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guestcontrol) wrote2014-09-28 02:31 pm
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night three - kill log
Who: Killers, Dipper, and Mahiru
What: "dipper and mabel would win any twinoff murder game just by virtue of not having one crazy twin and one sane twin." - aki
When: The third night
Where: The park...
[It's in the dead of the night when Dipper's door abruptly unlocks. His bracelet begins to beep. Something seems to be calling him, ordering him to leave his room. For every moment he delays, it beeps with more and more urgency, especially if he tries to bring anything. And besides, he feels groggy, not inclined to protest much. Shortly after, Mahiru's door also unlocks, and she's led to the park behind him.
As he steps outside, lights illuminate the path. The lights lead into the park. As soon as either one steps through the door into the park, the door slams shut. It won't open for again, and pounding on the door or calling for help will not yield any results. It's only once inside that the grogginess wears off.
You can run or try to hide, but there's not much use to it. Your bracelet is still beeping, the only obvious sound in the darkness. And though you're not restrained, you'll find there's no way you can strike a blow against the killers; the bracelet will tighten and you'll feel the grogginess return if you try to fight back.]
What: "dipper and mabel would win any twinoff murder game just by virtue of not having one crazy twin and one sane twin." - aki
When: The third night
Where: The park...
[It's in the dead of the night when Dipper's door abruptly unlocks. His bracelet begins to beep. Something seems to be calling him, ordering him to leave his room. For every moment he delays, it beeps with more and more urgency, especially if he tries to bring anything. And besides, he feels groggy, not inclined to protest much. Shortly after, Mahiru's door also unlocks, and she's led to the park behind him.
As he steps outside, lights illuminate the path. The lights lead into the park. As soon as either one steps through the door into the park, the door slams shut. It won't open for again, and pounding on the door or calling for help will not yield any results. It's only once inside that the grogginess wears off.
You can run or try to hide, but there's not much use to it. Your bracelet is still beeping, the only obvious sound in the darkness. And though you're not restrained, you'll find there's no way you can strike a blow against the killers; the bracelet will tighten and you'll feel the grogginess return if you try to fight back.]
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So you'll be waking up with the others and you can say hi to Hiko and everything will be fine!
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We're not dreaming, Mabel! I don't know what the VIPs told you after converting you, but this is real life! Those were real bodies, and real deaths! [He can't even believe what was happening right now. He thought Mabel of all people would understand the seriousness of this situation.. she was there with him during the investigation. She was there with him when her friend died. So why...?]
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You always do this! [He stops after a pause and his hands reach up to his temples again, and he closes his eyes shut.] You-- you promised you wouldn't do anything dangerous! And yet you went and did this!
[His eyes open again, and she can see even in the dark just how wet they were. Though, she could probably tell he was beginning to cry just by the shakiness of his voice as he yelled.]
We could've.. I could've figured out another way to get us both safe! But you-- you decided to just kill me, your own brother!! Because of what someone else told you!
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That's not fair.
[He wasn't the only one crying, her voice cracking slightly as she spoke.]
Dipper how many times have I followed you into dangerous situations? How many times have you done or caused something dangerous that I was forced to be a part of? I always trusted you, that you'd get us out of it. That we'd be fine.
Why can't you trust me? This isn't something they told me. This is something I just...know! I just know it will turn out okay!
[Let's not even tackle the accusation that it was her decision alone to kill him.
Mabel looks up at him, tears starting to trickle down her cheeks, and she's clearly scared too. But she's also determined.]
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He tries swallowing the lump in his throat a few times, before speaking up again, talking slowly so she would understand.]
I could have gotten us out of this, too. I could've found a way for us to win, without any crazy ideas of us having to die! W-why didn't you just convert me?! I would've helped! [His voice cracks quite bad when he says the word "helped"]
Heck, I would've helped even if I was still innocent! I would've made fake evidence a-and I would've tried to make everyone think it was someone else... I would've done anything to make it so you were safe because... B-because...
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B-Because I love you, Mabel! I-I love you more than mom or dad or G-Grunkle Stan or even Wendy! [He plops back down onto the ground.]
Y-you're my twin sister, w-we've been through so much together a-and I'll never b-b-be able t-to.. to live w-without you! I-I wanted to win this with you, Mabel! And now...! [He covers his eyes with his hands, his voice quieting down with his words.]
It d-doesn't even matter anymore. I'm going to die, and w-we'll never see each other again.
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She can't even speak at first, curling up instead and resisting the urge to hide in her sweater. Because she couldn't take all night and hiding wasn't going to help anything right now. And she could ask for help, but she didn't want to betray him any more than she already was...]
I-I--
[She clears her throat, wiping at her eyes though ultimately it doesn't help her crying at all.]
