The Unpopcorning of Light Yagami. Open RP

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Awareness was the first thing to come to Light, but it might as well not have because the only thing that came forth was nothingness. Am I dead?, crosses the mind briefly before descending back to nothing. It feels cramped in this space, but also as if it goes on forever. That doesn't make sense, but it is all there is to feel. Memories float back lazily like clouds, but of where Light Yagami is currently or what he did just before escapes him. The last thing he remembers is finding out that Yotsuba has been proffiting off of Kira's power. Then, hearing comes back with the sound of a great

POP!

Suddenly there is floor under him, and butter all over him. Light lifts his head and sight returns just before the smell and taste of butter overpowers everything momentarily. Once he get's over the fact that there is butter everywhere, Light takes a moment to check the rest of himself over. His hair is a mess, and he is wearing a green sweater with the Slytherin insignia on it that goes well with the green socks and black shoes on his feet, although the socks are covered by tan pants. On one wrist there is a waterproof (hopefully butter proof too) watch, the other has a handcuff locked on it. Light's eyes trail down the chain of the handcuffs, only to find that Ryuzaki is nowhere to be found.

"Is this another test, Ryuzaki?" Light wonders aloud as he stands up to see if the door of this room is locked. It wouldn't surprise him if this was a test, as Ryuzaki already seems to be off his rocker about certain things, but it also would be unsurprising if this wasn't L's doing. Wouldn't he be covered in something sweeter than butter if this was L's idea? Then again if not L then...?

The door is unlocked, so Light wanders into the hallway in search of a washroom or Ryuzaki, whichever is found first. The chain drags along the floor behind him, but his buttery footprints already cover the castle floor so Light doesn't bother to pick it up as he goes in a random direction.  

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[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

Near had had to sneak out of their room to get down to the library; Mello kept badgering him to rest (which, he pointed out, wasn't at all restful), and refused to pay attention to his reasonable assertions that it was just a cold.

Now he was making his way back from the library with an armful (well, only four this time, a concession to being sick) of books. He'd found a way back to Ravenclaw that went past the Popcorn room, one of those shortcuts that should logically have been longer.

He's utterly unprepared for who he sees, but he covers it well.

"Well, well. Light Yagami."

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Light pauses in his search when a voice calls out to him. He turns around to face a white haired man carring books.

"You know my name, but I do not believe I've met you before." Light says polietly.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

Well, it was possible, of course, that he was telling the truth. After all, L had arrived here from five years prior to the Kira case. It wasn't any stranger than people returning from the dead.

But he wouldn't put it past Light Yagami to know about that and use it to his advantage.

He did look younger than he had at their one face-to-face meeting, but that wasn't conclusive proof of anything.

"Perhaps we have. Perhaps we haven't." Under the circumstances, he's been quick to reach for his wand anyway, and Yagami is more dangerous than Beyond Birthday, if less likely to attack physically. He doesn't draw it, but grips its handle. "Why don't you tell me where you think you are?"

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Taking a moment to have a second look around to see if this place is familiar, he finds nothing about the place familiar. Light looks back at this mysterious guy and replies,

"I know this isn't where I am suppose to be, so would you mind telling me where I am?" Light would have taken this time to introduce himself to find out who whitey is, but that isn't an option in this situation.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Matt!" Light might have to take a moment to recognize the voice. L is five years younger, and also, trying to fight for his dignity. Unsuccessfully.

It was a mistake to ever let on that he might be ticklish. Now he can't stop laughing, and he's very badly losing a fight to duck away.

"Gah!"

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Dude, I'm just trying to prepare you for what's out there. I could be hexing you right now."

Tickling hexes are no laughing matter. Which is the only reason Matt's trying to figure out whether the back of L's neck is more ticklish than his stomach. He's grinning, laughing, but when he looks up and sees the butter-drenched figure in the corridor he freezes.

"... you've got to be fucking joking me."

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

The sight of L was surprising enough, but seeing him being tickled by this apparent 'Matt' was absolutely shocking. His current appearance forgotten, Light can only stare at the two appraching. The mentioning of hexes also is put to the back of his mind, as he has found one of his current objectives with somebody new to Light, and laughing.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

Oh, that probably is who he thinks he is, given Matt's reaction. He pulls himself up to standing, (well, to slouching) and... stares, lifting his thumb to his mouth. His smile is completely gone.

"Hello."

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

Soichiro was just going to get something to eat, that was all.

He had to pass by the popcorn room, but upon catching someone out of the corner of his eye, he stopped and looked.

His blood ran cold.

His son was in there.

Light.

Kira.

His eyes looked down at the handcuff. So, Light came from that time, and his lifespan was a larger amount from when he last saw it. Light had a lifespan under his name, but given that he was Kira anyway...

He pulled his keys/Pensieve out of his pocket.

"Light."

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

"Hey dad, what's going on?"

If dad is here then, wherever this is had to have been planned, right? But what is happening is still beyond Light. That is troubling since he is usually on top of the case. Was he drugged and taken here? What's with the butter?

