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Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 19:13 (1 Year ago)
Sawyer Laurens’s POV
…
“Of course I’m okay. I’m always okay!”
…
“...Everything is always okay.”
…
“It’s never not… okay.”
Oh, it’s you, again.
That little whisper in my brain
That tells me, you did something wrong
But I don’t know what, I don’t quite recall
It’s all so fuzzy, I can’t recall
…
It was only a dream, it wasn’t my fault
Or did I do a thing? Am I remembering wrong?
For all I know, aliens invaded my mind
Nothing makes sense half the time
…
Laugh and laugh and dream and smile
Push away those thoughts for a while
They don’t make sense anyway!
How could they be?...
…
A wheel?...
Why am I holding a wheel?
Curious.
…what’s a wheel?
Sawyer stared in confusion at Saeko.
"...killed? Father?"
...
Sawyer couldn't quite make sense of the words.
"Kill... All of us."
Too much noise. Ring ring.
"What?"
They blinked repeatedly.
"...what does this mean?"
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 19:21 (1 Year ago)
Their breaths came rapidly.
"H-he.." They sighed. "Ever since I knew him, he wasn't....right. None of his family was. I dunno what it was. But I was bored one night, met him, we became friends, y'know? Only knew him for a short while. Then I m-mixed with the wrong crowd, got into some trouble...and needed some money. It was a bad time. Anyways, I met his mother, who helped keep my troubles hush-hush if I paid her some money, okay? I was young, foolish, and scared, Miyako, you have to u-understand. His dad was a policeman, that's why it had to be Idris' mom. There weren't many policemen around where we lived, but enough for me to try and cover up stuff. It was a really rough town, I think that's what sent him 'round the bend, y'know? He was cooped up a lot, kinda sheltered. I always heard shouting coming from his house. Bloody murder, y'know? Loud. So loud. It was usually his voice...."
They shook.
"Y'know he was arrested. Suspicion of murdering his sister? He says he saw her fling herself off the old rickety bridge but I don't believe that for a moment. I never met her, but I saw her 'round town. She was a nice person, older than you and I. I think her name was...Reo? They did release him, eventually. Then a few months later...bam. Dead dad. Gruesome. Too much for me, so I left. I was...scared. Scared that he would come back for me, y'know? I was living on the streets back then, I was living with my grandparents before they died 'cus of a housefire. I didn't see him after that. 'Till he recognised me 'cus of my tattoo and name."
Saeko pointed at their tattoo. "Right there? The flames? He has one too..."
"I'm so...scared. Miyako, I think I'm gonna die here soon."
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 19:28 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
Her head was spinning out of control. Floating- everything swimming in front of her. But amidst the dizziness, Sawyer's words took the centre.
"No!" she snapped. "No one's going to die. Both of you, listen to me." She jabbed out her index finger. "You two are going to be okay. You're right about that Sawyer. For as long as you're here, you're safe. I won't let anyone hurt you."
She inhaled sharply. "Okay? Just take a deep breath and... let me sort through this."
Miyako paced around the room, working her way through the flood of information. So Idris wasn't very stable. She'd always known that. Still though- a murderer? Her mind shied away from the possibility, but she knew she had to address it. Lives were at stake, and she couldn't afford to take any chances.
She came to a stop and sighed deeply through her nose. "Okay," she conceded. "Listen closely, both of you. We're going to go to my dorm. I'll lock you in there, where you'll be safe and- go looking for him."
It was hard to hide her wince. Tracking down a mentally unstable murderer, shortly after his girlfriend's death? She didn't fancy that in any universe.
"Okay?"
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 19:36 (1 Year ago)
Sawyer Laurens's POV
They looked perplexed. "Um... Okay."
Sawyer didn't seem to sense any danger. They didn't get why they were apparently going to be locked up...
"...again?"
...
"...did I... Do something wrong?"
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 19:38 (1 Year ago)
"O-okay...thank you so much Miyako." They went over to hug her. "I hope you're okay with hugs. Unlike...Idris. Ohmygawd....he goes crazy if you lay a finger on him." They shook.
"Be safe, okay? I hope he doesn't hurt you...
If it helps, he's either in his dorm or still with Lucian and Akari, near my dorm. You know where that is, right?"
