trauma prom; psl (valerian + jd)

[pchaaair]

[haha so how about that game]

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[pchaaair]

I refuse.

[femmefailtale]

Refuse what exactly? 'Cause uh. If you're not taking living, I don't mind...

[pchaaair]

I mean, I am not playing at all, JD.

I refuse to do what she wants us to do.

[femmefailtale]

[Just gonna nudge the bottle of poison with a foot.]

We got a problem, then. If you don't pick anyone, that means I'm screwed too. I don't mind if you don't feel like sacrificing thing, but I'm not exactly willing t'die for your cause, bro.

[pchaaair]

I am not going to pick, JD. I am sorry.

[femmefailtale]

Then by the act of not picking, clearly you're picking me as the one who doesn't die, right?

...

...

Right?

I'll even make sure to flip 'er skirt twice for you.

[pchaaair]

Picking means playing, JD.

[femmefailtale]

...Don't suppose you'd like to just drink the poison now, would you?

[pchaaair]

It's not the poison that I made.

[so no]

[femmefailtale]

...Okay, look. What do you want?

Because I am not dying for your morals, and if it comes to it I'm going to give you a noogie. A giant, horrible, death noogie.

Of horror.

[pchaaair]

I'm not dying, just because you want to survive. [You're not Sage]

I doubt your noogie would work.

[femmefailtale]

Hahaha... And you called us selfish. Holy shit.

Holy shit man. You and Kyrie... How do I keep ending up stuck with crazy selfish assholes trying to kill me?

[Hahah] Oh wait, it's me. So you know.

Tuesday.

[pchaaair]

[snorts]

It's not exactly selfish, to refuse an Echo what she wants, which is basically our suffering?

[femmefailtale]

Oh, so it's wrong to want to live?!

[pchaaair]

I am not going to die, just because living is a thing that you want to do! I do not actually owe you my life, when it comes to living, for the record. You have not done anything to earn that kind of favor. There are only a few people that I will die for, and you are not one of them.

[femmefailtale]

So instead you're not going to play at all. And instead of an outcome where just you die, we both die.

[She collapses on the ground.]

Oh man... Vi... What am I gonna say to Vi...

[pchaaair]

[huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.]

You can say it was a shitty game.

[femmefailtale]

If it was a game I could one back from? Yeah. I guess.

This time I'm not so sure... And if I die, there's no way a babe like that's be coming after me.

Hah... Hahah...... But then, guess that's why I'm stuck with the most stubborn son of a bitch in the whole library, huh.

[Blinks hard--if Valerian's even looking at her, he might note that she's clearly having A Crisis.]

Flunkies survive. That's all we ever do. I don't give up... And some godsdamn troll is gonna just decide to kill me along with himself... Hahah... [BLIIIINK.]

[pchaaair]

[oh, he's noting it, and being as paranoid as he is, he's really tense.]

Why should I kill myself for you, because, you know, Violet is going to be sad, and probably dislike you, if I end up killing myself, just so that you can survive.

[femmefailtale]

[She is grabbing for the knife... Clearly distressed and groping for thoughts until she has it... And then all is well. Showing weakness just because it's a friend of a lover... Dumb, Mel. So dumb. There's only one friend you have: snark and bluster.]

Gods, it's like talking to a portrait. [And stabbing at the ground like a pick!! Without standing.]

Whatever. Become what you hate. Hell, be worse. Not like it matters anyways, you're already fucking dead, huh?

If The Horned wants to kill me, not much I can do about it. He's got all the power to force me to do whatever he wants. Even die.

How.

Fucking.

Nostalgic.

[pchaaair]

Bullshit.

I am glad to know that not trusting someone, apparently makes me a portrait. Shut up and stop trying to guilt me into it, because—[and his tone is very much deadpan.]—I apparently, should definitely kill myself, for someone that I barely know, and someone that I do not trust. Because that makes complete sense, apparently.

[basically: with the portrait comparison, jd lost any chance of him agreeing to die to save her life.]

[femmefailtale]

[She already assumed it was lost.]

Bullshit, you were dead the second you said 'no, I'm not fucking playing.' Not playing means we BOTH DIE, or did you miss that memo? All I asked you to do was stick to your damn guns and not pull me down with you, and that I had to try and guilt you at all makes you kind of a hypocritical douchebag right off. But no, practicing what you fucking preach is just too much for The Horned, eh?

So yeah, you're forced into a position where you either make a bad choice or die. Sucks. But you're sitting on your ass and by doing that, guess fucking what, now I have to play your game and either I die or I cross a couple lines I don't fucking like either.

And you're giving me some moral high ground bullshit? No, fuck you. You're the same damn thing.

[Stabbing harder at the floor.]

So. I'm going to try and escape. You can do what the fuck ever.

DECISION

[femmefailtale]

If it comes to it, Valerian's the one to die.

As far as deals go... I'll...

[UGH.]

I'll tell everyone my real last name every time I have to introduce myself.

((9/10 difficulty))

Re: DECISION

[pchaaair]

[Valerian isn't doing anything, but APPARENTLY THIS LAST NAME THING IS A BIG DEAL SO HER HAVING TO REVEAL HER LAST NAME:

7/10, since he doesn't like making people do that kind of thing generally.]

[infiniteregress]

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