#one-eyed ripper murder case

[hex-mania-animatics]

Cover finished July ‎24th, ‎2023, video finished July ‎25th, ‎2023, posted to YouTube on November 24th, 2023

Eyyyy last One-Eyed Ripper Murder Case cover, god I love using MEIKA Mikoto

[maleyanderecafe]

I'm sorry if it's sudden but who are theses two characters from? I saw there character designs and thought they were cute thanks!

They're from the One Eyed Ripper Murder Case, a vocaloid and game series by Shittoo! One of my personal favorites because the songs are really catchy. Specifically it's Chifuya on the left and Haruhiko on the right. I believe only Haruhiko is confirmed as a yandere in this drawing. I wish the demo were translated haha.

[vocalyrics]

Hidden Behind Me - Translyrics

If I'm selfish or if I'm incomplete,

Then won't you please just stay close and hold me?

There's no way I could ever return

To the days where I smiled.

Come on, touch me, see– I feel so gouged out,

I've gotten used to all this pain by now.

Hey, come on,

We're only getting started.

The ordinary life that I once loved

Is now lost and has become stained with blood.

Growing twisted and starting to change, I

Head into a mad world.

I'm still wishing, but it isn't enough,

All I want is for you to feel my love.

With that lethal weapon in hand, I

Keep running, keep running.

As I reached out to touch that naive love I had once locked away,

It dissolves in my hands and now it has turned into only pain.

As this repetition continued, I kept clinging to its meaning,

At this point, I don't know if there's anything I can believe in.

The kitsune kept on laughing; “So, which one of them is guilty?”

And they're still waiting even now, hiding behind me.

Be tainted and changed into something brand new!

If I lived in a world that's missing you,

Then whether I'm selfish or incomplete,

I would rewrite that world!

It's so cold that it makes me want to weep,

Even so, this pain of mine seems so cheap.

It's so beloved and yet it's so sad,

I head back onto the stage.

If these feelings I feel deep inside are allowed to be released, then

I'll touch them, watch them melt and now completely invade them!

As I was searching for you, I kept on calling out your name,

So we won't get separated, I'll go to meet you right away.

The kitsune kept on laughing; “So, which one of them is guilty?”

And they're still waiting even now...

Until this repetition has no meaning for me to cling to,

You're the only one I'll look at, because I do truly love you.

The kitsune kept on laughing; “So, which one of them is guilty?”

And they're still waiting even now, hiding behind me.

Together, we'll walk onwards to

Our happy ending.

[ironwoodatl01]

Batman; Gotham by Gaslight

Within the annals of cultural, pop cultural, and historical crime, there are few whose macabre methods could reach the bloody depths that 'yours truly,' Jack the Ripper, managed to plumb.

Five brutal deaths were all it took for that deadly name to resound for Five centuries. The echo of the deed has so scarred the psyche of man that Man collectively found 'champions' of their own to face the blood-soaked beast on the battlefield of 'what if' in an attempt, perhaps, to find a semblance of cold closure on one of the most famous cold cases in history.

A murderer must be hunted by a detective, and there is no more excellent detective at DC's disposal than Batman to solve the mystery of Jack the Ripper. It is a contest between legendary figures, a Dark Knight on a quest to capture a monster, two ghosts playing a grisly game of hide-and-seek through the foggy alleys of a Victorian-era Gotham lit not by neon ...but by Gaslight.

Ironically, even though Batman is DC's greatest detective, barely any detective work is done in both the movie and the original comic it is adapted from. Any investigative work done by Batman in both mediums to uncover the identity of Jack is brushed over, and the reveal of the killer's identity had nothing to do with anything Batman had done throughout the narrative.

Ultimately, Batman is almost railroaded into solving the mystery, and the climax is somewhat underwhelming and blunts the effect of the twist reveal of Jack the Ripper's true identity.

YES. Commissioner James Gordon IS Jack the Ripper. This risky reimagining elevated this adaptation to a height that its original comic did not achieve. The twist shocked the system for any DC fan familiar with Batman's relationship with Gordon. It is also expertly hinted at throughout the film for any sharp-eyed viewer interested in a whodunit, as the narrative presented many possible suspects, but Gordon was the only one who would have fit all the facts of the mystery. The twist was further muddied by the inspired decision to design Jack the Ripper to be as angular as possible, while Gordon had a softer, more rounded silhouette.

