[Preoccupied with trying to forcefully shove Karamatsu's forearm between his teeth, Ichimatsu doesn't even screech as they're scooped up and tossed. All he can do is register the lift-off and prepare himself for the sweet embrace of d e a t h]
[But, fuck. Of course the fall wouldn't kill him. Of course Karamatsu had to absorb most of the impact with that enormous head of his. Ichimatsu lies hopelessly on the ground -- ah, even the slimes, his final bastion of hope, are melting before his eyes -- and allows his twin to get up and play chicken with that steroid-loaded asshole. Whatever... it's your ass on the line, Shittymatsu. He doesn't even care anymore. He can lie here and will himself to death.]
[On this hard, lumpy jungle floor.]
... nn?
[Ichimatsu shoots up. He's just barely noticing, but he'd been draped over....]
1/2
[But, fuck. Of course the fall wouldn't kill him. Of course Karamatsu had to absorb most of the impact with that enormous head of his. Ichimatsu lies hopelessly on the ground -- ah, even the slimes, his final bastion of hope, are melting before his eyes -- and allows his twin to get up and play chicken with that steroid-loaded asshole. Whatever... it's your ass on the line, Shittymatsu. He doesn't even care anymore. He can lie here and will himself to death.]
[On this hard, lumpy jungle floor.]
... nn?
[Ichimatsu shoots up. He's just barely noticing, but he'd been draped over....]