MURDER

[idolpro]

[ If you're a certain member of FiN: the floor drops out from under you, and—after a brief moment of utter darkness, you find yourself in the same room, but surrounded by different people. The bead strands wrap around your arms and legs, restraining you.

Well. Here you go. ]

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[counterfeitheart]

I don't need to win a game. I need to break a few people. I told you I'm the Devil, didn't I? None of this Production... means anything to me. You're all just playthings.

At least one of you has some sense, though. [He clicks his tongue and shrugs.]

One more to the chopping block, then.

[whatatwist]

Mission accomplished.

[ he turns his head aside and coughs up some more blood, or at least that's what it seems like he's doing as he slumps further to the ground. ]

Duality, did you really think any of the new units gave a shit about winning? when they're not even going to be here much longer?

1/2

[asonoficeandfire]

[he had hoped the new units weren't just out for blood... he turns to "Intensity" again as he's clearly mcfucking dying]

Intensity!

[asonoficeandfire]

[and as "Intensity" speaks again, he just stares at him because what??]

No, but... this... this isn't like you. You don't just give up!

[whatatwist]

I'm fucken DYING, DUALITY!

[ he coughs up blood in between all of that and because his unitmate is an idiot, he struggles to get to his feet to show him just how bad his own injuries are. he's been gutted, and he's been doing his damnedest to keep his innards from spilling out. ]

[ lovely.
just lovely. ]

THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH,
so much I can...

[ and he drops back to his knees. ]

...fucken do...

[counterfeitheart]

You know how deals with the Devil go. He wants to live, and I need my pound of flesh.

[He shrugs.]

Anyway, it's time to end this, and you.

[He approaches languidly, as if he were just coming over to pat him on the back, except for the sword resting on his shoulder. He doesn't waste any time past that though, swinging in one fluid motion to take off the guy's head.]

[asonoficeandfire]

[he doesn't even have time to react or make a sound.

congratulations, you now have a headless body hanging from the ceiling, and a peppermint colored head rolling across the floor. surprisingly (or not), his blood isn't candy cane colored]

[arachnophilia]

[ as soon as duality is decapitated the illusions end and alois takes his normal form and gets up from the floor, immediately giving lucifer a round of applause for his own stellar performance!!! ]

Incredible~! Poor bastard was really easy to string along, huh, what a sucker. [ picks up the head. ]

[counterfeitheart]

[Lucifer isn't surprised, but he IS disappointed.

Stops and stares at the clapping.]

Thanks? It wasn't hard, he was all tied up.

[arachnophilia]

We could have untied him if you wanted to have more fun.

Probably would have been more mess though. [ stares at the head. ] What did you think of me, hm? I did really good, right?

[counterfeitheart]

I'm not really into like "murder as fun" anymore, and it's not like he'd have put up a fight anyway.

[It'd have been more about chasing after him!]

Oh, it was. Definitely something. Wasn't really expecting psychological torment, but I'm diggin' it. [He nods a little.] You've gotten a lot of research done in a short amount of time. You'll make a good demon one day, probably.

[arachnophilia]

For you, maybe. I don't think I could have taken him on my own. But that's why I'm glad we got to do this to~ge~ther~

[ he chuckles, pleased. as. punch. ] I made sure to keep my eyes peeled as I wandered around. I wanted to be able to really fuck with these people when the time came. I figured we'd be playing some sort of dumb game, so may as well make the most of it, right~ especially since we're all probably leave soon. How sad. Boo-fucken-hoo. [ starts laughing loudly as he approaches lucifer. ] When that happens we'll get to hang out more, right? [ leeeeans into him. ]

[counterfeitheart]

[Just.

Puts his whole hand on the kid's face.]

Probably not, buddy. I don't mean to dash your hopes or anything, but I'm not gonna be chillin' with like. Demons. When I leave. I barely even tolerate the Fallen.