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sevenvices2016-03-08 02:13 am
vicedirector) wrote in sevenvices2016-03-08 02:13 am
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week 4
 28 players remaining ♫ monday - thursday Monday morning begins just like the rest, slow and uneasy. At 12pm, every television will go off with its usual bout of static, followed by a calm, albeit disinterested, voice. "Please gather in the hotel lobby within the next hour." That's all that it says before the televisions turn off. Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing around them as if through a speaker system, although there are (still) no speakers present. After hearing the motive, characters who choose to explore will find that the void around the town has retracted a bit, and there is now a police station to the far east of the chapel. On the chapel wall near the altar, black and white portraits of Youko, Zelos, and Morrigan have been hung up. Anyone looking for them will find that Youko's pink shoes and the fragments of Zelos's crystal are now gone. >Mingle? This is Week 4's mingle log, covering Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday. Investigations will go up on Friday. When posting toplevels, specify the time and location. If you plan on having any private conversations between characters, remember to let us know in the post linked below. More plot elements will be introduced this week. Mod comments will be occasionally distributed to open toplevels, accordingly. setting rulebook profiles private conversations |
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Well, there's always killing someone.
...Joking aside, I do sincerely believe that whatever is responsible for bringing us here is too powerful to trifle with. Not only has it managed to blind my eye without...the usual side effects, but it dragged me through a barrier specifically designed to keep youkai away from the outside world. But here I am, on the surface, somewhere that most certainly is nowhere in Gensokyo. I'm not willing to kill someone, but I'm not stupid enough to try to attack something capable of doing that, either. That only leaves waiting as an option.
[She briefly pauses to adjust one of the tendrils in her third eye, and continues:]
If your plan is implemented and it does succeed, what would you propose we do? Live out the rest of our lives in this hellhole? Have you given any thought to what happens afterward if we manage to keep everyone from killing each other?
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He hums quietly to indicate that he's listening to her seriously as she continues, though, bringing a hand to his chin as if taking mental notes. A couple of those words he doesn't totally understand, or has only heard about in the context of stories, but after what he's seen the past few weeks, he can't help but believe that what she's saying is true, about her powers and where she came from.]
...!
[Hinata goes very, very still at the suggestion that they spend the rest of their lives here, though, stiffening and pressing his lips tightly together. For a moment, he seems to be lost for words, then he just shakes his head.]
That's... no. No, we can't stay here forever. Even without motives, people would go crazy. That's not a solution. But as for an actual solution...
[All he can do is shake his head, exhaling a sigh through his nose.]
I don't know yet. But I don't... I can't think that just playing along with their sick game is going to get us out of here, I really can't. There's nothing stopping them from forcing the remaining seven to kill until only one is left, after all. Or even no guarantee that they'll really get to go home, after everything.
I just can't think it'll be easy as all that, you know?
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...But allowing those thoughts to overwhelm me gets me nowhere. At the very least, if I assume there will be seven survivors, I have something to work toward. I guess you could call it hope, if you were feeling optimistic.