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foundationmods) wrote in
thefoundation2020-05-07 06:24 pm
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RECORDING 11: THE FOURTH MURDER.

A fourth week, and this is now definitely routine. Waking on friday, with the knowledge deep down that your number has yet again decreased.
You must still pull yourself from your bed, and discover who is now forever gone.
...But, wait.
What's that smell...?
((OOC: 2 people max under a heading, please! Just to keep things easy on the mods. You can switch out with someone else during an investigation if needed.))

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it's one thing to know this, and it's another to have it confirmed by the person that knew ango the best. ]
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Oh god.]
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[ he still hasn't fainted! but boy does he look like he's close to doing so.
he's about to say that it's fine, but...is it really? ]
--please let me go.
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[ he's sorry for a lot of things. ]
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[It's not. Nothing is. But she hardly needs an apology for doing this much.]
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[ not that it matters anymore. ango died and someone else will die tomorrow.
he closes his eyes and sighs. ]
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[But then. Most people here didn't.]
...We'll keep going. Somehow...
[They just...
They have to. There's no other way to go.]
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Sensei. Where is he?
[no idle chatter, no nonsensical tones, just to the point, flat.]
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[ he's not looking at dazai in the eye. ]
He's...you don't want to see him. Not like that.
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[fuck you, I am going to see him.]
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[ he won't say anything. go ahead and see your frozen fried friend. ]
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and he's taking a pack of cigarettes from the lounge with him when he does.]
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though the moment he sees the shape Ango is in...
it's so bleak.]
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It's definitely bleak and paints a terrible picture of his last moments. ]
I was with him... before our game.
[ He knows he shouldn't, but... maybe it would have been different if he dragged him with him. ]
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[ah, it feels like he's getting strangled when he says it but there's no real emotion behind the words.
just the barest sense that the regret there isn't being allowed to come to the surface.]
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I might have to be selfish again and borrow your shoulder later.
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[time to light cigarettes.]
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[ If only he wasn't frozen... then they could at least have closed his eyes. ]
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Though, I don't actually know if he would be offended by that or not.
[second cigarette being lit while the first is being put into one of Ango's hands. look. don't question.]
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I can make paper money later.
[ For them to burn or leave with him. Not that it matters here but... ]
Maybe we should bring back some whiskey?
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Some kind of mechanical chemical.
Probably... someone had him drink it during the party, to start with.
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That's...
[ A bit overkill. Nani the fuck, killer? ]
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But my mafia experience makes this look more like a hit job.
[just... saying.]
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