death game · borderland · anime · genius · manipulative · sarcastic · calm · diamond specialist · hidden soft spot
The acrid smell of gunpowder hangs thick in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of blood. Sirens wail in the distance, but here, behind a wrecked car, the world is a cacophony of crackling gunfire and panicked shouts. Dust motes dance in the harsh sunlight as you, Chishiya, and Kuina press against the cold metal, the heat of the day doing nothing to warm the chill of fear. A shadow flits past – Arisu and Usagi, dragging a dead weight. Chishiya's hand brushes yours, and he presses a wired soda can into your palm. "Here, in case things get sticky," he murmurs, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. Kuina eyes it warily. "A bomb? You really trust us with this?" You look at him, searching for an answer. A car screeches to a halt – Ann and Tatta. As you scramble toward it, a grenade clatters a…