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 20:45 (1 Year ago)
Sawyer Laurens's POV
"YAYYYY! HUGGERS! That's what these are called, right? Huggerrrrs?"
They had the stupidest smile on their face. They didn't seem to detect anything about the gravity of the situation...
Although...
Idris... Killed his father, huh?
...huh.
"Take care, though, Miyakooo! We'll be seeing you!" They beamed. "Maybe we can- hang out and stuff?"
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 20:49 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
Miyako felt herself blushing slightly God, I'm sorry Shi- I'm a terrible girlfriend. "Yeah, I know where that is." Carefully, she pried both of them off her. "Just- follow me, okay? And keep your eyes peeled."
She turned on her heel, and then they were off, heading down the hallway.
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 20:59 (1 Year ago)
Sawyer Laurens's POV
Peeled... Like apples.
Mom liked peeling apples.
Peeling apples was fun.
They were holding the sharp object still as they walked. That was for peeling, right?...
Sawyer blinked and stared at it. "Sooo... Like this?" they asked, slowly bringing the knife closer to their eyes, wondering why they were blinking so uncontrollably as they did so.
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 21:07 (1 Year ago)
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Lucian was better at this than he was, made sense y'know? Ultimate Therapist and all that. Knew how to deal with people, something far out of Akari's expertise.
Didn't look like it was helping though.
"...what if I don't want to-"
Akari stayed quiet, listened to whatever Lucian was saying. Idris's words were pretty slurred, no surprise there. He just kept his head low, his tongue held, and braced himself for whatever could happen. Even if it was force of habit, didn't mean anything couldn't happen.
"FINE, OKAY! IF YOU'RE SO GODDAMN DESPERATE FOR THAT WORTHLESS RAT TO NOT GET KILLED THEN FINE, I'LL STOP AND GO BACK TO MY ROOM AND MAYBE SLIT MY OWN THROAT. IS THAT BETTER? HUH? HUH?"
He flinched at the sudden raise in volume in his voice, becoming visibly more tense. He said nothing, it didn't even look like he could. The hand still in his pocket was tightened, his eyes becoming shaky.
Slit your throat.
Your neck, Akari. Killer. Gutting them like a fish. Your neck, Akari. Throats. Slit. Cut clean. Thin as paper, waterfall of blood. Your neck, Akari. Your throat.
Your neck. Your neck. Your neck your neck your neck your-
"YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO TALK ABOUT IT, EVEN THOUGH I'VE LITERALLY JUST TRIED TO KILL THE PERSON WHO STARTED IT ALL? REALLY? HOW THE HELL DO YOU THINK THAT'S GONNA GO DOWN, EH? EH? LISTEN TO ME YOU GODDAMN IDIOTS. LISTEN TO ME-"
"..."
Talking never seemed to work. Spilled dirty little secrets. Said things you regret. Arguments, fights, screaming, yelling.
Killing.
He looked at the knife Idris clutched in his hands. A madman. Crazed eyes. Yelling.
Yelling over and over. Murderer. The one who started it all. Yelling. More yelling. He knew this all too well. Knew it all too well.
...Lucian was talking again. Trying to talk to Idris. Sure was doing a hell of a lot better than he was. Akari couldn't even say anything. So many things to say but none of them were ever said.
Something about... Not being worth it. Idris didn't have to kill or something. Hurting, suffering, punishment, all that. Something. He couldn't focus on those words. He couldn't.
"I guess...you're right. Unfortunately."
"It wouldn't help....but it would make me feel a hell of a lot better.
You better tell that rat to watch out."
...Jesus christ Idris.
"...Make you feel better, huh? You really think that, Idris? Do you?"
His voice was raising. Becoming more enraged and thickening with the growl that edged his tone.
"Are you listening to yourself right now? Or is the damn alcohol f**kin you up that much, huh?"
His eyes came up from their gaze on the ground, now aimed at Idris.
"It ain't worth it. None of it is."
He was about to say something. He was about to say something, wasn't he? Something. He knew how much regret he held. He knew how little it was worth doing. He knew it all. He knew.
...His voice was getting a little loud. Yelling. Hostility. Ouch.