I l-love you t-too. I-it's n-n-not--
[As much as she wants to explain, she can't get the words out, opting to continue crying into her knees instead.]
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[..the sad thing is, even though Dipper was so hurt and so mad.. seeing Mabel like this made him feel terrible. He felt so guilty for making her cry, even though he wasn't the one in the wrong here. Even though his life was on the line. And he hated it, but it's just how he is.
After a minute or so of silence, he gets onto his knees and crawls over to her, before wrapping his arms around her in a hug.]
...i-it's fine. L-let's just.. g-get it over with...
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[Her fingers curl into his vest.]
I-I want to play with you longer! I don't want you to go! Not yet...we all have to eventually but I d-don't think I could stand to do this l-later...
[Even as she lets go and pulls out her poison, she still wipes at her eyes and goes back for another hug, this time squeezing him tight.]
A-and I love you more than anyone ever! P-p-please don't ever think differently...please.
[It's a few moments of silent tears and hugging before she finally lets him go and shows him the needle.]
....wh-where...uh. Wh-where do you want...this? [The least she can do is give him a choice.] I th-think it has to be under your cl-clothes.
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W-w-w-why do you have th-that?! [MABEL YOU MUST KNOW YOUR BROTHER HAS A FEAR OF NEEDLES]
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W-well. We figured poison would be e-easiest... [Here she manages a half-hearted laugh.]
W-would you rather I bludgeon you to death? Or p-push you off a ride or something?
[HUMOR IN THE FACE OF DEATH...THIS WILL MAKE THINGS EASIER.]
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He looks to the needle and lets out a little bit of an upset whine though, despite knowing this probably would be the easiest way to go.]
..How fast working i-is that p-poison? [He better not die of a slow, painful tummy ache]
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[She offers him her hand to hold.]
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Then.. then I guess it'd be smart t-to inject me somewhere like the st-stomach or my side or s-something so no one will find it easily? [He's assuming that's why she said it needed to be under his clothes earlier..]
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O-okay. [Okay, deep breaths.]
R-ready?
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... [He gives her one last smile.]
..M-Mystery Twins? [It's said a little in vain since, well, they're not going to be solving mysteries anymore.. but the sentiment is still the same.]
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M-Mystery Twins.
[She still gives him a little warning before giving him the injection, in his side after that. Hopefully that part won't be too painful, but the rest should...be okay. It's fast if nothing else, just like she said!
And while she knows he's dead pretty quick, she doesn't quite say anything yet. As if wanting to make sure he's actually dead. Even though, once it dawns on her that he's really not moving and he's not going to get up and say anything to make this better, or tell her not to worry and that everything will be okay, she bursts into tears, hugging his body.
She doesn't take too long crying, don't worry! Once she's got it under control to just tears and hiccups, she wipes at her eyes, stands up and adjusts his body so he's sitting, and then exits the train.]
H-hey! I-I'm-- I'm d-d-done now!
[She's never killing anyone ever again this was a terrible awful idea.]
quietly gets one last tag in
These thoughts spun around in his head during his last moment, but it didn't last very long at all. It's just as she said, he couldn't even count to three before his body went entirely limp.]
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I'll finish up. You shouldn't watch this part, so just go a little distance away, and I'll come find you.
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So, after a moment's pause, she nods.]
O-okay.
[She's not sure how far away is "a little distance" but she goes far enough away that she can't see either of them, putting her hands over her ears...]
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[ He says it gently, more gently than Ciel tends to speak, then waits until she's far enough away that Ciel is sure she won't see what happens. The sound will be a bit harder to block out, but he knows firsthand that it's seeing it that's the real problem.
He's standing a good distance away, because this is supposed to look like it could be Legion's work. Ciel is no sniper (far from it), but he's hoping that the only person that would be able to tell that this isn't a sniper's shot was Legion itself, whose word couldn't be trusted. Ciel just hunts for sport, as an English nobleman is expected to do. It's different, but with Sebastian's strict training? It's enough.
Ciel levels the shotgun easily, practiced and perfect, and though he's looking at Dipper's head as he aims, he tries to imagine something different. It's not a person. It's just game that he's hunting, as he's done many times before. He murmurs it under his breath, then pulls the trigger, and the shot hits perfectly where it's supposed to, with the recoil controlled well, despite Ciel's small, unassuming frame. He averts his eyes quickly, since there's something about knowing that this was someone's brother, a twin that—
He cuts the thought off quickly as he pulls the lever of the shotgun to pop out the shell, which he collects after a moment for it to cool. Ciel had watched Mabel leave, so it's easy to find her. He holds his shotgun in one hand, but then after a moment's hesitation, he offers his other hand for Mabel to take. ]
I'll walk you back. [ Which is all he says, at least to start ]