Overthinkers Anonymous (OPEN!)

[Prosecutor Mikami Teru]

Taking a deep breath, Mikami stood up and walked to the podium, a frown etched across his lips. He didn't like the little nametag that was stuck to his chest, and he didn't like having to take time out of his schedule for this - but his psychiatrist insisted this would be a healing thing.

Looking out over the room, he leaned over the microphone, speaking in a low, almost ashamed sort of tone.

"...Hello. My name is Mikami Teru...and I overthink things."

There was a collective "Hello, Mikami" from the crowd - some mumbled, some more enthusiastic. Taking a short breath, he continued.

"I've been overthinking things for a long time now. My internal monologues aren't as plentiful as some, but they are intense...and...." He got choked up for a moment, turning off to one side to compose himself before continuing.

"...I've gotten so bad...that I start to glow purple when I think hard enough...."

There were a few gasps from the crowd. Someone even fainted. Somewhere, a small child began to cry.

"I know...I'm not alone...in my elaborate overplanning. But it's so hard without support. I feel like God will...reject me...."

It was here where he lost his composure, sobbing and slinking to his seat. The podium was left free now for the next person to admit their tendencies towards overthinking things.

Admitting it is the first step to recovery.

[Ryuk]

The room was large, though not filled to capacity. A sharply dressed man was speaking at the microphone, and sounded audibly exasperated.

“Overthinkers? Hyuk, hyuk, this looks like the perfect place to get some down time. I'll only be gone a little while, Raito will be fine.”

As the sobbing man concluded and returned to his seat, Ryuk sauntered up to the podium.

“Hello. My name is Ryuk, and I am an overthinker. In fact, I'm essentially talking to myself as I'm invisible to the majority of this crowd, if not all of you, so this is really just another medium with which I can think.”

At this he chuckled a little to himself, and wiped away an imaginary tear.

“I've gone about a decade now without overthinking things, though being immortal, that's not really very long. Being impulsive is rather difficult when time doesn't mean anything to you. Latelythough, I've left things to chance, hoping for the best, and only really having short periods of withdrawal in which I usually end up plotting Raito's death. They tend to be rather feverish moments, and I almost frighten myself with them. Ever since coming to earth however, I've discovered something wondrous that can numb the pain of avoiding too much thought. That my oblivious friends is apples. I am the metaphorical drunk of the shinigami world, and it's all thanks to the juicy crunch of your world's fruit. For the new addiction that solved my old one, I thank you, and for listening to me ramble on, I thank you more. I can see that some of you have very little time left to live, so I'll let someone else take the stage.”

With a grin and a flourishing bow, Ryuk leaped off the stage and flew to the back of the room to observe the dilemmas of mortals.

[seillet]

Sauntering up in a long black dress with black pants underneat and a knit overcoat was a young woman. She took her place at the podium, gripping the sides and looking at everyone with a smile.

"Hello, I am Tsumii Seille." She gave a wide swipe of a wave over her body as the collective "Hello, Tsumii" came to her. "Please, call me by my first name." She placed a finger on her mouth. "As you know...I am an overthinker, but I think that it's okay to overthink because thinking about thinking may be overthinking but thinking is still thinking meaning that your mind is thinking about doing something or thinking about thinking about doing something. It's all so simple, this overthinking, don't you think?"

She looked at the crowd after her little ramble, and she gasped, gripping the podium. They were all so silent.

Oh no. I did it again! With all of this thinking about thinking, I went ahead and thunk a thought. Now that I'm thinking about my thunk thought, I'm thinking up another thought. Ooh! Here comes another thought.

She threw her hands up in the air; with a defeated tone of voice, she yelled:

"Kaaa, I'm thinking up another thought!"

There was an uproar of dismay and some murmurs amongst the crowd.

"Now that I've said that I'm thinking, I'm thinking about thinking and what I said about thinking. I have a problem."

She covered her face and ran off the stage in shame, leaving the podium open once more as she ran to her seat in the crowd.

[Onigiri Sadako]

After Tsumii Seiile walks off the stage, A girl with a blue white school uniform came up to the stage. She somehow looked like a Japanese Horror movie character, Sadako.
The crowd went silent all over, and they were shocked seeing a 'ghost' in front of them.

She leans to the microphone, her eyes were glowing purple,
"Konnichiwa, minnasan. I'm Onigiri...."

Before she could finish her words, someone shouted,
"SADAKO!!!!!!"

Onigiri nodded her head, she point to the person who shouted Sadako just now.

"That's my name. Onigiri 'Sadako'. And i overthink when it comes to Teru Mikami." she said.

The crowd gasps and then murmered.

"Teru Mikami, when i saw him speak or he doing some actions, my mind go overthink about him. For example, he's eating rice in front of me. Then, I'll think something like this...:

Is he gonna eat the pickles?

No wait, he's gonna dig in with the fish.

I thought he dislike fish.

He's gonna go with the Teppanyaki chicken.


Sort of like that. That just keep happening to me. I can't write a theory about him. It'll take me 2 days." she explained.

"I know my priority is L, but this guy..." she stared at the Teru Mikami who is down the stage. "He's giving me the tendacy to overthink."

"Arigatou." Onigiri bows.

Before she could walk off from the stage, a man asked her,
"What do you think about Teru Mikami?" he asked.

Onigiri paused. She turned to the man who is in the crowd, slowly....
Her eyes were glowing purple... ,
"Are you sure... you wanna hear...?" she said in a scary tone.

The man was scared,
"N-No! It's alright!" he said paniclly.

The crowd was silent.
Onigiri walks off from the stage, leaving the podum free for the next person and then sat beside Teru Mikami who was appearing to be blushing after for what've he said.

Onigiri seemed to be deep in thoughts...