all we really wanted was a sulking party, right?

[gyakusatsu]

[SORRY, SWEET DRAGONCHILD, WE HAVE COLLECTIVELY FAILED YOU.

There are no invites to any group gatherings after the trial today. There is only solitude and sulking. Though if you come out to the great hall, there will be a platter of sandwiches. Fancy stuff, that.

But wherever your character may choose to sulk on this fine post-trial Saturday, feel free to share the pain because sharing is caring.]

Comments

[buddyoldpal]

No fuckin' kiddin', damn. What's the big fuckin' deal with admittin' it, anyway? Ain't like we ain't all fuckin' usedta it at this point.

Just the fuckin' bit about his stupid little motives. Makes me wish I'da gone with one of 'em an' put an end ta this shit. Least that way, I wouldn't hafta deal with the resta the assholes in here.

Every week that passes, everybody here gets luckier an' luckier that Majima's here, cause I woulda fuckin' cut somebody by now otherwise.

[blacksong]

Honestly, I wish you would. We've still got a few more people to get through, and at least if you got caught, you wouldn't make up some bullshit excuses about why you did it and make us listen to that crap.

That reminds me though, I got a favor to ask. [Which is probably surprising since when the fuck does Zero ask for favors??]

[buddyoldpal]

[ He laughs. Talking to Zero is so refreshing, honestly. ]

Ya can thank Majima fer that one! Promised 'im I'd make it ta the end, long as he did.

[ Strange indeed. He's curious. ]

Oh, yeah? Wassat?

[blacksong]

If I kill someone and get caught, can you just do me a favor and kill me before the Sage or Teishu get to it? [THAT'S ONE WAY TO ASK FOR A FAVOR....] I'm not exactly keen on putting on a shitshow for an execution.

[buddyoldpal]

Hah?

[ That sure is a favor, ain't it. Nishitani only mulls it over for a moment, taking another slow drag of his cigarette. ]

Sure thing, Zero-chan. The less we play by that fucker's rules, the better.

[blacksong]

That's what I was thinking. [and after a brief pause:] But thanks.

[This honestly might be the first time she's ever been truly grateful for something here....]

[buddyoldpal]

[ An important moment, then. Nishitani doesn't mind being that guy. Hell, if he can put his skills to use, that's great. ]

Killin's what I'm good at. Might as well put those skills to use, eh?

[blacksong]

It's a shame you haven't. Finding a corpse left by you would probably be interesting. [She's honestly interested in seeing how skilled he actually is at killing?? Okay Zero.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ He smiles. That's!! A really great compliment, actually?? ]

Yeah, I hear ya, doll. But you'll know it's me if I ever do it -- I like ta make that shit quick an' clean.

[blacksong]

It'd be better than what most people get here then. [Seriously does anyone here know how to kill a person?? Talk about yikes.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani laughs. That's... definitely true. ]

No shit. I'll take a knife over fuckin' poison and that corruption bullshit anyday.

[blacksong]

And didn't they use poison because they didn't want the victim to be in pain when they died or something? Fuck, slitting a throat is just as painless if you do it right, and it doesn't take half as long.

cw; harakiri

[buddyoldpal]

Right? Exactly! Poison fuckin' sucks, that shit never works fast enough!

If I die or get caugght or whatever the fuck, I'm gonna take a knife to my gut and slice myself open. I ain't givin' Sage-chan the satisfaction of doin' it himself.

[ It's not like he believes anyone could kill him... ]

cw suicide

[blacksong]

Slice your gut open? That's one way to kill yourself.

[That seems like trouble to her too honestly.... Guess who's never heard of harakiri. But NODDING IN AGREEMENT ANYWAYS.]

I just don't want that asshole getting a say in how I die. It's my life, [although she uses that term loosely for herself tbh] and I'm ending it my way.

cw; suicide yep

[buddyoldpal]

Yeah, why ya think I got a tantou? They're the perfect length fer disembowelin'.

[ Not everyone knows about samurai, Nishitani! ]

That's my thinkin' too. He don't get ta have a damn say in how I live or die. If I ain't gonna go down fightin', then I'm goin' down by my own fuckin' hand.