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sevenvices2016-04-04 05:28 pm
vicedirector) wrote in sevenvices2016-04-04 05:28 pm
week 8
 21 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 Katerina's 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 boathouse and lake up North Anyone looking for them will also find that Alisha's spear and Sadie's earmuffs are now gone. >Mingle? This is Week 8'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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[Because Stormfly is super important to Astrid so obviously the Viking would make sure her scaly companion is comfortable. BUT ALSO, ESPECIALLY BECAUSE OF WHAT HAPPENED TO POOR ASTRID THIS PAST WEEKEND.]
Though...at the cost of being a bit hypocritical, please do not choose this week to be the one that you finally start sticking to a proper, nightly sleeping schedule.
[He likes Astrid? Not the same way that he likes Alisha but he doesn't want to see Astrid die either. Or Bill, for that matter.]
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I gave her lots of snacks when we were checking her room out.
[And sitting back again, he tilts his head.]
Why's that? Not that I have any plans to. I've slept all week and this is going to be my first sleep over, I don't wanna sleep a wink for it! It's gonna be a blast and if I'm sleeping, I'll miss out on that!
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[Really, Stormfly? That's all it takes to win you over???]
[Faize would address that issue, but BILL HAD TO ASK WHY SO, sorry you're getting a serious conversation instead. Shouldn't the "why" go without saying, Bill? Faize goes quiet, looking a little downcast.]
Because I do not wish to see you or Astrid die this week. [Or at all, but one week at a time.] And...one of the flaws in the "buddy system" is the fact sleep is necessary during the most crucial hours.
[Only one of them, though. There are other, bigger flaws that he's not going to elaborate on but he's definitely thinking them.]
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But no, the why does indeed go without saying. But he's going to ask the why of things anyway.]
Well don't you worry none. I won't sleep a wink, and neither of us are gonna leave that room without the other Friday morning! So if either of us get killed we'll be killed together.
[Wow that's totally comforting huh?]
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Please do not say something like that so lightly, Bill. That would be...the worst outcome of all, it's hardly something to joke about.
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Sorry, sorry. We'll be fine, promise. Come Friday morning we'll be out there investigating with everyone else, you'll see! Cause you're gonna be there too, right?
[If he's not allowed to die, you're not allowed to die.]
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Of course. My stance on dying has not changed since last you asked me.
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[He's always gonna be glad to hear that. You have to stick around, alright? Gotta.]
Oh, I never did ask, did'ja need something in particular? I just dragged you in and we started talking about me and my room hah! You doing alright and all that?
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I am...managing well enough. [At least he's stopped trying to lie and say he's fine? That's gotta count for something, even if "managing" doesn't really tell the whole story.] But, no I do not need anything. Much the opposite, actually. I came here make sure that you are faring well. This last trial seemed to hit you harder than all the others before it.
[You actually stopped using nicknames, it was weird.]
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Bill falls pretty silent at that, smile falling right along with it. Ugh...you noticed? And you came here to ask him how he's doing?
What a great guy you are, huh? After a moment his expression twists a little, and it's obvious he's not...actually sure how to answer that question.]
Death's not exactly a new experience for me. I've seen loads of people die before.
[That's not saying whether he's okay or not though.]
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[But even so, it's still going to take time.]
Of course. I have no doubt that someone who has lived around mortals as long as you have has long since stopped counting. But... it's different when it's someone you care about.
[Bill doesn't really have to answer the question directly. Faize can tell from that answer alone that the answer is "I'm not okay".]
[Well, that and the fact that BILL of all people is staying in his room and ACTUALLY FUCKING SLEEPING.]
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Don't talk like you know him though! You don't know him! He's not that predictable or obvious!]
Things would be so much easier if they'd left my body alone. You don't care when you're just energy.
[And he...really looks like he hates it. This "caring" thing. He lays back on the bed with a sound of frustration, glaring at the ceiling instead.]
Actually everything would be easier. Do you know how quickly I coulda gotten us outta this mess if I was still me? None of this would even be a problem. I could just snap my fingers and bam, done, nothing's keeping us here. Miata and Katerina and whoever else wouldn't have had a chance. And then after that it'd be like...where you guys wanna go? Wanna go back home? No problem! Wanna explore the universe? I can do that! I can do anything!
[Do you know how awful this is, Faize? It's the worst! Literally the worst!]
But no, instead I'm stuck in this fragile body and all I can do is fly and I have to put up with all these...feelings. All this stupid attachment. You guys are the worst.
[And after that comes a long "pppppbbbbbttttttt" noises of him blowing a raspberry at no one and rubbing his face with his left hand. Though that comes to a stop so he can add:]
You're the worst because I like you. It's a good thing, don't take that the wrong way.
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[Faize is quiet as he listens, face unreadable. This is...kinda sad, really. He had no fucking clue just how deep the side effects of shoving Bill into a human meatsack ran. Until now, it's mostly just been...exasperatingly comical. Like dealing with a toddler. Okay well...a little easier than dealing with an actual toddler, since at least Bill's mind remained more or less the same. Developed enough to make him rational, and therefore less infuriating, despite his wide-eyed wonder and lack of common sense.]
[But this is different. Everything Bill is saying just strikes him as so wrong and unfair. Not that anything about this situation has ever been fair. And Faize...Faize has no idea what to say to any of this. Especially not when he kind of agrees: emotions are terrible. It's hard to function logically when you have to "put up with all these...feelings," as Bill so aptly put it.]
I could never take that as anything other than a compliment, frankly. I try not to give others a reason to dislike me. [Because he likes people, despite how detached he seems most of the time.] Though... I will, at least, apologize for putting you in such a difficult position, emotionally.
[HE'S SORRY HE GAVE YOU A FEEL?]
But...it will not be this way forever. All we must do is figure out a way to end this "game", and you will surely be returned to your original state of being. And we will certainly have need of your abilities at that point. So...take it one day at a time, until then? I'm afraid I have no real advice to offer beyond that, as this is admittedly an area in which I also find myself struggling. I believe this is, unfortunately, one of those situations that a friend once described as "something only you can find the answer to".
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Eh...it's not your fault. It's whoever did this to me that should be apologizing. This borderline cruel. Sure I'm appreciative of the three dimensional body - it's way better than being stuck as just some flat apparition people can only see in their mind - but honestly...
[It's the worst. The absolute worst. But "something only he can find an answer to" huh...]
You think we'll--
[He'd tried sitting up as he started talking, hissing though as he pulls his right arm in close to his body. Right, that thing's useless. He laughs it off.]
Think we'll be able to find a way to end this game before we're down to the last seven?
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It is difficult to know how to end something, or indeed, what the best out come is, when you do not even know how it started in the first place.
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[It's a pensive sort of hum, and he can't help but rub his chin thoughtfully on all of this.]
Yeah...if people could just stop murdering that'd be one thing. Just stop looking at the motives? Or maybe if we threatened to kill the entire group they'd step back. Not actually do it, mind you, but put the people in charge in a desperate situation. "Free us or we kill all of us and you won't have us to play with anymore." Sure there's that two kill rule, but if we divide it up well enough that won't be a problem and it'd be easy to argue, you know? Bet we could have 'em scared with something like that.