But Rufus can try to snatch Sumire away. Kasumi is very determined though, so they're just going to have to wrestle with her a while longer. Uh, have fun with a fifteen year old girl trying very hard to strangle her sister, I guess.
Meanwhile, Dorothy can try to grab the other knives. That does get Prefect's and Lass' attention though, and they will both try to move to grab her as she passes by. ]
[Youād think heād be more shocked, but heās had worse second dates than this. Also, just being shocked by every new and horrible injury is exhausting. Sometimes shit just be happening, yo.
Anyway. Just going to reach over there and take the knife out of Kravitz. I know itās not medically sound advice, but it isnāt as if Taako has the knife currently in him blocking his injury anyway. He has super strength. Try and stop him, Mr. Now Ex-Boyfriend.]
Between Kasumi trying to strangle her and Rufus helping a girl out, Sumire is just very determined to play keep away with the knife, holding it as far away from Kasumi as possible as to avoid any accidents.]
Kasumi, stop! [GUESS... THEY'RE WRESTLING 2V1 NOW. One armed wrestling in Sumire's case.] We don't have to fight!
[The dialogue prevents him from zipping around as much as he would like. He still has Taako's knife, but he's yet to take a swipe at Kasumi as he maneuvers himself in the way. She doesn't seem interested in him, anyway.
Instead, Dorothy moves in his periphery and Rufus kicks the chair to throw Lass off balance.]
Thanks to Rufus kicking a chair, Dorothy evades Lass' grasp, though she might not be so lucky with Prefect.
But really, the goal is the knives first and foremost and she's kicking one away and lunging to grab the other one because the last thing she needs is any of these non-homies stabbing themselves or the homies. ]
But Lass gets knocked back by the chair, which at least gets him away from Dorothy. Prefect, however, is now trying to run for the knife that got kicked away.
Everyone in the crowd is just watching all of this happen. Silently. ]
also slapping Kravitz with his super strength (non-life threateningly) to make distract him for a minute before he marches over to FRIGGINā CLAIRE and removes the tuba from her head.]
Claire! Claire you total asshole! Get up! What the fuck are we supposed to do! I got like 1 HP left!
[ Please save Rufus. But Sumire and Kasumi will continue to wrestle. Sumire probably has the advantage here, just from Rufus interfering, but she is definitely getting her injured parts hit. Fuck you!
As for Taako's adventure... Claire no longer has a tuba on her, but she is still knocked out cold. ]
He pushes Sumire away to grab Kasumi and toss her at Prefect. Lass is, unsurprisingly, being useless on the floor, so Rufus ignores him and the other layabout. Frowning, he shoves a bloody, melted hand into his other pant pocket.]
[ Ah. Well, that roll was a 7, so Dorothy is tackling both Prefect and Kasumi and they are all tumbling off the stage in a giant heap. Good thing Dorothy isn't horribly injured or anything, or else that landing is probably going to hurt, haha.
Meanwhile, Taako still isn't having any luck with Claire? She's knocked out? Until she isn't.
Claire, suddenly, opens her eyes and immediately tries to strangle Taako, yelling in rage. Wow. Weird. ]
Taako at this one is actually surprised - which, why wouldnāt he be shocked that this cheerleader heās spent the past few hours just psychologically tormenting to the brink of madness has finally snapped and tried to kill him back? Who wouldnāt be totally surprised by this turn of events? Heās choked.
Heās choked and is clawing at her hands and struggling and starting to get tunnel visioned because he has like Absolutely No Blood Left and is very weaā
Then he remembers he has super strength and just grabs her by the wrists and pulls her hands off his neck?]
Claire! Get your shit together! If you want us to leave you gotta tell us how! Tell us how to leave and youāll never have to see us again!
[Sumire, on the floor, after getting pushed by Rufus: This is my home now.
Okay, no. Now it's her turn to be Troy with pizza. Between Dorothy falling, Rufus 1v1ing her sister, and Dorothy falling off the stage, there is just so much happening.
Taako has super strength, though. And Rufus has... whatever he is shoving his melty hand in his pocket for, so. She jumps off the stage to go help Dorothy, still holding the knife she stole from Kasumi as she kicks both her sister and Prefect away from her. Does she even have enough blood left at this point? Haha! No. A bitch is going to pass out if they don't get out of here pronto.]
Fuck you, Taako! I didn't even get to perform at halftime because SOMEONE crushed the FOOTBALL TEAM.
[ Claire may be bitter. But she also points at the nooses.
But Prefect and Kasumi are both kicked, and they are now distracted from attacking Dorothy by... the fact that they are now going to just chase Sumire instead. ]
[The four of them are below the stage, so Rufus turns his attention to Taako and Claire. His hand is empty when he removes it from his pocket. He follows Claire's point to the nooses, rights the chair he kicked earlier, and kneels beside Lass.]
Forget the knife. Which one of us is meant to hang?
