Day 7 - afternoon

[pandatrash]

[After the execution, there's... nothing. The raccoons exit the stage, and the rest of you are free to do the same. The only update on your tablet reads: "You've been good, so we're going to give you the rest of the day off!"]

((Game nav
Recyclr

Reminder: Tomorrow, I'll put up something fun for anybody who is going to be around and playing, but there will be NO MURDERS or activity checks this week.))

Comments

[suppressthedark]

[A huff.]

Probably because you don't look like a dangerous thug.

[Sorry, he's...still bitter about that.]

[piertotumlocomotor]

[McGonagall frowns, disapproving of Erika's behavior]

You don't look like a dangerous thug, in my opinion.

[suppressthedark]

[He smiles at that, though it's tinged with a bit of sadness.]

No, but you're also not Japanese.

[He raises a hand to tug at a lock of his spiky yellow-orange hair.]

Back home, no one believes me when I say I don't dye my hair. And also don't believe me when I say that I don't start fights, I just end them.

[piertotumlocomotor]

Is that a common occurrence? Judging a person's trustworthiness by the hair color?

[suppressthedark]

A lot of delinquents and gang members dye their hair bright colors in Japan, so...yeah, it is.

[He sound...weary, but also with a harsh bitter edge to it. This is shit he's gotten for years.]