future is now more like future is wow

[resonantblue]

Who: fin and visitors?
Where: FIN DORM
When: Day 165, post-game

[how'd that game treat you? or, for those who didn't go, how did NOT going to that game treat you?]

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[And waiting until she comes inside. He's not moving from his makeshift position on a whole bunch of cube chairs pushed together]

Already making the rounds. You work fast.

[rollplayinghouse]

Well, most of my rounds are here, so...

[distributes her things on the cube table. there's a large thermos of tea, cups, and a few packages of what appear to be freeze-dried mango, strawberries and tangerine.]

Would you like some tea?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Shifts to cross his arms behind his head so he can get a better look at what's going on.]

If you're offering.

[rollplayinghouse]

[pours him a cup and slides it across the table closer to him]

You can also have some fruit, if you want.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Pass.

[He touches the sides of the cup to tell how hot it is before carefully picking it up and balancing it, still without moving from his half lying down position.]

You said your memory answered some questions.

[rollplayinghouse]

...Yeah. Well, it posed a lot more questions too, but...

I must not have killed X. It was later, and I was searching C's dorm room, with our detective. We found a bunch of stuff, including a "will" he'd left. It seemed like he was dead. So... either C was actually the culprit, or...

[...]

It sounded like he had some kind of plan, which X agreed with. It wouldn't make sense if he just expected to be executed. So... maybe he was actually the victim, in that trial. And it was X in the Exisal.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...

What does that even get you?

If you guess wrong, then all of you die. And it's very easy to guess wrong if you don't know who is actually dead.

[rollplayinghouse]

I don't know, exactly. A lot of things about it don't make a lot of sense.

But it's the first idea I've had that makes the Exisal thing make even a little bit of sense. Hiding in it, pretending to be both of them... There's no reason for it if it was just C, like we thought. And C wasn't the mastermind, like we thought. So something else weird was going on.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

But you now think you didn't kill X? And that X was alive the whole time.

[rollplayinghouse]

Well, I wasn't executed, and neither was everyone else. And it definitely sounded like the killing game was still going. So whatever I did, I didn't count as the culprit for that trial.

Also... I mentioned that "X believed C. This killing game only makes sense if there's an audience." And it seemed like C had some kind of plan. So... maybe X was helping him, somehow?

[She is clearly straining to work this out too.]

...There was one more thing. The reason the audience thing was hard to believe is that we thought we were "all that's left of humanity." C said that in the memory of his that Silence saw, too.

That also... answers some questions. About why I thought everything was so pointless.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So you were basically taken from an murdergame spin-off to be cast on this murdergame show. Is that what I'm hearing?

[rollplayinghouse]

...Probably.

I'm not sure how that interacts with supposedly being the only people left after humanity was killed off by a virus. I guess it's possible they just fed us that information for the sake of drama. But I don't think I would have believed something like that without a really good reason.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

It's not so hard to imagine that if they controlled the whole setting, they could think of something believable.

[rollplayinghouse]

Yeah, that's true...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Puts his tea on the ground and motions for her to come closer]

[rollplayinghouse]

...

[She comes around the table to stand by his shoulders.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Good enough. Pulls her down on top of him]

[rollplayinghouse]

Ah—

[She ends up sprawled over him awkwardly, but after a moment she huffs and re-orients herself so she has one leg thrown over his and is leaning against his shoulder.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wraps an arm around her waist and picks up the conversation as if there wasn't even a pause]

Most of your rounds, huh?

Who else are you visiting?

[rollplayinghouse]

[...]

[well, alright. she settles in, draping an arm across his]

Well, I obviously need to try to get some information out of C. Griffin also got C's memory, I think, but it was before Silence did and he didn't mention anything about the last remnants of humanity part. So I probably want to... clarify that with him.

Neither of those things need to happen right now. Mostly I was worried about Silence and Angel.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Silence he understands. Deeply]

Why are you worried about Angel?

[rollplayinghouse]

...I'm pretty sure she got the same memory I did, near the end.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

... Which was?

[rollplayinghouse]

...

[turns a little more into him, voice lower and without inflection]

It belonged to a girl on Wild City, apparently. She was one of a bunch of people who could transform into various kinds of animal monsters... a friend of hers got attacked by some kind of bird man. Strangled and guts torn out. She transformed and bit the bird man and freed him, but... he was really injured. He was slowly healing, but... he didn't want "them to fix him."

He asked her to eat him. She'd apparently promised to do it in that kind of situation. So she did.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

...










Ah. I see.