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

[purrtagonist]

[HE ISN'T GOING TO LET YOU DRINK YOURSELF TO DEATH, DAZAI]

[but he gives a quiet nod in response, because right now, heeee doesn't have many words]

[cw_suicide]

[PLEASE. I'VE SURVIVED 6 YEARS WITHOUT DRINKING MYSELF TO DEATH! I THINK I COULD MANAGE???

anyway, booze where?]

[purrtagonist]

[UNSURE UNSURE]

[when the execution is over, Akira turns on his heel to head to his room. this way, alcoholic mafioso detective dad]

[cw_suicide]

[thank god because like. there's a reason his hands are shoved into his coat pockets, okok]

[purrtagonist]

[HE IS NOTICING THAT]

[and also pulling the bottle of port out from his closet once they reach his room. he holds it in one hand, glancing over at Dazai as he does so]

Are you okay?

[cw_suicide]

Hm?

Doing better than any of you, really.

[IT'S NOT A LIE?]

[purrtagonist]

[his expression flattens, and he brushes past Dazai to head to the kitchen. he needs a glass to serve this]

Not the question I asked.

[cw_suicide]

I've never been "okay", Akira-kun.

[said as flat as the kid's face looks but with a smile.]

[purrtagonist]

[heh. . . a bitter, forced smile]

I still think you're dodging the question.

[cw_suicide]

I'm pointing out the flaw in your question.

[purrtagonist]

And still refusing to answer the spirit of what I asked.

[kitchen, get! time to find a glass]

[cw_suicide]

If I'm honest, I can't deny a certain feeling of staring into the void.

[YOU WANTED HIM TO BE HONEST?]

[purrtagonist]

[YES, ACTUALLY. he pours about a half glass of port, and slides it towards Dazai]

That about sums it up right now, huh.

[he sounds exhausted, because he is. two nights of no sleep is rough]

[cw_suicide]

[are you supposed to knock back port like a shot?

no?

TOO BAD, HE'S DOING IT.]

[purrtagonist]

[DUDE. . .]

You really should've taken your time with that, because I'm only letting you have about half a glass more before I cut you off.

[cw_suicide]

I'll take my time with the second half glass.

[now gimme? hand gestures.]

[purrtagonist]

[he's like a little kid. . . rolls his eyes and pours another half glass, before corking the bottle and keeping it purposefully out of reach. no more port wine for you, sketchy adult]

I'm not encouraging your bad habits. I just don't want to risk you going into withdrawal again.

[cw_suicide]

Either way, you are helping to calm my nerves.

[cheers to you. and taking smaller sips this time. before going to putter to the freezer to get some ice cream.]

[purrtagonist]

[watching him go, arms folded on the counter, shoulders hunched. his mouth twitches]

At least I can do that much.

[cw_suicide]

You've done a lot.

So I suggest taking the downtime to decompress a little. I'd certainly hate if you picked up some bad habits of your own.

[ice cream for you, too.

it's chocolate. because everyone loves chocolate.]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . chocolate. . . yes, Akira likes chocolate]

I already have a bad habit. Apparently it starts with 'c' and rhyms with 'offee.'

As several people here have pointed out to me.

[cw_suicide]

Should I start rationing your portions as well?

[purrtagonist]

No. Because coffee doesn't kill my liver.

[grabby hands at the ice cream, give him some Dazai]

[cw_suicide]

[gives him the ice cream.]

No, but the caffeine isn't great for your heart or your sleep. Did you know you start to hallucinate and go mad after a few days without sleep? About three days, I think it is.

And it's a bit like being drunk, in effect.

[purrtagonist]

[pulls it towards himself, dipping his spoon into the delicious frosty treat]

That's good news for me.

I'm only on day two.