[He seems like he means it. And really, he's so reluctant to let more than four syllables out at once. A genuine laugh might blow his lungs to bits.
Fukawa's mouth twists. Then she relents with a sigh, a hand to her head. This was going to be a gold medal headache, she could just tell.]
F-fine then. I don't know all the details. [For a number of reasons. Let's not open too many cans of worms at once, now.] But, basically, it was a sort of civil unrest. The kind that spreads like a virus. I think it started with a video? There was a st-student council meeting at this prestigious academy, and they were all f-forced to kill each other.
Um... [Okay, this part gets a little murky, and she's only an intern so she's not privy to the breadth of the information. She doesn't think she needs to use every detail. It's a complicated story, but surely she could break it into bullet points?] I...I th-think that tape of the murders was spread online. It caused an outrage, and the other students b-began to revolt. And...then the tape was manipulated. It would make you do crazy things. Some kind of subliminal messaging techniques? But, the r-result was, nearly all the remaining students killed themselves.
And from there... [She flinches. Starts biting at her thumb. There's a hangnail that needs working loose, anyway.] Well, it got online, and more people saw it, and they started revolting all over. And eventually, it was everywhere. P-people just succumbed to Despair. They started doing depraved things, overthrew their governments, destroyed their homes. The air is so polluted now, there's been tons of d-damage all over. I was just in a city where the k-kids all turned on the adults. They've been slaughtering them for fun, leaving th-their bodies in the streets.
[She could go on. There was the specificity of what happened to her, her classmates, their so-called sanctuary in the school. How that became the grounds for further bloodshed. It's not vital though, it's not the reason the world went to pot, and she can feel her throat closing up just thinking about it.
Fukawa pushes at the plush top of her chicken sandwich. The bread springs back up. It's getting cold, now.]
St-stupid to think it's all because of some b-big breasted, psycho bitch. She c-couldn't keep her insanity to herself. She wanted to t-take everyone down with her. Set up all the dominos and just t-tipped them over, like it was all some big game.
more spoilers, whoops (for real this time)
Fukawa's mouth twists. Then she relents with a sigh, a hand to her head. This was going to be a gold medal headache, she could just tell.]
F-fine then. I don't know all the details. [For a number of reasons. Let's not open too many cans of worms at once, now.] But, basically, it was a sort of civil unrest. The kind that spreads like a virus. I think it started with a video? There was a st-student council meeting at this prestigious academy, and they were all f-forced to kill each other.
Um... [Okay, this part gets a little murky, and she's only an intern so she's not privy to the breadth of the information. She doesn't think she needs to use every detail. It's a complicated story, but surely she could break it into bullet points?] I...I th-think that tape of the murders was spread online. It caused an outrage, and the other students b-began to revolt. And...then the tape was manipulated. It would make you do crazy things. Some kind of subliminal messaging techniques? But, the r-result was, nearly all the remaining students killed themselves.
And from there... [She flinches. Starts biting at her thumb. There's a hangnail that needs working loose, anyway.] Well, it got online, and more people saw it, and they started revolting all over. And eventually, it was everywhere. P-people just succumbed to Despair. They started doing depraved things, overthrew their governments, destroyed their homes. The air is so polluted now, there's been tons of d-damage all over. I was just in a city where the k-kids all turned on the adults. They've been slaughtering them for fun, leaving th-their bodies in the streets.
[She could go on. There was the specificity of what happened to her, her classmates, their so-called sanctuary in the school. How that became the grounds for further bloodshed. It's not vital though, it's not the reason the world went to pot, and she can feel her throat closing up just thinking about it.
Fukawa pushes at the plush top of her chicken sandwich. The bread springs back up. It's getting cold, now.]
St-stupid to think it's all because of some b-big breasted, psycho bitch. She c-couldn't keep her insanity to herself. She wanted to t-take everyone down with her. Set up all the dominos and just t-tipped them over, like it was all some big game.