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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Comments

[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 ]

[meatitfeedson]

Well that just makes me want to know!

[jinglebros]

You'll regret it if you do! Way TMI!

[meatitfeedson]

You're underestimating me.

[Anyway they should cover their noses and mouths for the smoke, so she's tossing her jacket and tie out into the hall and propping up her collar to hold over her mouth before letting the lighter's flame catch on Frank's clothes.]

[jinglebros]

[ He ends up keeping the shirt so he can use the collar in the same way she's used hers, taking a moment to regret and mourn the loss of one he actually liked. OH FUCKING WELL SANTA MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE VOLUNTEERED TO HELP SET A BODY ON FIRE THEN ]

Whoa, he's really going up!

[ Backing up quick ]

[meatitfeedson]

Two liters of alcohol will do that!

[She doesn't step away though, if it gets out of hand she needs to turn the shower on, not run off and let it spread. Luckily the shower's tiling should help with that, it's not like tile's exactly flammable. But it would be best to at least keep things contained to the stall, so despite the flames she reaches a foot in to kick his arm further into the stall. And shakes her foot out to make sure she's not on fire too because of it.]

[jinglebros]

Maybe we should have brought buckets, uh!

[ SANTA IS STARTING TO REGRET ]

[meatitfeedson]

It's fine - I'll hang around and make sure it doesn't get out of control, but really it could keep smoldering here all day and it wouldn't leave the area. Not without a source of fuel to follow.

We could roast marshmallows or something. I'm sure they'd taste great.

[jinglebros]

This is, uh - actually pretty horrifying. You know?

[ YEAH HE'S REALLY REGRETTING ACTUALLY ]

[meatitfeedson]

Didn't I tell you?

[Boy this is not her first burning body, come back when you watch someone decompose in acid... Not that she isn't sympathetic to it though, so she takes him by the arm to turn them around back toward the door.]

Let's get out of here then, I'll just check in again later. The smell's not going to be pleasant either, we don't need you puking.

[jinglebros]

[ Santa mutters things about how he's a stupid asshole and basically drags her out with how quick he absconds. ]

[meatitfeedson]

[He's a fool, but at least he gave her something else to talk about, so they can quick change the subject to help? She stoops to retrieve her jacket on the way past it.]

So tell me what you could possibly be hiding under your shirt? Not a new tattoo, I take it? If it's one of those "MOM" ones with a heart, I'll be flattered.

[jinglebros]

No way. No more tattoos for the rest of my life. [ Santa smells the collar of his shirt and whines a bit. ] One second -

[ And off to a corner to throw up! ]

[meatitfeedson]

[SHE JUST TOLD HIM NOT TO DO THAT-

But if that's what's happening, she's a good friend and holds his hair back.]

It's - yeah, it's pretty awful. I should have given you more warning.

[jinglebros]

[ It takes him a minute to manage talking again but he wipes his mouth when he's done and tries. ]

I was kind of lying back there. I didn't want to see it. I just wanted to make sure you weren't alone for it.

[ He knows how awful it is actually. ]

[meatitfeedson]

--Aoi. You don't have to worry about me, I can take care of things just fine. And if something goes wrong I can go running and screaming for help.

[jinglebros]

Yeah, I get that now.

[ Super Regret ]