This culminates in a climactic showdown atop a burning Ferris wheel, which was ironically begun by a knocked-over gas lamp. At the end of a brutally animated brawl, Gordon allows himself to be consumed by the fire of the burning wheel. He is a good man driven into hellfire by his hellish desires. Was he the last evil of a bygone age sacrificed for a better future? Or was he just the latest in a never-ending cycle of self-destruction, doomed to go around in a wheel until the wheel eats itself alive?

Whatever the case, Gotham by Gaslight turned a throwaway 'what if' comic story into a film that embodies everything that makes a Batman story great. The film shows that, even if lit by gas, Gotham is still a city that needs its Dark Knight, regardless of what the city deserves.

[matcha-writer]

Yours Truly, Jack the Ripper

Story Theme: Mature

Word Count: 1780

Chapters: 1, 2, 3

A/N: I had this chapter sitting for a while now, but I wasn't satisfied what I wrote. So after a couple of rewrites later, it is here! I'm sorry for not uploading sooner and I hope you enjoy this read!

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Ch. 4: Somber, Mischief, Gratitude

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It’s dark once we finish our shift. I close the front door as Carla waits for me. The chilly wind creeps inside my sleeves as we walk in the dark lonely streets of Whitechapel. A couple of drunkards roam around the pub as others are knocked out in the alleyways. Three women pass by us, hoping to get a customer for the night. We huddle close together and in the corner of my eye, I see Carla observe our surroundings with caution. She pulls my arm closer to her as two tall men walk in front of us.

I turn to Carla, sensing her worry but she doesn’t say anything.

The two men turn to an alleyway, whispering to one another as we pass by them. She lets go of my arm and hugs her shawl to her body. Carla quietly calls my name.

“Have you heard of the illness that’s spreading east of here?”

I shake my head.

“From what Grisha told me, it’s something he’s never seen before. People are getting chest pains, coughing up blood at times, and oftentimes have trouble breathing. And there are new cases everyday. They call it the “King’s Evil”.’

I lick my cold chapped lips, “What does Grisha think about all this?”

“He thinks that the disease is spreading from person to person in close proximity. He believes that children have a higher mortality rate once they have it.”

My eyes widen at the Carla’s information, “You’re not telling me this because Eren is infected with it, are you?”

“No, no. Eren is healthy and has shown no symptoms of this new disease.”

I sigh in relief, “Okay, that’s good. Hopefully we can live through it when it inevitably passes by.”

I shiver as the wind runs by as I hug Levi’s cloak closer to my body. It seems like this district never takes a breather. Epidemic after empidemic we are always struggling to make it through the next hour, let alone day. Thievery, ransoms, and murders happen every time. No one can earn a bearable amount of income without committing illegal dealings or selling yourself to strangers. Carla idly talks to me regarding to Eren, today’s customers, and the upcoming holidays. 

“Are you celebrating the holidays with anyone this year?”

Three people pop up immediately in mind. Joy and warmth spreading throughout the apartment as everyone eats a delicious meal around the small table. Then another three people — no, a family — show up at the entrance. Talk and laughter fills the atmosphere as everyone celebrates. A redhead playing with a little boy. Light gray-eyed youth drinking with a bespectacled dad. The doctor’s wife conversing with the undercut ravenhead. Sweet and savory aromas invade the small quaint dining room.

“You know how it is with me. I just sit inside my home and read. Unless you have something in mind?” I answer her, warming up my hands to my mouth. A gleam shines in her eyes.

“Come to my place to celebrate. I noticed that people now-a-days aren’t in a festive mood ever since and I want to change that. You know what people say, ‘the more, the merrier.’”

I hum in response, detecting her underlying message, “Sure, but wouldn’t that attract unwanted attention? Like you said the other day you want me to be “safe and alive.” Isn’t that the opposite of what you are doing?”

Carla sighs and glares at me, not holding back.