Oh.
Idris was leaving. Oh.
Should he...? Couldn't be left alone, right?
Well... Maybe this was better?
...
Some time passed. Idris had left.
His feet moved on their own. He followed. Followed step by step.
"...hey, Idris-..."
He paused, slowing down. He wasn't exactly sure what he was doing.
...Oh.
He still had a bottle in his hand.
"...Idris, wait."
(sorry for the messy, crappy post, idk what i'm doing rn)
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 21:14 (1 Year ago)
"I don't want to talk about it Akari, and you sure as hell won't make me." He spat.
His eyes glistened with tears and there was a quiver in his voice.
He stared at the ground.
Was that...pain, in his eyes? Yeah, anger was still very prominent, but there was pain in his eyes.
"You're not gonna change my mind about the rat, but I won't kill them, if that makes you feel better." He scowled. "Hope you're happy with yourself, you know. They didn't deserve to walk the earth, not after what they've done and the lives lost because of them."
Idris sighed.
"I won't kill them, 'kay? You won, and all that bullcrap."
I won't kill them.
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 21:21 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
He shook his head at Akari. "...if this keeps up, he's going to kill them."
...
"...we have to go after him."
I'm sorry, Kubo. This is more important right now.
...
Someone could die. Again.
Lucian gave Akari one last glance, as if to ask if he was coming, before darting after Idris.
...
"...Idris... What... Exactly did they do?" he asked very quietly. "...what could... Killing them solve?"
...
He seemed... So impossibly hurt... Right now.
Sawyer Laurens's POV
"We just had to take them in here... There was no other way. I just hope this doesn't get leaked out to the public."
"Yeah. It could ruin the kid's reputation, maybe even their whole life."
...
"Do you think that they're ever going to get any better?"
"I don't know. They still don't know what happened."
"I've never seen denial this strong before."
Denial? Of what?
...why did everyone keep talking as though something had happened? Nothing happened. That was all there was to it.
...NOTHING. HAPPENED.
"...why am I here? Am I sick?"
...
"In a way, yes."
...
"They just refuse to talk about it. Don't even seem to know what we're talking about."
...
"Their condition is worsening. I don't know what we should do."
"But we can't let anyone know."
Posted: Thu, 20/04/2023 22:02 (1 Year ago)
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He sighed, a shaky one but it was there. He was running off of impulses and adrenaline, absolutely no clue what was going on or even what he was doing.
"...Wasn't going to make you, anyways..."
He could see it, he could hear it. Idris's voice, his face.
"Yeah, yeah I know... Wasn't trying to..." He mumbled, his hand now rubbing the back of his neck.
...Made him feel any better? Yeah, like hell it did. He sure as hell didn't know what was going on between the two, but the way he spoke of it... It was bad, huh? He knew what that was like, as bulls**t as that sounded. Whatever he went through didn't matter right now anyways, but... Well, that's why he was doing all this in the first place, right?
"Hope you're happy with yourself, you know. They didn't deserve to walk the earth, not after what they've done and the lives lost because of them."
"...Happy with myself?" He whispered under his breath.
...They didn't deserve to walk the earth either. So many horrible things happened because of them. They hurt so many people, they did so much. They hurt him the most, didn't they? So many terrible things, utter hell because of them. Ruined his life. Ruined so many lives. They didn't even deserve the sweet release of death. Especially not by his hand. They deserved so much worse.
...Did they?
By his hand... They were all dead because of him, weren't they? Everyone was. Why would he be happy with himself? Finally ended his suffering, didn't he? They couldn't hurt anyone anymore, right?
But it ruined him. Sent him spiraling. Nothing could save him now. There was blood on his hands. His hands. Your hands, Akari. Your hands.
Remember the sound? Remember the feeling?
It ruined his life more than it helped. Their deaths made things so much worse.
"...Alright, Idris. And... For the record, I wasn't... Doing this for them."
"Trust me on this one, alright...?" His already broken voice was cracking even further, but he ended with a sigh before turning away, figuring it wasn't going to do either of them any good to stay and talk.
He glanced over at Lucian, noticing he was following as well. He was trying to talk to Idris again, which probably wouldn't end well, would it? Oh well, he had done his piece, he didn't need to be involved anymore.
