The Last Supper - Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.

Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]

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[furrytailprince]

Your name?

[syncintohell]

Kuzuebiko. It is a cruel joke.

[furrytailprince]

Then we will no longer use it. Whatever happened to you before coming here, it does not dictate how you exist now. Not unless you allow it.

... become our Heart and stay safe from this madness.

[syncintohell]

[ he blindly feels across the floor to find a plate and flings it in Okami's direction ]

I have already tried to bury it! Do not speak as if I have not! But look at me— I have undoubtedly been fractured! I am not submitting to protection, not with what I have already done! If I am to be broken, then the least I can do is take the blows that could shatter another!

[furrytailprince]

[ Dodges and yelps ]

I-I am not accusing you of doing nothing!

[syncintohell]

[ keeps groping along the ground, before his hand seizes upon the tablecloth and he tugs it in and covers himself up and doesn't respond ]

[furrytailprince]

[ Forcing himself to approach again, though his movements are stiff, as if expecting another attack ]

I do not care what you have done. I only want to offer you a means of preserving your sanity.

[syncintohell]

You are far too late for that.

[ it doesn't look like he's going to move now ]

[furrytailprince]

[ That's cool because he decided he's done talking to ANYONE ]