[ She's sorry, Sumire. Dorothy is going to be useless because Dorothy now has a dislocated shoulder and one (1) broken lower leg because who am I to contest the roll.
So she's just going to lie there on the floor and process this pain for a moment, to say nothing of hitting the ground at a flying leap with a wounded abdomen.
i don't know what to tell you for this tag besides that sumire is running away from kasumi and prefect, leading them in circles — unless we suddenly have crowd participation and the nameless npcs want to grab her. that's fine, too. how the fuck is she even still conscious.]
[ The crowd is still just watching. Some have pulled out their cellphones to record again. Ah, some things never change. But, Sumire is just going to have another game of yakety sax as she loses more blood. It's fine.
Claire, meanwhile, just points more angrily and with feeling. ]
Someone will go and hang, all right. Rufus straightens, stands on the chair, and reaches for the noose. Once the rope is secure around his neck, he looks down at Lass.]
[ Lass looks back at Rufus and, without further hesitation, knocks the chair out from under him.
It won't be painless. Rufus will have the rope dig into his neck as he struggles for breath; the drop isn't far enough to simply snap his neck, unfortunately. Lass simply watches the whole time.
But as Rufus hangs, Kasumi, Kravitz, and Prefect all stop what they were doing (even if what they were doing was just bleeding on the stage after stabbing himself) and walk back to their original positions. If there are no longer chairs there, they just stand in place. They speak in unison again, while Lass continues to watch Rufus. ]
The blood must be spilled, like the mother.
[ Lass walks away from his spot to pick up one of the abandoned knives and he returns to his spot next to Rufus. And, to add insult to injury, he slams the knife into Rufus' chest, close to the heart. As soon as he does, he falls over, bleeding. The remaining three continue to speak. ]
Okay! Jiminy Christmas. I barely even care if I die for real anymore just so I never have to see your fuckinā face again, Claire.
[Okay. Okay, fine. Tuff Kasumi will struggle to his fucking feet, one white sneaker and one blood red sneaker, and sort of. Limp hop over to the edge of the stage and gingerly climb off of it so he can bodily pick up Dorothy and deposit her back on there. Sorry if it hurts, we all hurt, Dorothy. Then, very slowly at this point, hauling himself too back onto the frigginā stage.]
Do we . . . when did we lose a rope? Okay, look, I guess weāre recycling. Rufus, you owe me.
[I GUESS. PULLING RUFUSā BODY DOWN. and then, because he doesnāt want to deal with this anymore, just climbing up on Kravitzā lap by stepping on him and getting into that noose. Swallowing hard before he puts it around his neck.]
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But Rufus can try to snatch Sumire away. Kasumi is very determined though, so they're just going to have to wrestle with her a while longer. Uh, have fun with a fifteen year old girl trying very hard to strangle her sister, I guess.
Meanwhile, Dorothy can try to grab the other knives. That does get Prefect's and Lass' attention though, and they will both try to move to grab her as she passes by. ]
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[Youād think heād be more shocked, but heās had worse second dates than this. Also, just being shocked by every new and horrible injury is exhausting. Sometimes shit just be happening, yo.
Anyway. Just going to reach over there and take the knife out of Kravitz. I know itās not medically sound advice, but it isnāt as if Taako has the knife currently in him blocking his injury anyway. He has super strength. Try and stop him, Mr. Now Ex-Boyfriend.]
how did this end up in the wrong place smh
Between Kasumi trying to strangle her and Rufus helping a girl out, Sumire is just very determined to play keep away with the knife, holding it as far away from Kasumi as possible as to avoid any accidents.]
Kasumi, stop! [GUESS... THEY'RE WRESTLING 2V1 NOW. One armed wrestling in Sumire's case.] We don't have to fight!
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Meanwhile, Kasumi continues to try to get between Rufus to properly murder her sister. ]
What do you mean? You're the one who said I could never understand you!
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Instead, Dorothy moves in his periphery and Rufus kicks the chair to throw Lass off balance.]
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Thanks to Rufus kicking a chair, Dorothy evades Lass' grasp, though she might not be so lucky with Prefect.
But really, the goal is the knives first and foremost and she's kicking one away and lunging to grab the other one because the last thing she needs is any of these non-homies stabbing themselves or the homies. ]
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But Lass gets knocked back by the chair, which at least gets him away from Dorothy. Prefect, however, is now trying to run for the knife that got kicked away.
Everyone in the crowd is just watching all of this happen. Silently. ]
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JUST BLEEDING A LOT
also slapping Kravitz with his super strength (non-life threateningly) to make distract him for a minute before he marches over to FRIGGINā CLAIRE and removes the tuba from her head.]
Claire! Claire you total asshole! Get up! What the fuck are we supposed to do! I got like 1 HP left!
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Well, I was wrong! I'm the one who never understood you! I'm sorry, Kasumi! Please!