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

Light has consistently denied that he was Kira. What if shown proof? True, it was another version, but Soichiro planned only on showing the part where he was caught...and died.

Besides, if he's right and Light came from the time he was handcuffed to Ryuuzaki, then he really didn't want Light to know that he was dead.

"Touch this. Then answer to what it showed you." He turned his keys back into the Pensieve.

(ooc: it would show the movieverse ending)

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

"Huh?" Light reaches out to follow his father's order anyway, not seeing the relevence.

Suddenly he sees himself, but what is going on doesn't make sense. Light is- He's admitting to being Kira! And being shot...Ryuk! Why did Ryuk write Light's name down. Why would Light want everyone to die, he's not Kira! Or is he?! What is this thing he's touching?

"But I'm not Kira!" none of this is making sense, is it like that time he said he 'might' be Kira? But why does it end like that! Light tries to block what he has seen, it can't possibly be ture. Sure Light admits to himself that the Kira at Yotsuba is doing it wrong to how he would do it, and that he sometimes thinks like Kira, but how can he not remember being Kira if he is!
(ooc: i'm not familair with useage of the pensieve or movie verse, so I'm being vauge with what I know)

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

So, for some reason, Near's gone. Again. How's he supposed to get better? God, I ache, too. How long am I going to have to keep this up?

On the way to the library, since that's the most likely place for him to be, I run across a butter-covered person I'd only seen in photographs. The person responsible for mine and thousands of other deaths.

"So, you're here, too. Knew this place lacked standards, Light." Gods, first B and now this loser, too.

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Near had just disappeared out of sight when a blond started talking to Light. So, there is more people here that I do not know, but know me. I wonder how many there are then.

"What do you mean this place lacks standards? It seems like a normal enough place to me," aside from waking up covered in butter. "How do you know my name?"

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

"How do I know your name? How do I know the name of the person responsible for thousands of deaths that I had to investigate when our predecessor went and allowed himself to be killed? How do I know the name of the person who orchestrated my own death? Now, really, that is an interesting question." I pull out a chocolate bar from my pocket. "Tell me, then, instead, how shouldn't I know your name?"

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

"I've never met you before, or I don't remember it if I have."

It seems like this person believes that I am Kira, but I didn't see him when dad showed me that thing, "Why do you think that I am Kira? What proof do you have?"

[we-shall-see.livejournal.com]

"What's with the accessories?"

The secret agent, who had been walking the other direction with a cross word puzzle and a styrofoam cup off coffee, pauses in order to mock.

"The chain and the butter coating are very edgy."

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

"I just woke up with the butter, and the handcuffs weren't my idea," that doesn't help him make it look less kinky.

[we-shall-see.livejournal.com]

"That must have been some damned weird sex." Somnophilia-foodplay-bondage? Ngyah, Gust wishes he hadn't just pictured that.

"You know where you are?"

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

Yuuri feels bad for all the really buttery people who get popcorned and show up disoriented. He can empathize on so many levels.

"Hi!" He greets the unpopcorned guy with a friendly smile. Yuuri is good at friendly smiles: candid, warm, innocent -- probably way more innocent than a 16-year-old kid in this day and age has any business being, but that's just Yuuri for you. "You feeling okay? I don't think we've met before. I'm Shibuya Yuuri."

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

Well at least there is a friendly person around here, and one that doesn't know who he is.

"I am fine," the disorientation was easy enough to overcome, accepting that he is a mass murderer and not even know it is a whole other playingfield.

"I'm Light Yagami," he greets the younger boy.

[bowchickamaou.livejournal.com]

"No one's really one-hundred-percent fine right away after they get unpopcorned. I'm glad you're feeling okay though! You know, this happened to me once too," Yuuri commiserates. "Well, actually I fell into the Hogwarts lake and ended up in Cleveland, but my fiancé said I became popcorn. I think he still hasn't forgiven me for it," this with a sidelong glance, checking to see if Wolfram is anywhere around. "It still beats getting sucked into another dimension via toilet, though! Butter isn't so bad. Are you feeling really greasy, Yagami? I bet we can find you some napkins or something."

[edomedpeddler.livejournal.com]

Kusuriyuri seemed to have taken a wrong turn again. His geta clacked softly on the stone floor and his case jingled softly behind him. Perhaps he should have sought out A before trying to find the dojo again. As it happened, he smelt something strange as he turned the corner to see a rather disoriented boy covered in something yellow. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, trying not to spook him any further.

[darkwithoutme.livejournal.com]

"Aside from needing to clean off this butter, my condition is fine considering that I woke up today not knowing where I was," his mental state isn't any better since then, but physically Light is okay.

[edomedpeddler.livejournal.com]

"Ah, is that so?" he said softly, filing away the information that the oddly scented yellow stuff was butter. He frowned slightly before continuing, "Unfortunately, I am lost at the moment. However, there was a bathroom just back a little ways. Perhaps you can clean off there? And then some tea?" The boy looked as though he could use something calming, chamomile perhaps.