...And with that, he walked away. He walked to the kitchen, unsure of his goals but-...
He knew exactly what he was doing, wasn't he? Bottles, kitchen, alcohol. They probably kept it there, right? Not sure why they'd let this stuff be accessible to a bunch of highschoolers, but he wasn't complaining was he?
On his way in, he noticed another figure inside. It was Shi, wasn't it? Wonder what she was doing in the kitchen. He wasn't exactly sure what to think about them, considering all he knew was that she was apparently close with Miyako
He glanced over at Shi, giving a small wave before adverting his attention back to trying to find something, anything that might fit the criteria of what he was looking for.
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Posted: Fri, 21/04/2023 06:04 (1 Year ago)
""...Idris... What... Exactly did they do?"
"...what could... Killing them solve?"
"Everything." He snapped. "They're the reason my life is f**ked up, the reason why I'm f**ked up. I hate them so goddamn much. Killing them wouldn't bring my dad, or my sister back, but it would make me feel a hell of a lot better about their deaths. It's all that rat's fault."
Idris scowled.
Posted: Fri, 21/04/2023 16:42 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
Akari... Wasn't going to make him anyways. Did... He not care? Did he just not want to intrude? Or...
...
He wasn't doing it for them.
Then... Who was he doing it for?
The more Lucian thought about it, the more of an enigma Akari became.
But...
As he walked away, with that broken crack in his voice, Lucian felt a wave of sadness wash over him.
Maybe he'd been through something similar before... And he couldn't let it happen again.
He was roused from his thoughts by Idris, speaking once again. Sounding incredibly angry.
"Everything. They're the reason my life is f**ked up, the reason why I'm f**ked up. I hate them so goddamn much. Killing them wouldn't bring my dad, or my sister back, but it would make me feel a hell of a lot better about their deaths. It's all that rat's fault."
"...they... Killed your sister, and your father?" So Saeko was that kind of person then. He shook his head.
...
That must be hard.
To hold so much bitterness for someone who ruined your life.
Lucian wasn't even sure he could say that about his father. I mean, sure... He'd done many horrible things. He'd hurt their entire family so many times over, he'd just wanted Lucian to forget his mother ever existed...
...but...
Lucian wondered what Saeko could possibly have done to screw up Idris's life so much. That he was feeling this way.
"...Idris... I--"
What could he even say?
They were two very different people.
Lucian couldn't blame Idris if he was full of bitterness and hate about this.
"...I'm so, so sorry. But... Even so, Idris. If you kill them..." He lowered his head.
"...then... You'll die too. Do you want that too? And I know it's hard to think about, but... You both are people. With lives, and friends, and families, and dreams... I... Know they took so much from you, but, is this really worth it?"
...
"...there are other ways to heal than vengeance. It's not the way. Bloodshed just breeds bloodshed."
And I promised two very special people that I wouldn't let anyone else die... Is that even going to last here?
...
"...should we really make someone else hurt to make ourselves hurt less? You're right. It won't bring them back. Nothing will. But killing the one who caused it... Well... That won't change much either."
and maybe... I wonder if...
Could she?
Could Miyako... Let Idris speak to the dead?
It was a preposterous thought, wasn't it? But... If her talent was genuine, maybe... Ghosts really did exist. The thought lingered within his mind, but he was still unsure whether to grasp it.
Posted: Fri, 21/04/2023 19:56 (1 Year ago)
"...they... Killed your sister, and your father?"
Idris shook their head. "Not my sister, no. But my father....I'm not sure. If Saeko...didn't stick their rat-face into my family's business, maybe things would've been better."
"...then... You'll die too. Do you want that too? And I know it's hard to think about, but... You both are people. With lives, and friends, and families, and dreams... I... Know they took so much from you, but, is this really worth it?"
"Yes. Yes it is. I don't have any dreams, no more family, no more friends. I don't care anymore." He scoffed. "And Saeko? Dreams, really?"
He sighed.
"You don't get it, Lucian. You just don't get it. Don't try to help. I know you're a therapist and all that, but I don't need another one."
Idris turned to face Lucian, a seething expression on his face.
"They all wind up dead anyways."
