["Not today" wasn't a valid response, huh? Because not long after, Jesse finds himself in complete darkness. He looks around, and there's just nothing for a moment, until he backs up and trips––over nothing in reality, but to Jesse, it's someone familiar. She looks exactly as she did when he found her dead, and she's not alone.
cw descriptions of gore / overdose / emetophobia / body horrorPeople he knows and saw get shot in the chest, or had their head crushed by an ATM, or were dissolved in acid. People he doesn't know, only recognizable by charred skin and the smell of jet fuel. Of course, Jane Margolis, eyes partially open and bile still lingering on her mouth, takes the majority of his focus.
All of it is his fault. Jesse tears up, staring forward with his clouded over eyes.]
[He thinks he hears somebody familiar...yeah, that's Soujuurou, isn't it? Even knowing that though...(8)]
No. It is. Even if they ain't here, they're...they're dead for real. [A few tears fall down as the thought crosses his mind: Maybe he doesn't deserve to get out of this.]
[Can he really keep going? He's had the nerve to try and look out for other people despite knowing who he is, consider them friends even. Soujuurou doesn't know that Jesse's girlfriend died because of him, or that he's made and dealt drugs for years. What right does he have to call him a friend? Hasn't Jesse already decided that he's a bad person?
But then––
Soujuurou says that so sincerely.
Oh right, the riddle. Having courage and all that. Can Jesse really say all that and then cry like a little bitch over some zombies that skeleton Pharaoh Jigsaw is showing him?
––wait, he didn't even tell Soujuurou what that meant!]
[ soujuurou takes the slap on the shoulder with no problem, only staring owlishly at jesse.
in reality, it’s not like he really knows what balls means in this context. he knows it’s not a ball you would use in sports, which means that it had to be some sort of lingo. ]
I thought it was your slang for something like courage. Was I close?
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People he knows and saw get shot in the chest, or had their head crushed by an ATM, or were dissolved in acid. People he doesn't know, only recognizable by charred skin and the smell of jet fuel. Of course, Jane Margolis, eyes partially open and bile still lingering on her mouth, takes the majority of his focus.All of it is his fault. Jesse tears up, staring forward with his clouded over eyes.]
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he approaches him, talking in a dull tone. ]
Jesse. Jesse, please. It’s alright. This isn’t real.
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No. It is. Even if they ain't here, they're...they're dead for real. [A few tears fall down as the thought crosses his mind: Maybe he doesn't deserve to get out of this.]
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[ what was that thing that he said? what was it that he said!?
oh, right!
he grabs jesse by his shoulders, saying in the most sincere tone he can muster: ]
You need to have balls! You can do this, Jesse!
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But then––
Soujuurou says that so sincerely.
Oh right, the riddle. Having courage and all that. Can Jesse really say all that and then cry like a little bitch over some zombies that skeleton Pharaoh Jigsaw is showing him?
––wait, he didn't even tell Soujuurou what that meant!]
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[Jesse just starts laughing, because how the hell can he not when Soujuurou is sincerely yelling at him to have balls.]
(and got a nat 20 while doing so you cannot make this shit up)
You're right, mountain man. Oh my god, dude, I didn't even tell you what that friggin' meant and you got me! That takes massive balls!
[Jesse gives him a light friendly punch on the shoulder, still chuckling at that.]
Come on, let's get that skeleton bitch!
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in reality, it’s not like he really knows what balls means in this context. he knows it’s not a ball you would use in sports, which means that it had to be some sort of lingo. ]
I thought it was your slang for something like courage. Was I close?
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[Jesse starts to stand up in order to actually get ready to fight aforementioned skeleton bitch.]
Usually you gotta go for the head on a zombie, so I’m guessing we wanna do the same to scramble fake Atem over there.
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[ but he looks at atem and mafuyu fighting and something swells in him, cold and hot and somewhat ugly. ]
I think I have an idea. I think you’d call it a… trick under my sleeve?
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[When Soujuurou mentions a trick up his sleeve, Jesse’s eyes light up.]
You got a plan! Now that’s what I’m talking about! … What’s the plan?