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

[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.

[cw_suicide]

I do know how to knock people out, if you're not careful.

[he's not afraid to drug your coffee.]

[purrtagonist]

. . . I might be sleep deprived, but I do know how to fight.

[FIGHT HIM, DAZAI!!]

[cw_suicide]

You know my old partner is the best martial artist in the whole mafia?

[purrtagonist]

You're not your old partner, are you?

[casually takes a bite of that ice cream]

[cw_suicide]

No, but I could take him on for a whole five minutes before he slams me into the wall.

[purrtagonist]

You know they say pride goeth before, or something similar. Right?

[cw_suicide]

Ha! Falling is what I would like to do so the joke is on them for that quote!

[purrtagonist]

[DAZAI. . .]

In that case, I guess it's better if you stay standing on top of your pedestal.

[cw_suicide]

It's not a very tall one anyway. I'd probably survive a number of falls, unfortunately.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . a small huff]

This may sound weird, but I'm pretty glad you're alive.

[cw_suicide]

[................ literally no one has ever said that before.

he doesn't.

know how to respond to that?]

Really? Why is that?

[purrtagonist]

[. . . HOW COULD NO ONE HAVE EVER SAID THAT TO HIM BEFORE!!]

[he shrugs]

I don't really think you're here, in this kitchen with me, just for that glass of wine.

[Dazai's gone out of his way to talk to Akira, to invite him to stick around during a killing night for a cup of coffee to help calm his nerves. and for that? he's grateful]

[cw_suicide]

[i mean. have you looked at what garbage this guy is?]

... in fact, it was hoping for the bottle and also ice cream.

[how dare you accuse him of altruism.]

[purrtagonist]

[Akira's friends with Akechi]

[like]

[just saying]

Ah. Of course. The siren's call of frozen dairy was too strong to ignore.

[cw_suicide]

And the alcohol. Seriously.

[he's got maybe one sip left, it's terrible.]