Day 7 Execution: Pincushion for the Pushin'

[pandatrash]

[The tablets fire up first thing in the morning with some lovely lounge music to set the mood:]



RESULTS:

Niles: 18
Corrin: 4
Hiyori: 2
Maki: 1
Lux: 1
Erika: 1

[The raccoons are waiting in the auditorium, dressed as precious little cupids, which is to say they have plastic wings and underwear (bloomers and boxers respectively) on, though admittedly their choices of "cupid's arrows" is a little suspect.]



CONGRATULATIONS MURDERFIENDS! YOU CHOSE RIGHT!

((Last words
Execution))

Comments

[fineprinted]

I don't think you'd do any better when you're intoxicated though.

[ but who knows how detectives work, really ]

[cw_suicide]

I think that's untrue.

[obviously he's a better person when drunk, Tsumugi-kun. he's not as HIMSELF when drunk.]

[fineprinted]

...I guess we'll have to agree to disagree then.

[ alcohol is GROSS and STUPID, dazai-san ]

That said, I do have something for you so I'll visit you in your room, if you don't mind.

[cw_suicide]

[YOU ONLY SAY THAT BECAUSE YOU'VE PROBABLY BEEN SOBER ALL YOUR LIFE.]

Oh?

[lifts head to peer curiously at him]

A present?

[fineprinted]

[ YES AND HE'S NEVER BEEN HAPPIER

...wait ]

Mm. Though it's okay if you don't want to. It's probably too forward of me.

[cw_suicide]

Why would I reject such a forward offer from such a usually unforward Tsumugi-kun?

[fineprinted]

It's just...! Well--!

[ ok stop flustering already ]

You'll see later.

[cw_suicide]

[oh but now he's curious.

steering Tsumugi toward the dorms!]