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Someone please save Rufus from this family drama. He deserves to take a swipe at Kasumi's throat.]
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As for Taako's adventure... Claire no longer has a tuba on her, but she is still knocked out cold. ]
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He pushes Sumire away to grab Kasumi and toss her at Prefect. Lass is, unsurprisingly, being useless on the floor, so Rufus ignores him and the other layabout. Frowning, he shoves a bloody, melted hand into his other pant pocket.]
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But if Kasumi is being thrown at Prefect, Dorothy will take advantage of that-- by flinging herself at them as hard as she can.
The goal is to get them further away so it's a little less chaotic.
The reality is that, depending on momentum and the mercy of the mod, she might just unintentionally knock all three of them off the stage.
They're all ignoring Lass, I guess. ]
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Meanwhile, Taako still isn't having any luck with Claire? She's knocked out? Until she isn't.
Claire, suddenly, opens her eyes and immediately tries to strangle Taako, yelling in rage. Wow. Weird. ]
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Taako at this one is actually surprised - which, why wouldnāt he be shocked that this cheerleader heās spent the past few hours just psychologically tormenting to the brink of madness has finally snapped and tried to kill him back? Who wouldnāt be totally surprised by this turn of events? Heās choked.
Heās choked and is clawing at her hands and struggling and starting to get tunnel visioned because he has like Absolutely No Blood Left and is very weaā
Then he remembers he has super strength and just grabs her by the wrists and pulls her hands off his neck?]
Claire! Get your shit together! If you want us to leave you gotta tell us how! Tell us how to leave and youāll never have to see us again!
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Okay, no. Now it's her turn to be Troy with pizza. Between Dorothy falling, Rufus 1v1ing her sister, and Dorothy falling off the stage, there is just so much happening.
Taako has super strength, though. And Rufus has... whatever he is shoving his melty hand in his pocket for, so. She jumps off the stage to go help Dorothy, still holding the knife she stole from Kasumi as she kicks both her sister and Prefect away from her. Does she even have enough blood left at this point? Haha! No. A bitch is going to pass out if they don't get out of here pronto.]
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[ Claire may be bitter. But she also points at the nooses.
But Prefect and Kasumi are both kicked, and they are now distracted from attacking Dorothy by... the fact that they are now going to just chase Sumire instead. ]
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Forget the knife. Which one of us is meant to hang?
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So she's just going to lie there on the floor and process this pain for a moment, to say nothing of hitting the ground at a flying leap with a wounded abdomen.
It's fine. Carry on, team. ]
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But Lass just stares at Rufus, his own gaze settling on the noose. ]
You skipped out on it earlier. [ And then all of them speak in unison, ] It's time to stop running.
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Explain this like weāre weāre complete fucking morons, Legion Claire. Weāre so tired. Look at whatās her face. Her leg is all fucked up.
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sumire: i'm running.
i don't know what to tell you for this tag besides that sumire is running away from kasumi and prefect, leading them in circles — unless we suddenly have crowd participation and the nameless npcs want to grab her. that's fine, too. how the fuck is she even still conscious.]
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Claire, meanwhile, just points more angrily and with feeling. ]
You are fucking morons! Someone go and hang!
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Someone will go and hang, all right. Rufus straightens, stands on the chair, and reaches for the noose. Once the rope is secure around his neck, he looks down at Lass.]
Do it.
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It won't be painless. Rufus will have the rope dig into his neck as he struggles for breath; the drop isn't far enough to simply snap his neck, unfortunately. Lass simply watches the whole time.
But as Rufus hangs, Kasumi, Kravitz, and Prefect all stop what they were doing (even if what they were doing was just bleeding on the stage after stabbing himself) and walk back to their original positions. If there are no longer chairs there, they just stand in place. They speak in unison again, while Lass continues to watch Rufus. ]
The blood must be spilled, like the mother.
[ Lass walks away from his spot to pick up one of the abandoned knives and he returns to his spot next to Rufus. And, to add insult to injury, he slams the knife into Rufus' chest, close to the heart. As soon as he does, he falls over, bleeding. The remaining three continue to speak. ]
You all must graduate.
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[Okay. Okay, fine. Tuff Kasumi will struggle to his fucking feet, one white sneaker and one blood red sneaker, and sort of. Limp hop over to the edge of the stage and gingerly climb off of it so he can bodily pick up Dorothy and deposit her back on there. Sorry if it hurts, we all hurt, Dorothy. Then, very slowly at this point, hauling himself too back onto the frigginā stage.]
Do we . . . when did we lose a rope? Okay, look, I guess weāre recycling. Rufus, you owe me.
[I GUESS. PULLING RUFUSā BODY DOWN. and then, because he doesnāt want to deal with this anymore, just climbing up on Kravitzā lap by stepping on him and getting into that noose. Swallowing hard before he puts it around his neck.]
Okay. Peace out or whatever.
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