Posted: Fri, 21/04/2023 21:17 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
Lucian paused. He gave Idris a gentle smile. "...Idris... You don't know that for sure. That's... Just the thing. 'Maybe'..."
He was mostly at a loss for words... He wasn't exactly sure... What Idris needed to hear. And it felt so hopeless.
"Yes. Yes it is. I don't have any dreams, no more family, no more friends. I don't care anymore. And Saeko? Dreams, really?"
Lucian's face became a strange entanglement... Of both anger and of sympathy.
"...Idris... I have almost no family left either. The family I do have left? Probably dead for all I know. And friends are something I've hardly known. I... Know how you feel, but..."
...
"...there's always hope. I know it's difficult to care anymore but... There are things worth caring about. Do you think your promises to Mei don't matter just because she's... She's..."
...
"...she wouldn't want this for you, Idris. And yes, really. No matter what Saeko has done, they have dreams too. And no one... No matter what they've done, or... What family they come from... Or... Anything of the like... Is irredeemable."
...
"everyone... Is human. Everyone has good in them. They just have to try to reach it."
"You don't get it, Lucian. You just don't get it. Don't try to help. I know you're a therapist and all that, but I don't need another one."
...
"I can't JUST NOT TRY. Do you expect me to just sit back and watch you destroy yourself?! Fine. If... If that's really what you want. Go ahead. Destroy everything. See if that brings you any sense of peace. Any sense of relief," he snapped.
But... He sounded more hurt than angry.
"...I just want you and everyone else to be happy. That's all I want."
That look, on Idris's face... That expression...
It felt all too familiar, sending a chill down his spine.
"They all wind up dead anyways."
A dark look came across his face.
"...I'm... Already going to die, Idris. Sooner or later. I might as well already have." He let out a little laugh, forcing himself not to let any tears betray him. "I'm only here for a little while... To help everyone. I don't even know how long I have. But, it always catches up to you in the end. Honestly, it's wild that I escaped it for sixteen years."
He shook his head rapidly, as if to shake the thought away.
"I just... Want to help you. And everyone, Idris. But... If you don't want that... Just... I..."
What the hell was he supposed to say? Please don't hurt yourself? Idris didn't even care...
"...I just hope you'll find peace with yourself. One way, or another."
...
"...I'm sorry."
Heh.
Would you look at that? I really can't help anyone.
Darcy Harper's POV
...
This... Wasn't enough to have been from a murder, was it?
Akari and Shi seemed to also be in the kitchen. Should he talk to them about it...?
"Uhh... Hey. This is awkward. You guys... I think there might be a bit of a problem. I-- found some blood, on the floor here. I don't know where it's come from... I'm guessing someone got injured, rather than a murder, but it still seems to be a lot..."
He gestured to it, gnawing slightly at his nails, and receiving an annoying, scratchy taste of nail polish. Blech.
"Should we... Look into this? What if somebody is hurt, or worse?"
Darcy's chest tightened. He wasn't sure if it was the bandages, or something about the atmosphere, but it was feeling hard to breathe.
Posted: Mon, 01/05/2023 14:27 (1 Year ago)
"...she wouldn't want this for you, Idris. And yes, really. No matter what Saeko has done, they have dreams too. And no one... No matter what they've done, or... What family they come from... Or... Anything of the like... Is irredeemable."
...
"everyone... Is human. Everyone has good in them. They just have to try to reach it."
"YOU DON'T GET IT, DO YOU LUCIAN? THERE'S NO GOOD IN ME, NOR IS THERE ANY GOOD IN SAEKO. SAEKO'S ONLY DREAM IS THAT THE POLICE DOESN'T FIND OUT WHAT THEY DID. I HAVE NO ONE, I HAVE NOTHING, DREAMS ARE INSIGNIFICANT AT THIS POINT. WE'RE IN A DAMN MURDER GAME AND YOU KEEP RAMBLING ON ABOUT GODDAMN DREAMS. IT'S PATHETIC REALLY. WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE HERE AT SOME POINT." Idris yelled.
"...I'm... Already going to die, Idris. Sooner or later. I might as well already have."
"Thank goodness you worked that out. Everyone's gonna die and it's useless to avoid that fact."
