Capitalism, Hey!: avante en garde

[idolpro]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a run-down one-room shack, with the distinct feeling that the people around you are your family, if you didn't already have such a bond with them.

You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.

What do you do? ]

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[deicider]

The infirmary... The... The laundry? There are chemicals...

[emptymind]

For what?

[deicider]

A bomb. Gas. Something.

[laughs, knowing how absurd they sound. ]

Maybe we should just write letters to the judge and ask for a pardon.

[emptymind]

How long... how long would it take to receive a reply? I don't really get how to measure time right now... How much longer will they even survive?

[deicider]

... They'll survive until we choose. They won't die until we submit an answer.

[emptymind]

Can we send a letter without submitting an answer?

[deicider]

No.

[and then this Baritones thing happens. Cardigan looks at Harpy.]

You know all the factors. Make the call.

[emptymind]

... Cardigan-san. Compared to everyone else, sometimes- you feel very distant. I guess, to begin with, everyone was, a bit, but...

You're also one of us. Cardigan-san knows that, right? Or even if Cardigan-san knows, do you feel that way?

[deicider]

I didn't—

I didn't feel this way before.

[emptymind]

... How did you feel before?

[deicider]

[They are quiet for a moment as they process this question. They don't want to answer it, and they don't want to lie, and they're very hopped-up on being nearly dead. ]

I'm dangerous to avante.

[emptymind]

Why?

[deicider]

I'm too different from the rest of the unit. I always want to do the wrong thing, I always want something different. I don't know how to make them happy.

[emptymind]

Even if Cardigan-san is difficult, I don't know if that makes you dangerous to us.

[deicider]

It's not just that. I'm manipulative; I can make people do what I want. I told Shrike and I should tell you, too, it might just be safer to kill me some times.

1/2

[emptymind]

... If Cardigan-san asks me to, then I'll do it. Although Nitro-kun probably won't like it.

[emptymind]

But... umm... it feels kind of bad to say it when nothing we've done has really worked out, but I think we've been sort of depending on that side of Cardigan-san, too.

[deicider]

Nothing has worked out. I want to rely on you.

[emptymind]

Even though my decision will go against Cardigan-san's?

[deicider]

There's no such thing as a perfect choice. I trust you.

[emptymind]

... Thank you. I won’t let you down.