[ The crowd start to boo. They begin to throw things at them from the stands, like cans of beer, pieces of paper, concession stand food, a cat, and other random assortment of items. ]
Show us your audition. [ She looks at the other blonde. ] Lup wouldn't have done this badly.
Secondly, Taako just rolls his eyes. Lupās dex score isnāt nearly as high? Also, definitely nothing has happened to his memory recently where he may be overestimating his dex score because certain events that transpired may have been, um, forgotten. This is fine. Itās still pretty good.]
Stupid ploy, dungeon figments. Thatās not how my insecurity works. [Turning to Yoshizawa though.] I think we have to do it. I tried lying.
[First of all, stop throwing things at them!!! She side steps a few of the items being thrown at them, looking completely and utterly offended... for Taako. Not for herself. Don't boo at her friend. :///]
I'm sorry, Taako-san. It was a good attempt, though! You almost—
["—had them fooled," she wants to say, like a liar. But then she notices the cat, and runs, skips and hops to grab it midair. Are you safe kitty? You are in her arms now.
(Smash cut to the cat clawing her face off for trying to be kind to animals.)]
[Fuck! Fine. Spinning on his heel to march out to the field a bit so his (Iām assuming his hairstyle changed with the outfit) ponytail might whack the Gap Model in the face.
Then he takes a breath and does a running start to an actual flip? Heās actually fucking good at this. And I rolled a 17, so Iāll say he does a fairly impressive job - though he does throw in a twerk, which is sad, because he has zero ass - and trips a little at the end, looking kinda confused. Hm. Thatās weird.
Covering up his mistake by tossing the pompoms off to the side in favor of flipping the double bird at the crowd though.]
[WOW. TERRIBLE CAT. She drops the cat with a startled gasp, clutching her arms where it scratched her. Thanks for nothing, cat.
Taako tried his best and she supports him, though. She will act as his hype squad while he sadly twerks, clapping to the rhythm and chanting for good measure.]
Taako-san! Taako-san! Taako-san!
[Terrible job, team.
Did you know you can still do some sick flips even while you're down an arm? The more you learn. As soon as Sumire notices him flipping the bird, she switches the pom poms to her injured arm, runs, and shows off some one-handed gymnastic flips — landing in a split. RIP to her inner leggies.
Taking one of the pom poms in her other hand and shaking them both around from her position on the ground. What is it that cheerleaders say again? What team is this, even? She has so many questions. Uh.]
This is exactly why I never joined cheerleading. Itās all, rah rah team one second and then lets drink each otherās blood and summon demons the next.
She smiles a little for Taako when she hears the crowd chant his name, lifting herself from the ground to join him. All is well — until the knife comes out, and then she takes a step back, the color draining from her face.]
What...? [Ma'am??? Part of her knows this probably isn't real but, uh.] Isn't Claire-san part of this team? Why would you ask us to something so horrible to her?
[me, innocent and young, 8am this morning: forgetting The Suffering Game wonāt really impact too much until later! Itāll be fine!
He grips the knife. Look, he may not remember the hellish Lich dungeon that fed on bad feelings and demanded extraordinary acts of cruelty, but heās still the same person who made it through that torture prison. Sometimes, you just have to do things so the chanting stops.]
Hey, uh, Yoshizawa, pumpkin, if you just wanna turn around maybe?
Weirdā- Weird rhyme, Claire. Iām not choking you, Iām stabbing you. Dumb idiot. Anyway, calm down for half a second.
[Stalling, at this point, but itās fine.]
Itās fine, right? Theyā- arenāt real. Itās supposed to be fucked up, and Iāve done plenty of fucked up things, soooooo . . .
[Donāt cry, small child. Twirling the knife around his fingers for a second - just staring at it while he thinks it over, idly pacing a little, circling poor Claire.
But itās mostly to get closer to the head cheerleader. Then he just fucking stabs her. Heās aiming for the neck, sure. Sure!]
But Taako did it! He kills the evil cheerleader! Who transforms into his sister right when he digs the blade in. She grabs onto Taako, gasping for breath, as blood slides down her neck. She falls over.
The other cheerleaders just watch her hit the ground before cheering. ]
Good job, team! You did do better than Lup! Yaaaaay!
Taako, despite himself, does start a bit at the vision - instinctively reaching to try and grab after āLupā before he steels himself to it. Snatching his hand back, still holding the knife tightly. Knuckles turning white around the handle. Cold, instead.]
Weak. You think this is the first time Iāve seen her die? Fuck off.