“No, it isn’t. The situation is different. That time you were by yourself and he’s a drunkard who wouldn’t know how to count to ten. You don’t need to handle this alone anymore. This time I will be there as well as Grisha and your friends. Gross can’t do anything as long as we are there.”

My eyes widen at her revelation. I knew that Carla can be stubborn and protective, but not to this extent. Her determined eyes pierce through mine, unwavering. She really does care about me.

I avert my eyes and fiddle my fingers.

“Well, if you don’t mind the intrusion.”

Her hand clasps around mine catching my attention once more. It feels as if she can see my deepest secrets. Her hand gently squeezes mine.

“Don’t underestimate our friendship. No matter what happens I’ll be there. If you get a paper cut, I’ll bandage it. If something is amiss and it’s three in the morning, come knocking at my door. If you fall sick, I’ll send Grisha to your door. If Gross makes his way to you once more, just say the word; I’ll run him over and leave him in a ditch. You don’t have to do this alone.”

My lips tremble. For as long as I can remember, I never had someone who truly cared about me. From time to time, I’ve always wondered if my friends would care if something were to happen. Hearing her say out loud slowly cracks through my mask; pieces of it falling down the endless chasm, never to be found. 

 I squeeze her hand in return, timidly smiling at her.

“Thank you.”

Carla pulls me into a sisterly hug.

“You are too nice for your own good. And that upsets me sometimes.” She whispers gently.

 After a minute, we pull away and resume our walk with somber and gratitude walking alongside us. Trying to lighten up the mood, Carla talks to me about the details when suddenly a man emerges from the underground stairs. A white cloth is tied on his neck. A black top hat adorning his head, wisps of blond hair peaking out. A brown trench coat nicely wrapped around him, protecting the cold autumn night. A tall, slender man accompanies him from behind, holding a suitcase. The dimly lit street lamp illuminates his frame as he heads in our direction.

“Good evening ladies.”

We reply back. As the gentlemen passes by, Carla nudges me gaining my attention once more. I turn to look at her and see her smirking at me. Her mood suddenly changes. Mischief replaces somber.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” I question her.

She darts her eyes to the cloak hung around me and back to my eyes, her smirk slowly growing. “So…where did you get this new cloak?”

I unconsciously tug the cloak to my face, looking away and trying to cover the growing heat of her implication.

“...You know, around.”

“Hmm. Around as in shopping? Or just randomly found it lying in the streets one day?”

No response. Carla playfully nudges my shoulder, her smirk evergrowing.

“Did a someone lend it to you? Or did they give it for you to keep it?”

No response. Suddenly, my face feels hot. I dig my face deeper onto the cloak hoping I can become invisible from her teasing.

“Is it a certain short, black haired man?” She playfully quirks.

I don’t answer her, confirming her suspicions.

Carla giggles at my behavior. If there was ever a moment when I wanted to hide, it was now. Her smirk now transforms into a gleeful smile as she begins to gush over.

“It is! Goodness gracious you should’ve told me you were close to him! When did you two get together?! How is he like? Is he a sweet, hopeless romantic? Or a smug, rowdy man who knows his stuff? Oh you have to tell me every single detail that happened and—,” my eyes widen and dismisively wave my hands at her. I don’t want her to get the wrong idea about my relationship between Levi and I. I can’t ever imagine Levi being a hopeless romantic, much less an experienced one.

“No no! It’s nothing like that!” I interrupt her before she misunderstands any further. “He just let me borrow his cloak for the cold. There’s no romantic relationship going on between Levi and I. We are just friends.”

It’s almost comical how fast Carla’s face fell at my clarification. An eyebrow is raised and she looks as if she is ready to scold at me.

“Really. Just friends.”

I nod, not trusting my words. She sighs in disappointment as we finally arrive to my apartment. As I unlock the door, Carla begins talking again.

“Honestly, I thought you two were finally together. Not only one, but both of you are apparently too oblivious to know each others feelings.”

Fatigue seeps in through my bones as I turn and look at her.

“It’s not as easy as you make it out to be. I’m not experienced enough to know what it is to be in a relationship or know what he thinks most of the time. Remember how you felt when you were around Grisha before dating? How you were afraid and confused of your own feelings, and didn’t know?”

