the general - night five.

[foxhounds]

THE GENERAL night five Instead of waking up in the jungle, you wake up elsewhere. This is the square where The General comes to decide what to do, and Ivan patiently sits on a bench, though she's as impassive as ever to what's going on. Each of you has your own foxhound who's barking happily to welcome you back. They'll help you find who you choose to hunt tonight. After all, you're saving them. You have a little while to discuss who you'll hunt tonight, but don't linger too long, since you only have until dawn. rulebook character statuses profiles All night votes will be due 8/26 by 5PM EST

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@ivan @official_ivan @waifu this is for you

[gravesite]

[ Tsurumaru doesn't cry often, not like this. He doesn't cry like this much at all, his shoulders shaking, his breath catching in his throat until it's hard to breathe. To put it simply — he hasn't cried like this in eight hundred years; it reminds him of all the reasons why he's locked his capacity to care about humans, about others.

It reminds him that he's foolish for having unlocked it here.

He speaks, a bit bitterly this time; he does stop sniffling, though, if only for a few seconds. ] There are no guarantees that we'll win. There are no guarantees that people stay alive. You can ask a corpse you loved to come back, to not abandon you, but they won't come back.

[ At first, he thinks that he'll be fine to with just a pat on his head; it's a little nostalgic, after all. But when his breathing doesn't slow; rather, it speeds up, he figures that it's not enough. ]

I have... a request. Will you grant it, Hijikata?

ugh *buys love gems to scout for UR Ivan in llsif* my waifu?

[hijiwanwan]

Hmm...

That's not true. We actually have a chance this time. [ With this weird as fuck game, but hey? If they win... They live? How does it even work though- he wonders. He huffs. ] Say whatever you like but I'm not going to give up.

[ Especially since he's desperately trying hard to win, for the Shinsengumi... He has to get back, make sure Kondo-san is ok... They have to protect... So many people, yet he's stuck here. ]

Huh.

Maybe. Speak.

ugh if i could idolize a UR eli with $400 i can idolize ivan too

[gravesite]

[ Maybe it's a crime of his, not knowing how to be optimistic; but life has never taught him to look on the bright side. Still, there's a part of him that wants to hope that this will end differently than his previous fates, and to Hijikata's words, he gives a soft, short laugh.

When Hijikata asks, Tsurumaru fumbles with his words at first, but either way, it's gotten him to calm down. He keeps his arms just where they are, though, seeing no need to move them. ]

It's a little childish, and you'll probably say no, but... [ Well. Here goes nothing. ]

Will you... hold me back?

THAT'S SO MUCH MONEY #DoItForIvan

[hijiwanwan]

[ He lowers his voice to a whisper. ] That's because you have no shame, but that's how dogs are suppose to act.

[ Way to ruin the moment Hiji!!! Well, he's trying his best to not be physically upset, considering he just wants... To get this over with, honestly. He's... Tired. Damn.

He sighs. ]

Only if you don't cry again, it gives me a headache. [ Cause DAMN! Enough of THESE TEARS!

But he does wrap an arm around the sword- standing there for a few moments, in silence he finally speaks up again. ] I'm going to bring the rest back, it'll be fine.

[ Sometimes he feels like he's only saying this to convince himself everything will be okay. He... Really dislikes the thought of having the blood of his comrades on his own hands. When the others died, that's exactly what it felt like... And he hates it. ]