soulping | TAKSHAKA ( + AOKO, ARMIN)

TAKSHAKA ( + AOKO, ARMIN)

[You find yourself in a bright white room, the door locked shut behind you. There's a long glass table in the middle of the room, with an unsealed envelope on top—it contains your instructions; if you can't read them yourself, you'll hear Nyssa's voice whispering in your ear, reading them aloud for you. Surrounding the table are enough glass chairs for everyone to sit down.

The floor is made of glass, and taking up most of the wall opposite the door is a window. The room beyond is currently empty …]

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Hopefully it won't come to that.

[ I GUESS. I WILL GET. A KNIFE. Holy shit I've basically never held one before, except for cooking purposes. ]

[touches her wrist]

Just try to keep your hand steady and go between the bones.

T-That's a lot of bones to try to miss.

[ she tries to laugh, but it comes out thin and strange. Shifting the knife into position with her (BADLY SHAKING) right hand, centering it over her left. ]

You'll be okay. We're right here with you.

[ breathe in ]

[ breathe out ... ]

[ People are dying because of a hotsauce prank and because they flirted. People are being murdered for dumb things like that. If this … saves even one person … then … ]

[ biting her lip so hard it bleeds, she slams the knife through her palm before she can think twice ]