Day 6 - Vote Distribution

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

Santa: 2
Zelda: 2
Link: 2
Junpei: 2
Niles: 2
Snake: 2

Rosa Ushiromiya: 1
Ronove: 1
Rohan Kishibe: 1
Corrin: 1
Nijimura Okuyasu: 1
Ene: 1
Lotus: 1
Kyrie Ushiromiya: 1
June: 1
Mari Ohara: 1
Ronald McDonald: 1
Mary: 1
Clover: 1
Rhys: 1
Dee Reynolds: 1
Dennis Reynolds: 1
Yue Katou: 1

Eva Ushiromiya, Ib, and Simon Keyes did not receive any votes; however, they will find kits in their dressing rooms containing mild, unscented soaps and lotions, sterlie bandages for wrapping, and pamphlets describing tattoo aftercare.

Sophie, Aku, Charlie Kelly, Frank Reynolds, and Gorix get nothing.

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[jinglebros]

Mom. Are you missing your hubbie that much?

[ Oh look, it's a smartass here to join the party. Santa saunters over with his hands in his pockets, giving her a really weird look. ]

[meatitfeedson]

Yeah, don't tell him I was cheating, okay?

[She just looks up at him from her place on the floor with a little smirk, but keeps at it. You want to see a dead guy without any pants??]

[jinglebros]

[ He glances away and covers his eyes. ]

Ewww just set him on fire already jesus christ!

[meatitfeedson]

Don't you think we should see if there's anything important first? Everyone's asking about whether we can confirm people really died, and how, so here's our opportunity.

Not that setting him on fire is a bad idea.

[If Santa's grossed out, just think of how she feels, having to actually look and touch. And roll him over onto his stomach once his front's been looked over.]

[jinglebros]

Okay, okay....

How can I help?

[meatitfeedson]

Get something ready for his cremation, then? Pick a bottle or two we won't miss. And check if there's anything on the counter? There's some residue on his nose, but I don't think it's actually drugs.

[jinglebros]

Wouldn't be fucking surprised if it was. [ Santa goes and does the duties. ] ...looks like a bunch of sauce on the counter. What the hell?

[meatitfeedson]

...Sauce? As in, ketchup or something like that?

[What the fuck dude. She looks down at the body, checks the nose again and shakes her head.]

Well I'm not wasting my time on this bullshit then. [Although she's already seen more than she needed.] Either there was poison in it, or, even more likely, it's just not meant to be ingested like that.

[jinglebros]

More like special sauce from the looks of it.

[ Santa snorts. ]

Dumbass.

[meatitfeedson]

It makes it a little tough to feel sorry for him.

[She stands up, dusting off her knees.]

...You want to light him up?

[jinglebros]

[ Santa smirks wide. ]

This is why I like you better than Junpei.

[meatitfeedson]

We should get to have some fun, and he can't just sit around...

[It's time to drag this over to the dressing rooms. Which means first pulling the body through the halls, sorry everyone else.]

[jinglebros]

[ Santa tucks the bottles on top of the body and helps drag it along. ]

The guy doesn't deserve a viking funeral, but what else can we do?

[meatitfeedson]

It wasn't exactly a warrior's death, but then, we don't have a boat or an ocean, so it's a half-hearted viking funeral anyway.

Do you think we'll be able to get into his dressing room, or should we try somewhere else instead...?

[jinglebros]

We can get him there, but shouldn't we do it somewhere that won't possibly set everything else on fire...?

[meatitfeedson]

That's true...but we would still have to clean it up somewhere else. It would take half a day to burn completely, and even then some bones would still remain. Well, maybe there's a broom or shovel to help with that.

[jinglebros]

What, we can't leave it for someone else to clean up?

[meatitfeedson]

You just want the fun part, huh? Fine, fine, let's take it to the shower, we can put an "out of order" sign up until it gets cleaned up. Do you want to invite any friends?

[jinglebros]

I'll probably have a panic attack if I look at the body after, to be fucking honest.

I don't think anyone else wanted to deal with this.

[meatitfeedson]

--Why do you want to do it to begin with, then?

[jinglebros]

Because fire in the hole.

[meatitfeedson]

[She has to laugh, shaking her head.]

Well it's not my fault if you're traumatised then!

[But she will do something to help. When they make it to the shower room, the last stall seems like the best place, at least there's some chance the smell won't travel too far then. Dropping the body, she takes a bottle and hands another to Santa to crack open.]

[jinglebros]

I'll only be traumatized if I stare at the post-burn body. I know my limits.

[ He takes the bottle and starts pouring it on the body. Then he pauses. ]

Are we gonna smell like this guy now?

[meatitfeedson]

I would definitely recommend fumigating your clothes once he's been set ablaze. And a shower.

[After emptying her bottle and tossing it on the pile, she take a lighter from her pocket.]

Last chance to throw anything you don't want to ruin outside.

[jinglebros]

...I kind of want to save this shirt, but I also don't want my mom to see what I'm hiding with it.

[ h i c k e y s and s c r a t c h e s ahoy ]