Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.

The elevator doors close behind you. ]

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RESULT

[ghostofissues]

[ The metal panels open up to produce metallic hands that grab just one of you by the jaw. Resisting it is futile - running away even moreso. With a great strength the hand squeezes down on your jaw, separate metal appendages hooking around your teeth to wrench your mouth open - it's like going to the dentist, but even more terrifying!

An oddly-shaped metal clamp with a twisting knob at the end starts being inserted into your mouth, with more metal appendages pinching your tongue to stay still - that's right, the clamp does look like it's shaped like a tongue, doesn't it?

A metal appendage twists the knob, and the clamp starts to tighten. Twist, twist, twist - it starts to seal, digging into the back of your mouth until the metal starts to cut in, and then it goes further. Twist, twist, twist. There's the taste of metal and - well, no, you can't taste blood without a tongue but you can imagine that the liquid in your mouth is probably blood.

Finally, the clamp shutters completely shut, metal hitting metal, and the metal appendages pull back to disappear into the metal panels, taking your tongue with it. ]

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[well this is the absolute fucking worst. he tries to stay quiet at first, the only act of defiance he can actually put up in this situation. but there's really no stopping himself from screaming once it cuts deep enough, even though by that point it's garbled by the device itself and the amount of blood flowing in his mouth.]

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[sonof]

[ despite saying he was going to close his eyes he is doing precisely not that. paralyzed staring ]

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[congratulations on your poor life choices. after it's out, he drops to his knees and claps his hand over his mouth.]

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[sonof]

[ moves without thinking, all but stumbling over and reaching out to support him by the shoulders ]

Don't- don't drown, don't swallow it.

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[but he doesn't want to make a messsss ugh taking instruction well, even this fucked up. he tips his head forward so he doesn't drown.]

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[sonof]

Good. Good job.

[ strokes his cheek, then his hair, even though his hands are trembling wildly ]

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[well. he's not gonna turn down comfort in these trying times. leans into it, shaky himself.]

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[sonof]

[ we have to like. go. the elevator is waiting. you have to go. get healing? where did his voice go. he's not the one who lost a tongue. ]

Shuvi.

Can you stand?

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[doesn't answer so much as just. get up. but god he's unsteady once he's up.]

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[sonof]

[ god that means I have to stand up too now. ok. ok. he can at least fake an appearance of composure, now that he's really putting his mind to it - between that and the hakama he manages to stand and it's hard to tell if his knees are even trembling. he keeps a hand at Shuten's shoulder. ]

Lean on me if you feel you must. Though Zea would be a better size for it.

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[tries to make an "mmhm" sort of sound, but it comes out sad and gurgly and pathetic and he decides then and there to not make a noise for the next while.]

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[sonof]

[ leans against his side and pulls off one of his dark gloves to offer it out, balled up ]

To stem the bleeding. ]

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[...accepts it with only a few moments of hesitation.]

[syncintohell]

[ shouting, lunging for Shuten to hold him by the shoulders as if to pry him back from the metal arms, though it is already too late ]

Shuten!

[hashtagaesthetic]

[maybe that's not a good idea? but like. he's set free, and drops to his knees, clapping his hand to his mouth fast, blood dribbling out between his fingers.]

[syncintohell]

[ It's not, but. Holds him steady, if that's all he can do now. ]

I will bring you to sensitIV soon. The moment we're released from this room, I will ensure you suffer no longer. Hold on until then, promise me.

[ He says quickly, words spilling out and imploring an answer that logically can't come now that Shuten has lost his tongue. ]

[hashtagaesthetic]

[he still has a cleanish hand at this point, so he's putting it to use in patting Kuzu's cheek vaguely. hush sweetie.]

[syncintohell]

Ah. . . forgive me, no, my prattle could not be helpful to your condition now, could it?

[ Bites his tongue and quiets down, temporarily, but he can still be felt shaking ]

[hashtagaesthetic]

[shuten is really in no condition to be worrying about Kuzu, but here he is, doing it anyway. keeps patting his cheek gently, getting shaky in his own right.]

[syncintohell]

There is no need to worry about me.

[ He understands this gesture, and— okay, he might need it a little bit. Leans against him, but takes an arm around Shuten's shoulders to cradle him close, as if to make himself a bulkwark against the world around them. ]

[hashtagaesthetic]

[yes. cool. leans on. this is terrible and he'll take the comfort he can get.]

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[furrytailprince]

[ Also throwing logic to the wind and trying to yank back unit mate ]

Shuten!

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[hashtagaesthetic]

[this seems ILL ADVISED and honestly probably severs the last of his tongue slightly prematurely but it was gonna go anyway so like. you know. whatever. even so, he drops to his knees and claps his hand to his mouth.]

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[furrytailprince]

[ Falls to his knees with him ]

Shuten, you mustn't keep your mouth closed. You could choke on the blood.