Day 15

[pandatrash]

[There are really only two important things to note about Day 15:

One, your tablet informs you that there's a killing night tonight! Tonight we're back to normal; only one murder, please!

And two, there is shitty prepackaged deli sushi in kitchen. So uh, y'know. Enjoy that.]


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[flamingprick]

Well what have you been keeping track of then?

[insurgeont]

People I find trustworthy, of course.

[flamingprick]

Okay! That's a good start. How about you make that list, then?

[pandatreasure]

[Where the fuck did Raquelle come from?? Well she's here now, sitting on a shelf. Waiting. Watching. Cackling quietly. Her sparkle eye glints like this is some kind of fucking anime or something.]

[insurgeont]

[ ... ]

Did you want something?

[flamingprick]

[Looking at her too.]

Maybe we should make a list of people who look the worst in pink.

[pandatreasure]

Juuuust waiting! If I've gotta set up another execution I wanna be ready for it.

[She's ignoring Rin... She knows how good she looks in pink, thanks!!!]

[insurgeont]

[ ................................... ]

Is a rule being violated?

[flamingprick]

[At that, he pulls out his tablet and scans the rules.]

'Don't write down your Killing Night plans or personalized motives'. I guess that counts for that?

[He doesn't see how talking about trustworthy people counts, but w/e you weird raccoons.]

Guess it'll have to be something else.

[pandatreasure]

Nyehehehe, good guess!

[Her tail swishes some, like a playful cat.]

Aren't you so lucky that I warned you? Nyehehe, really, I just haven't thought of a good way to one-up the giant sword.

[insurgeont]

[ Listing out people he might theoretically spend the night with counts for that, really? Though he guesses it would make things easier to figure out if he ended up murdered somehow. Not that he expects to end up murdered, he's very picky about who he trusts.

BUT FINE, WHATEVER, HE'S DEFINITELY NOT INTERESTED IN GETTING KILLED BY ONE OF THE FUCKING RACCOONS. ]

...Something else, then.

[flamingprick]

[YEAH NO LET'S NOT DO THAT.]

Maybe 'MASH' would be better.

[insurgeont]

MASH?

[flamingprick]

It's a game for predicting the future!

[OKAY NEW PAPER! Rin writes the letters M A S H across the top.]

Okay. Leave the middle blank, and on the right hand side write a column of names. About five or so. Not your name, but other people's names.

[insurgeont]

Anyone's names?

[flamingprick]

Yep! Oh, but make it people here I guess, so it's not a bunch of random people I don't know. It's less fun that way.

[insurgeont]

[ OK then. Five names of people here. Ulaz takes the pen and writes

Ichigo
Minako
Akira
Minerva
Grim Eyes ]

[flamingprick]

Okay, good. Now on the left side-

[Wait. Shit. They can't do 'city you'll live in' because they can't answer that here. CHANGE OF PLANS.]

Okay, um... I got it: put like five different jobs in a list there on the left side. Like doctor and chef and stuff.

[insurgeont]

[ OK...

Doctor
Chef
Commander
Instructor
Engineer ]

[flamingprick]

[And then to finish it off, Rin writes the numbers 1 through 5 at the bottom.]

Okay! Now just make a spiral in the middle.

[Rin's going to count the number of spirals it makes once he's done too.]

[insurgeont]

[ Ulaz draws a... pretty neat and tidy spiral, actually. A pretty tightly wound one, too, looping 9 times before he finishes it. ]

[flamingprick]

[That's....pretty impressive actually. Rin stares at it for a moment.]

Are you good at drawing?

[insurgeont]

Not especially.

[ He's just used to making small precise movements because he's a surgeon, and he doesn't write by hand frequently enough to have gotten lazy with it. ]

[flamingprick]

[Oh right. Doctor. ANYWAY.]

So there's 9 spirals here, that's your number to count by. You start up here-

[He holds the pen over the M.]

-count forward nine going clockwise, and then cross out that answer.

[Which he does, crossing out 'Grim Eyes'.]

Then you start counting again and cross off the next one.

[Which, going clockwise, would be 'chef'. So Rin crosses it off.]

And you keep going, skipping over the crossed-off ones, until there's one left in each group.

[insurgeont]

[ Straightforward enough. He watches carefully as Rin goes through the cycles, until they reach the end results: H, Minako, 2, Commander. ]

And what does this mean?