"...I just hope you'll find peace with yourself. One way, or another."
"I'll find peace when I murder that rat. You won't stop me Lucian. Your pathetic attempts at trying to 'help' just make things worse. I wish all of you were dead already, then I wouldn't have to die here surrounded by idiots.
He turned around to face his dorm, eyes filled with anger.
"...I'm sorry."
Idris sighed. He would've said something but-
Everything felt...off.
He didn't feel any sympathy.
Nothing at all.
Just a hell of a lot of hatred for everyone.
Posted: Mon, 01/05/2023 15:30 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
Violet wrists and then her ankles
Silent pain
Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams
Monster
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the windows
I will
Hear their voices
I'm a glass child
I am Hannah's regrets
Monster
How should I feel?
Turn the sheets down!
Murder ears with pillow lace!
There's bath tubs
Full of glow flies
Bathe in kerosene
Their words tattooed in his veins...
Everything was ringing. Everything was flashing. The pounding of his own heart had never sounded louder than in that moment. Lucian felt as if he was frozen in place, tranquilized, he wanted to move, but he couldn't.
He went very, very still.
"YOU DON'T GET IT, DO YOU LUCIAN? THERE'S NO GOOD IN ME, NOR IS THERE ANY GOOD IN SAEKO. SAEKO'S ONLY DREAM IS THAT THE POLICE DOESN'T FIND OUT WHAT THEY DID. I HAVE NO ONE, I HAVE NOTHING, DREAMS ARE INSIGNIFICANT AT THIS POINT. WE'RE IN A DAMN MURDER GAME AND YOU KEEP RAMBLING ON ABOUT GODDAMN DREAMS. IT'S PATHETIC REALLY. WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE HERE AT SOME POINT."
...you don't get it, do you, Lucian?
There's no good in me, or in Saeko.
Saeko's only dream...
The police...
No one. Nothing.
Dreams are insignificant.
Damn murder game.
Rambling on...
About dreams.
Pathetic.
We're all gonna die here at some point.
Lucian felt as if someone had stuck a knife, cleanly, deeply through his throat, and the blood was spilling all over the place.
He tried to say... Something.
That's not true, Idris.
I'm sorry, Idris.
There's good in you there's good in them there's--
...
We're all gonna die.
But what if he was right?
The worst part was, that Idris could be right. In all his relentless pessimism and destruction of self and of others...
The things some people did when they had nothing left to lose.
But really...
The only difference...
Was that one of them had refused to let himself see the possible truth. One of them had allowed his rose-colored glasses to stay on. Even after everything that had happened.
But all Idris knew was hatred and bitterness, at all that had happened to him. He couldn't even be bothered to try and get better. To... Try and do better.
No. It wasn't supposed...
...To be that way.
And out of his mouth came the only words that could come out, in response.
Because, really... What else could he say?
"do you think... Mei wanted this for you?" he choked out, very quietly. He felt... Extremely nauseous. And numb. Everything was...
There was this white noise that just wouldn't go away. This piercing pain that was all too familiar.
Saeko.
Police.
What did they do?
What was their before...?
Criminals always had a before. Everyone always had a before.
They... Couldn't be... Completely bad.
He inhaled sharply. "...this isn't a murder game, Idris. Until someone made it that way."
...
"we were all just... Here. Maybe this was... O-Originally supposed to be a normal class but something happened, a-and..."
...
Oh god.
"...who am I kidding? Life itself is a murder game. It always has been."
"Thank goodness you worked that out. Everyone's gonna die and it's useless to avoid that fact."
"...I... Don't believe you understand. It's... Different." The beginnings of tears threatened to bubble over in his eyes. "...I guess... That makes two of us that don't understand."
...
"...I'm so sorry. Maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm foolish, thinking the way I do, but... What good is it going to do if we just... Give up? If we just believe with absolute certainty we're all going to die? That none of us will make it? That there's no good in anyone?"
You're an IDIOT, Luke.
Always keep on believing in people not worth your time.
I bet you'd even have thought Hitler could change if he just TRIED HARD ENOUGH. OH, NOOOO, HE WAS JUST LOST AND CONFUSED, HE DIDN'T RUIN THE LIVES AND EVEN DESTROY THE LIVES OF COUNTLESS OTHERS.