[Donāt goad the evil dungeon master (francy), please,]
[She squeezes her eyes shut when the knife makes contact with the cheerleader's throat, so she misses the transformation until she opens her eyes, and — ah. There's Lup. Cool. Cool, cool, cool. She slaps a hand over her mouth, eyes flickering over to Taako to make sure he's okay first and foremost. Apparently... yes? Hm.
Sibling trauma to discuss later, probably.
For now, she drops her hand to her chest, balling it into a fist. Okay. This isn't real. The real Lup is fine. Everything is fine! Time to goad the evil dungeon master.]
... Is this all you wanted from us? May we leave now?
Um, no? It's time for the pep rally! Let's introduce our team!
[ The cheerleaders all yell excitedly along with the crowd. And right on cue, a group of people in football uniforms will run onto the field towards them. The only difference is that they're not Gap models this time? They all stare at the two of them. ]
[ is he okay? probably going that cold and dead inside that quickly canāt be healthy coping, but, who knows. Heās just trying very, very hard not to look at that body if itās still there. Pushing his hair behind his ears and shaking it off.
He certainly doesnāt recognize this group, but it isnāt a huge leap to assume they mean something to Yoshizawa. Like they definitely donāt look like a football team. Just tapping her on the shoulder. ]
Justā donāt give this place the satisfaction, okay?
[It's a good thing Taako is tapping Sumire on the shoulder because, well, it's kind of hard to remember that when you're 15 and the friends you miss like hell are right in front of you. She's obviously uneasy, but she nods... and gently shifts her position so she can block Taako's view of Lup's corpse a little.]
... If there's a big game, who are they competing against?
But Akira waves at Sumire, smiling. The others also acknowledge her, laughing happily as they spot their friend. Ryuji makes a badly timed joke about cheerleaders.
Claire waves her pom poms. ]
Awww, are you worried about our team? Don't worry! We will kick B-U-T-T!
[ Confetti cannons shoot out at them. Where do these keep coming from. ]
[While Taako tries to teach a cheerleader how to curse, Sumire catches herself smiling back at her not-senpai and not-friends — and forces herself to look away.
Wow... This football field is so interesting... What else is here if she finally looks around?]
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Quickly lifting her bag with the toe of her shoe and grabbing it while Taako screams at a cheerleader, sure. Her anxiety.]
... We ought to come back another day. [Can they please leave.] Maybe they haven't practiced their routine yet.
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[ The crowd start to boo. They begin to throw things at them from the stands, like cans of beer, pieces of paper, concession stand food, a cat, and other random assortment of items. ]
Show us your audition. [ She looks at the other blonde. ] Lup wouldn't have done this badly.
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Secondly, Taako just rolls his eyes. Lupās dex score isnāt nearly as high? Also, definitely nothing has happened to his memory recently where he may be overestimating his dex score because certain events that transpired may have been, um, forgotten. This is fine. Itās still pretty good.]
Stupid ploy, dungeon figments. Thatās not how my insecurity works. [Turning to Yoshizawa though.] I think we have to do it. I tried lying.
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Hey!
[First of all, stop throwing things at them!!! She side steps a few of the items being thrown at them, looking completely and utterly offended... for Taako. Not for herself. Don't boo at her friend. :///]
I'm sorry, Taako-san. It was a good attempt, though! You almost—
["—had them fooled," she wants to say, like a liar. But then she notices the cat, and runs, skips and hops to grab it midair. Are you safe kitty? You are in her arms now.
(Smash cut to the cat clawing her face off for trying to be kind to animals.)]
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The cheerleaders don't respond though. They just stare at them, waiting. ]
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[Fuck! Fine. Spinning on his heel to march out to the field a bit so his (Iām assuming his hairstyle changed with the outfit) ponytail might whack the Gap Model in the face.
Then he takes a breath and does a running start to an actual flip? Heās actually fucking good at this. And I rolled a 17, so Iāll say he does a fairly impressive job - though he does throw in a twerk, which is sad, because he has zero ass - and trips a little at the end, looking kinda confused. Hm. Thatās weird.
Covering up his mistake by tossing the pompoms off to the side in favor of flipping the double bird at the crowd though.]
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Taako tried his best and she supports him, though. She will act as his hype squad while he sadly twerks, clapping to the rhythm and chanting for good measure.]
Taako-san! Taako-san! Taako-san!
[Terrible job, team.
Did you know you can still do some sick flips even while you're down an arm? The more you learn. As soon as Sumire notices him flipping the bird, she switches the pom poms to her injured arm, runs, and shows off some one-handed gymnastic flips — landing in a split. RIP to her inner leggies.
Taking one of the pom poms in her other hand and shaking them both around from her position on the ground. What is it that cheerleaders say again? What team is this, even? She has so many questions. Uh.]
... Goooooo, team...?!
