For lastvoyages: Twenty-Seventh Vision [private video+spam]

[can_has_vodka]

(Backdated to Saturday)

 [private to Touko]
Miss Fukawa dear, this is your new Warden checking in on you. I noticed that troubling broadcast earlier and wanted to make certain you were all right.

[spam for pub]
[Arkady is now fussing around with several crockpots' worth of egg nog. She seems determined to fatten everyone up for winter.]

Comments

[omaera]

Of course I wouldn't, dumbass! That's the whole fucking point! Who wants sympathy in a shitty world like this? And who's so innocent, either? Maizono, Kuwabata, Oowada, that dumb bitch Celes -- they all chose their victims knowing exactly what they were doing! Not to mention your sweet little Miss G-S. Have you ever seen her use those scissors? It's pretty fucking hot!

[can_has_vodka]

[Arkady winces slightly, but it's not from the barrage of offenses.]

You don't need redemption. You need a rubber room and a ball gag.

[omaera]

Heh -- is that your way of saying you've given up on me? That's so sad to hear. No it's not! I'm really depressed now. No I'm not!

Don't worry: you'll have Junko Enoshima in your life for a long time yet!

[can_has_vodka]

Are you done babbling yet? [Arkady's starting to look bored.] Actually no, I won't have to in my life. Once I graduate my third I'm going home. But you? Well, even if someone figures out how to treat your raving insanity, you'll still be a murderous, self-deluding little cow.

I don't have to believe that you can be redeemed. You're not my responsibility, thank the Admiral for small favors. Frankly I think you should have been tossed into the void instead of given a second chance, but...it's not my decision.