Take Responsibility.

[kingmakereffect]

And once the allotted time for investigating comes to a close, those elevator doors at the end of the first-floor corridor open up; the ride down is fast, smooth, and understandably tense as far as atmosphere goes. You're down to less than half of your original number. The doors slide open and the podium circle comes into view, standing stark against the black-walled courtroom and encircling that pit in the center; Misa and Aqua have joined the ranks of the deceased, photographs in greyscale watching the proceedings from their podiums draped in black. Of course and as always, the deceased aren't the only ones watching; the Kingmaker will make his presence known once everyone has settled at their podium, his voice sounding out through the room for all to hear. "Resilient has been taken from you. Maybe this time the guilty party will actually succeed at fulfilling Rule Seven, seeing as this is the sixth try and all. Whether they manage it is up to the rest of you." Thirteen Survivors remain. However many will be down by the end of the day is up to you.

Comments

[captainobnoxious]

I'm not crying, idiot.

[... Even if, you know, she is. Just a little. Which she's kind of surprised about, though that sure explains her everything, how embarrassing. She laughs a little, wiping at her eyes, and it's honestly kind of hysterical? She still can't believe this is happening, and she wants to hug him and punch him and kiss him goodbye but also never give him that.]

Just-- I don't know if I want to know or not, actually, but--

Did I... ever make you feel the way you made me feel? Like how I told you.

[The way a troll hunt did. The highest compliment, from her, and she's gonna shut herself in her room for the rest of the week so why bother being anything but human right now.]

[ratingspoint]

...All the time, actually.

[No performances.]

[captainobnoxious]

[Well, even if she's hurt right now she can't stop herself from flushing at that, starting to match her hair from more than her upsetness at the situation. Whatever this was, really really like or love or whatever, was definitely fun and returned.

Selfishly, that's fine enough.]

... Then that's my revenge. I made you have weird punchy feelings while every week you were waiting to see if you'd have to kill someone.

[And-- you know what, sure, she'll give him a quick kiss, she can count it as another point to "revenge" and making him regret.]

I won't forgive you. But I won't say that I hate you either, Mettaton, because that's not me. It's still the opposite. You stupid fucking bastard.