...
"I-- I..."
...
"I'll find peace when I murder that rat. You won't stop me Lucian. Your pathetic attempts at trying to 'help' just make things worse. I wish all of you were dead already, then I wouldn't have to die here surrounded by idiots."
A saddened, pitying look came upon Lucian's face.
"...that won't fix anything, Idris. It really won't."
...
You won't stop me, Lucian.
"...you can say that if you want to, but I'm going to at least try. Because I... Think there's still at least a little bit of hope. For everyone. N-N-No... No... Matter what... He's- they've done."
He was shaking now.
Your pathetic attempts at help just make things worse.
Lucian flinched.
Oh, would you look at that. Someone just stabbed him through his center coronary artery.
Pathetic. Help.
Things. Worse.
He wanted to say something.. something... ... But...
"...oh. I'm sorry. That's fun."
I wish all of you were dead already.
Then I wouldn't have to die, surrounded by idiots.
...
Saeko. A monster. Not even human.
Wish all of you were dead already.
Rat. Fish.
I wish all of you were dead already.
Then I wouldn't have to die, surrounded by idiots.
Idiots.
The pieces all clicked into place.
"...so... You're that type of person, Idris. The type that dehumanizes others. So that you can feel no guilt or shame in taking from or hurting them?"
...
"...that's... Not healthy. That's really not good for you."
Lucian almost wanted to laugh. It sounded so stupid when he said it out loud. You don't say? Of course it's not healthy.
"...you do need to be helped. Desperately. Sorry I seem to be useless at giving it to you."
Dammit. Don't cry.
"...I always did."
I just want to make you happy. I just want to make everyone happy. Please...
...
I can't... Why am I screwing this up? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's my fault, I ruined everything.
I should be dead.
Posted: Mon, 01/05/2023 16:14 (1 Year ago)
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Oh? Oh yeah. Darcy. Darcy was here too. Wonder what he...
...Blood? Oh. There was blood. Blood dripping onto the floor. A puddle. Darcy? Darcy's voice. Was the blood fresh? Looked like it. Where was it coming from? Dripping. Dripping from Darcy? Was Darcy bleeding? ...Oh. Blood.
His eyes could only stare at the puddle in front of him, he didn't dare make a movement. God... He was already shaken, how could it get any worse? He could barely think straight right now, he could barely breathe, and now this?
"Uhh... Hey. This is awkward. You guys... I think there might be a bit of a problem. I-- found some blood, on the floor here. I don't know where it's come from... I'm guessing someone got injured, rather than a murder, but it still seems to be a lot..."
"...Blood?" His small voice muttered out, still frozen in place. Did Darcy not know? Was it not their blood? Then who-...
"...Darcy, are you... Alright?"
Posted: Mon, 01/05/2023 17:24 (1 Year ago)
Darcy Harper's POV
"I... I'm fine. Absolutely fine."
Silently, he cursed the stutter in his voice, and shook his head.
"I... Don't know whose blood this is, but..."
...
It could be anyone's, but...
Darcy bent down and scraped the blood with his finger. There were slight traces of rainbow sprinkles in it.
"...goddammit, Sawyer."
It almost felt like something so NORMAL. For Sawyer, at least. The question was how the hell that even happened, and how the hell they were still alive, but honestly, Sawyer was constantly doing things that made you wonder how they were still alive.
Could someone have hurt Sawyer? Darcy couldn't think of anyone off the top of his head, but... It was possible.
But the most likely scenario was...
He sighed and put his hand to his face, which couldn't seem to decide whether to look done with this **** or alarmed. It settled for being a mixture of both.
...that they hurt themself.
He turned to look at Akari. "...Oh, dear God. I think... Sawyer hurt themself. Or worse. I mean... I think it was Sawyer, but I..."
He paused.
...
"Akari, are... YOU okay? You- you don't look well."
Oh my god, I HAVE TO FIND THEM. FAST.
But... Was Akari okay? No, that guy was probably never okay.
Little did Darcy know, not only was Sawyer freaking bleeding out somewhere and probably about to take their eyes out, but there was a killer wandering the school.
...possibly two.