[Cohen, from the chest up, takes up most of the frame. He's covered in flecks of drying plaster, and stained with something brownish-red and something else that's sickly orange-yellow. What looks like slimy candle wax has left a sheen on his shoulder, hands and sleeves. It's cooled fat.
He's wearing a black and gold
rabbit mask. Behind it, his
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I believe that the threat is neccessary to put my message across.
[...not exactly the way he would usually phrase it, but it's an odd sort of day.]
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[Glaaaaaaare.]
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However, your own message is completely irrelevant. Tell me: whose bodily fluids are those?
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Oh my god.
[Unable to tear his eyes off the grotesque statue, Gil swallows audibly, reaching up to tug at his shirt collar. He still has no idea that he is on air, but it would hardly make any difference; you can easily tell that he is scared out of his wits just by the tone of his voice.]
What have you done?
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[Yeah, Cohen pretty much registered how scared Gil is and then didn't pay much attention to the words. But the fear sure gets a thumbs up! Figuratively.]
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[He shivers, just a little bit.]
Is that really a man in there?
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Is everybody here too dense to realise that that is the entire point of my message?!
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[Cohen looks around, giving equal time to the possibility that the voice comes from his room as he does to the probability that it came from his comm'. He didn't quite catch the wording, but he hopes it's someone promising not to make the same mistake as Bhamba~!]
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...What in God's name did you do t'him.
[It's a statement because he doesn't want to know the answer, not really.]
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[No truth event needed; he wants to show this off.]
Now others can learn a valuable lesson from him.
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Someone has been telling me that I will die, horribly; I dealt with him exactly as he deserved.
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The expression of curiosity changes into a delighted sadistic grin. He actually laughs a little.]
Good riddance to stupid waste!
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[Cohen moves the screen a little more, the better to let Haru see the plastered man. He's always happy for people to view his art~
The mask leaves his mouth visible; it's widening into a grin that matches Haru's pretty well, although this narration will go ahead and assume that if Haru's ever so much as looked at a toothbrush then his will be dentally in better shape.]
Now his death can serve as an example to others!
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