The Kingmaker (
kingmakereffect) wrote in
trusthell2016-03-26 12:00 pm
Take Responsibility.
| The elevator doors slide open at the end of the allotted time for investigating, and the ride down is quick-paced and smooth; there's a lot more space in here than there was at the start of the game, that much is obvious. But then, perhaps that's to be expected with almost a third of your original number dead. The doors slide open when the courtroom is reached, the podium circle waiting as always in the middle of what still seems to be an endless dark void; Yato, Taichi and Megumi have joined the ranks of the dead, their podiums draped in black, greyscale portraits set upon them. Watching the proceedings. And as always, they aren't the only ones watching. The Kingmaker waits until everyone is settled at their podiums to begin speaking; it's still impossible to tell where his voice is coming from – other than, perhaps, 'everywhere.' "Protective has been taken from you. Looks like the guilty thought their secret was worth more than her life... Or maybe they just wanted out and decided to be the one to succeed at Rule Seven where everyone else has failed. Whether they succeed or not is up to you." Nineteen Survivors remain. How many are still alive at the end of the day is your decision. |

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[He can't even do the very very fake politeness thing anymore.]
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And really, darling, that's all it is. It doesn't matter, it's just predictable manufactured drama.
It doesn't matter. It's fine.
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[She's flipping that murder weapon real nicely now, eyeing Inviting.]
I'm just wondering if I'd get convicted for killing a killer.
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...Fine.
[If that's what both of you are going to do, go right ahead.]
Put on a nice show when you're executed, at least, if that's what you're going to insist on doing. I don't care.
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Don't worry about me.
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[Sigrun presses her lips together, flipping the knife more rapidly in her hand. She doesn't want to back down. She wants to kill the whatever it is. It's really burning in her.
But she slams the knife down onto the podium with an aggravated sound and drops down onto the ground, practically hiding behind it to cool off.]
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[Mouri completely sympathizes with your wrath but don't do it! Why did his podium have to be so far away from hers, damn it]
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You don't even know what it means to be a mother if you think like that!
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[Stan snaps, then runs at his eyes.]
Don't even bother. It ain't her.
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You want to put yourself above the rest of us? Please. You're the lowest form of trash.
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[shrugs lightly]
At least he won't harm anyone else, where he's going. Right to Hell, where he's always belonged.
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I'll have some words for you two then.
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The only thing she'd care about was that he wasn't obedient enough.
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...It would probably be better if you handled the gathering tonight. I may not be up for it.
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