[Whatever team this is!]
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The cheerleaders all smile. ]
Wooow, that was sooooo cool. You're on the team! Yay! Let's celebrate. Claire?
[ The lesser blonde steps forward and pulls out a knife. Where was she holding this? But she'll hand it to the pair, smiling.
The other cheerleader is also smiling. ]
Now cut Claire's throat. Goooo team!
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[Heāll . . . take the knife, but.]
Can I not and say we did? Claire?
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She smiles a little for Taako when she hears the crowd chant his name, lifting herself from the ground to join him. All is well — until the knife comes out, and then she takes a step back, the color draining from her face.]
What...? [Ma'am??? Part of her knows this probably isn't real but, uh.] Isn't Claire-san part of this team? Why would you ask us to something so horrible to her?
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[ Claire nods, smiling. She is at peace. She even steps forward towards Taako. ]
You are now part of our team. So go and cut! That! Throat!
[ The crowd goes wild. ]
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He grips the knife. Look, he may not remember the hellish Lich dungeon that fed on bad feelings and demanded extraordinary acts of cruelty, but heās still the same person who made it through that torture prison. Sometimes, you just have to do things so the chanting stops.]
Hey, uh, Yoshizawa, pumpkin, if you just wanna turn around maybe?
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As horrified as she was at the head cheerleader, that can't compare to the horror she feels now, as she realizes what he's setting out to do.]
Taako-san? [A little wobbly.] Taako-san, you can't. You don't have to do this.
[Though, she won't get in the way of the knife if he decides to just go for it. Oof.]
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Two, four, six, eight! Go and make me asphyxiate! Gooooo team!
[ The other cheerleaders cheer and clap loudly. ]
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[Stalling, at this point, but itās fine.]
Itās fine, right? Theyā- arenāt real. Itās supposed to be fucked up, and Iāve done plenty of fucked up things, soooooo . . .
[Donāt cry, small child. Twirling the knife around his fingers for a second - just staring at it while he thinks it over, idly pacing a little, circling poor Claire.
But itās mostly to get closer to the head cheerleader. Then he just fucking stabs her. Heās aiming for the neck, sure. Sure!]
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SCREAMING.]
Wait—!
[It's fine? It's fine. Just another day in her life, watching a friend try to merc an asshole.
For all her screaming, though, she will immediately go to bat if anyone tries to grab or hit him. Gooooooooo, team!]
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But Taako did it! He kills the evil cheerleader! Who transforms into his sister right when he digs the blade in. She grabs onto Taako, gasping for breath, as blood slides down her neck. She falls over.
The other cheerleaders just watch her hit the ground before cheering. ]
Good job, team! You did do better than Lup! Yaaaaay!
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Taako, despite himself, does start a bit at the vision - instinctively reaching to try and grab after āLupā before he steels himself to it. Snatching his hand back, still holding the knife tightly. Knuckles turning white around the handle. Cold, instead.]
Weak. You think this is the first time Iāve seen her die? Fuck off.
[Donāt goad the evil dungeon master (francy), please,]
Can we just get on with this already.
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Sibling trauma to discuss later, probably.
For now, she drops her hand to her chest, balling it into a fist. Okay. This isn't real. The real Lup is fine. Everything is fine! Time to goad the evil dungeon master.]
... Is this all you wanted from us? May we leave now?
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[ The cheerleaders all yell excitedly along with the crowd. And right on cue, a group of people in football uniforms will run onto the field towards them. The only difference is that they're not Gap models this time? They all stare at the two of them. ]
It's almost time for the biiiig game!
[ Claire has become alpha blonde. Alas. ]
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He certainly doesnāt recognize this group, but it isnāt a huge leap to assume they mean something to Yoshizawa. Like they definitely donāt look like a football team. Just tapping her on the shoulder. ]
Justā donāt give this place the satisfaction, okay?
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Staring right back at them.]
Akira-senpai? And...
[It's a good thing Taako is tapping Sumire on the shoulder because, well, it's kind of hard to remember that when you're 15 and the friends you miss like hell are right in front of you. She's obviously uneasy, but she nods... and gently shifts her position so she can block Taako's view of Lup's corpse a little.]
... If there's a big game, who are they competing against?
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But Akira waves at Sumire, smiling. The others also acknowledge her, laughing happily as they spot their friend. Ryuji makes a badly timed joke about cheerleaders.
Claire waves her pom poms. ]
Awww, are you worried about our team? Don't worry! We will kick B-U-T-T!
[ Confetti cannons shoot out at them. Where do these keep coming from. ]
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[ really wish heād stabbed her instead. ]
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Wow... This football field is so interesting... What else is here if she finally looks around?]
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