GORE SUICIDE AND HANGING AND UHH TROPHY BEING EPIC

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Test tube Pov.

"Suitcase, Baseball, Nickel.... I need you all to calm down-"

"How the hell can I calm down!? I'M A MURDER!!" Nickel barked back.
Baseball nudged more towards him, trying to comfort Nickel.

He was failing, but the attempt was nice.

Suitcase wasn't told what happened, only that Balloon died.
Infact, no one saw Balloon's current state except Nickel, Oj, Paper and me.

"You... What?"

Oh dear, if suitcase goes mad over this... I don't know what to do.

"T-that's not what happened! I know you're dealing with this differently but Nickel didn't kill Balloon." Nickel might have been one of the reasons, but he didn't actively do any harm to him.

I didn't want to tell them what I just found out... Not yet.

"Hey Testy tube? What did happen? If... Well... Nickel's like 'this'"
Baseball turns his gaze towards me. I didn't know how to respond to this at all.

"Alright what the fuck happened here... Holy shit who died?"(Balloon lol) Trophy had just walked up the stairs, Snickering that last remark.

"Can't you see?! Not the time Trophy!" I almost yell back at him.

"Wait... Oh fuck..." Suddenly he realized that he accidentally made a joke... A bad one."Open the door I need to see." Trophy came closer holding his hand out.

"Fine, whatever. Just don't blame me for therapy." I hand Trophy the keys for him to open the door. Suitcase, Nickel and Baseball were still all on the floor. I mean, I would too... If I was Normal... Not, like this...

"Wh..." That was my reaction too, first seeing, this...

"Holy shit heh... Oh fuck no sorry I'm not a psycho I just laugh when nervous... This... God..."

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Baseball Pov.

"It's my fault. You don't know how he died, you wouldn't know what I'm talking about. I'M his reason. I should take responsibility."

"Nickel... You don't mean... He..."

Balloon wouldn't commit... You know... He wouldn't right?

Right?

"Balloon committed suicide..." Nickel muttered, but loud enough to be heard by Suitcase.

I didn't want to believe it, surely he can be brought back right?

I don't believe it.

But apparently she did.

"Balloon... K-killed himself?" Suitcase's voice was shaky, full with worry.

The door slammed open, Trophy being the one to break the news.

"He's alive dumbasses."

"H-huh!? H-he is!?" Suitcase choked out. Her face suddenly full of hope.

"But I saw him, his face, the spear, the rope, everything! How!?"
Nickel was wailing at this point. I barely understood what he said.

"Yeah, and? Doesn't mean he actually died... That's probably why Mephone didn't get a notification. He only had one arm, so it would've been harder to kill himself anyways... In short, he failed."

"I need to see him, I-" Suitcase tried to get up, rushing to the door before getting knocked down by Trophy.

"Idiot! From what Paper said, Nickel was gagging at the sight! How will you react!?" Trophy spouted, wait... Nickel?

...

"Nickel... How bad did it look?" I ask.

"One arm was gone, half of his f-face popped, not fully, his e-eyes were bleeding, h-his wrist was b-breaking, a-and-"

Nickel tried to wipe his tears, I've never seen him so vulnerable before. His stuttering was major, he was shaking like crazy... He seems so... Different.

"His o-only hand hung from the ceiling, there were cuts all over his body..." He finished.

"Now Suitcase, do you really wanna see that!?" Trophy said, looking at suitcase who was verbally traumatized" No, exactly."

No words were said... After that at least

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So apparently the image didn't appear to some people so it's at the bottom (GORE SUICIDE HANGING)