She nods.

“That’s how I feel right now. I don’t want to mix my feelings up with my desires. I don’t what to hurt myself or him in the end.”

Carla sighs in resignation. She hugs me, comfort spreading like the summer rays.

“Alright, you have a point. Take your time figuring it out. Do not overthink and blur the lines of friendship and romantic feelings. Let it take its course and see what happens. I’m always going to stand by you regardless of the outcome.”

“Since when did you become the almighty wise sage?” I jokingly smile as I hug her back. When I need her the most, she always knows the right words to say. We pull away and gesture her into my apartment.

“Stay the night at my place. It’s almost three and it’s not safe for you to go back alone.”

Carla shakes her head. “I would love to, but you know how it is. Motherhood and all of that fun stuff.”

Now it’s my turn to glare, “You just told me to be safe the other day and now you are doing exactly what you told me not to do?”

Carla sighs, “I know, I know but Grisha is leaving early morning and Eren will be by himself if I stay.”

Butterflies nervously fly within my belly. I hold my gaze for what feels like minutes before relenting.

“Alright. Walk back home safe and alive.” I emphasize.

Carla rolls her eyes and ruffles my head messing up my hair. “Don’t worry, I am always careful around these parts. You keep forgetting that I have worked the night shift longer than you have. Besides I should be the saying that to you.”

She begins walking out of the the courtyard. Before she completely disappears from my sight, Carla looks back at me once more.

She waves goodbye before disappearing into the night.

[lunatic-fandom-space]

Ayyyyyy, ive been tagged by @lemmint thx

rules: we’re snooping in your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and then choose 10 victims

One-Eyed Ripper Murder Case [German Cover] - Kasuka

Paradise of Ljght and Shadow [German Cover] - Kasuka

Stationen einer Ehe - Elisabeth das Musical

Schönheitspflege - Elisabeth das Musical

#Herogeneration - Darkvictory

Seasonal Feathers [German Cover] - Kasuka

Zeit bleibt stehen - Darkvictory

Everything to Win [German Version] - Anastasia the Musical

Chilledren [German Cover] - Kasuka

Nervenklinik - Elisabeth das Musical

I did this right after waking up so idr have the brain power to tag anyone else sry

[rayysart]

Didn't I tell you I'll always be by your side?

[crappypastah]

Haruhiko my bruhloved

Haven't drawn anything in a long time so I'm really happy with how this one turned out

(Also sorry for the bad lighting, I took this picture at night)

[oneeyedrippermurdercase]

posted these on instagram but they’re going on here too!!! the school uniform ones look a bit weird but i tried my best ^-^;

[hex-mania-animatics]

Cover finished July ‎24th, ‎2023, video finished July ‎25th, ‎2023, posted to YouTube on November 17th, 2023

Kaito gets to play a yandere who also wears a scarf, 'nuff said /silly

[maleyanderecafe]

Are the two in your banner from a manga?

Here you go.

[lepiteraz]

ONE EYED RIPPER PRIDE ICONS: 1 2 3 4

so i’m. doing this i guess? i already have meme’s done, and then i plan on doing chifuyu and haruhiko as well!! i’ll be posting them over the span of the next few days.

feel free to use as you’d like as long as credit is given!!!

i’m mostly just doing this for fun and i’m not really expecting anyone to use these, but if you want one with your flag and it’s not included here please just send me an ask about it!! i may not be able to add it as part of the post but i’d absolutely be happy to make others if i’m asked to! this also applies if you want one with multiple flags or if you just want one with some other background.

[cherryviscera]

you’ll be safe now

[mrachnica]

[hikari-writes]

Okay, so idk if its just the effect of listening to one eyed ripper murder case on loop or what, but like,

What if my hand slipped and i made the ending of angel wings, to yknow??? Not be a happy ending lolololol

Like, what if i made it as a realistic normal ending?? You know like in otome games they have those normal ends rite??

(The songs are about yanderes and it have nothing to do with normal endings at all but like--- it doesnt exactly give happy endings vibe ya know??)