiwa applied cream to her face, unaware that it was the disfiguring poison. It left horrible burns all over her face, destroying her beauty. Iemon was disgusted with her appearance, but because of his marriage vows, he could not leave her. But he began an affair with Oume, who was only too happy with the arrangement. But the one thing she was not happy with was Oiwa's continued existence.
One night, Oume arrived early to find Oiwa applying the cream to her face again, and she taunted, "Your husband does not love you. Every night, he is with me."
Oiwa didn't want to believe it, and so replied, "My husband is an honorable man. He would never break his vows."
"He made a vow to a beautiful woman," Oume argued. "Not to the ugly hag who calls herself his wife." And she held out a mirror, for Oiwa had not seen her reflection since Oume's prank.
The sight of her appearance drove Oiwa mad. Realizing what Oume had done, she took a knife and charged at her. But Oume called out, "Iemon, my love! A beast is attacking me!"
Iemon came in with his sword and ran Oiwa through. Oiwa would have forgiven him for the mistake, but when he saw who it was he had slain, a look of relief appeared on his face. So Oiwa spat at him, "Curse you, Iemon, for all your days! And curse you, vile Oume! May you share my fate!" Having had enough of this, Iemon removed his sword from Oiwa and struck off her head in one blow.
Oiwa was soon buried, and Iemon and Oume prepared to wed. The day of the wedding, Oume sat at her mirror to apply her makeup. But as she stared at her reflection, it suddenly twisted into Oiwa's disfigured face and shouted, "Betrayal!"
Oume dropped her headpiece, unaware it had fallen into the poisoned cream she had tricked Oiwa with. As she went to join her groom, the poison did its work--throughout the ceremony, her face slowly disfigured until it was no better than Oiwa's.
When Iemon saw the disfigured face of his bride, so similar to that of the wife he'd slain, he believed that Oiwa had returned to haunt him. With one swift blow, he beheaded Oume, only to realize his mistake when Oiwa's ghost appeared beside him, crying, "Betrayal!"
Iemon slashed his sword at the ghost, but she was immune to his steel, and came ever closer to him, her demonic face inches from his as she screamed.
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Then what happened? Did she kill him? There's no way he should have been allowed to live.
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I love ghost stories at Obon.
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