IT'S... a life...? Er, I mean, A Live!

[knowsgrowsnow]

Who: this girl
Where: the streets of faukyo
When: day 89, forward dated a bit just... to put some space if you want...!

[ IT'S TIME FOR A LIVE!! ISN'T EVERYONE EXCITED BY THAT!!! The camera turns on and shows this girl and also, this guy on taisho! Cool!

She says, ]

Hello everyone! It's time to call an auction for this guy's life! Going in one, two, three! Oh no, no one bid, seems like you're forfeit!

[ maybe... less cool? You can continue to watch the live cw for some murder and torturegore, if you want! Or turn it off because that's awful. Anyway, he real dead.

The camera clicks off! So you can go look for the body or try to intercept doll as she wanders the streets with a bleeding mess of an arm. Either way, welcome to televised murder, a fun game for everyone. ]

Comments

[artisticliberty]

Black-hearted...? You have never struck me as such, Shu.

[syncintohell]

There is no need to idealize me— my ideals are pure, but there are those I cannot forgive. To those, I would offer nothing but spite, and my desire to drag them down as I was pushed from my throne and left in the mud and filth to wallow.

[ Tapping his fingers against the rim of the tea cup Okami got for him, letting the heat sink in and lifting it before the ceramic can start to burn him, only to set another finger back down again. ]

I do not want to offer his unit amnesty, as it feels too much a reward. We have offered no other units such a thing, and for the only unit to be protected be the one that has done us wrong sits uneasily with me. If possible, I would wish for him to feel dread— that even should I choose not to act, he should have that fear sink into his bones and age to an anxiety he may never be free of.

[artisticliberty]

I would not think to impose restrictions on either unit during games. I was thinking of ways to prevent this in the future.

... I won't make excuses for you, that does sound deeply spiteful. After what you have been through, I can hardly blame you for it, but... well, it's as you said.

[syncintohell]

Spiteful and dirty, unbecoming of someone who aspires to the ideal of purity.

[ He finishes, looking away. ]

But even knowing that, my hatred remains.

[artisticliberty]

[gently places his hand on shu's shoulder]

I am sorry.

[syncintohell]

[ his shoulders drop, and despite that these are not chairs meant for it, he pulls his knees up to his chin, so he can pull his arms around his legs, curling up like a child. ]

You are not someone who needs to apologize for this. If you shunned me for it, I would understand.

[artisticliberty]

No.

[scoots closer and slides his arm around shu's shoulders]

I won't condone it, but I won't condemn you. You are still precious to me.

[syncintohell]

[ Closing his eyes but not unwinding ]

Each person that has been so foolish as to think me kind, ought to have met you instead.

[ his tone says it's meant as a compliment, regardless of what the words are ]

[artisticliberty]

[that's fine, he'll keep his arm there for a while longer, then]

And still I met you, and I have seen your kindness. Am I a fool, then?

[syncintohell]

You know better now, than to think that is all I am, much as it would be better if I was. I cannot call your kindness foolish nor blind, and I value it all the more for all that.

[artisticliberty]

I like to think my impression of you is an honest one.

[syncintohell]

I think you are not mistaken.