Broacasted memories catchall post

[afailedmurder]

Who: Whoever is brave/crazy/cheap enough to go for the memory broadcast option
Where: A screen near you
When: Day 2, post-game-ish

Comments

[criminaljustice]

Trying out the weapons?

[look, he's gotta ask. also knowing how to use weaponry would be kinda cool? albeit. very questionable]

[rollplayinghouse]

Not really. I looked through some of them, but mostly I was just watching the door.

[criminaljustice]

Watching the door? Expecting someone to come through it?

[rollplayinghouse]

...I think I was trying to keep someone from coming through it. I was guarding the room.

[criminaljustice]

... were you scared?

[rollplayinghouse]

Not exactly. I was... worried, and tense. But I was determined that no one would get inside.

[criminaljustice]

[sounds close enough to what he was thinking.]

... doesn't sound like a good situation.

[rollplayinghouse]

Yeah.

Also, I definitely know how to use knives, and it's possible I can use some of those other weapons too.

[criminaljustice]

[.... bad. ass.

i mean, no.

except yeah.]

Might come in handy, unfortunately. More than coffee-making, anyway.

[rollplayinghouse]

That's true. [voice cool and realistic.]

I'm not sure what that tells me about myself, though. Being a barista seems nicer.

[criminaljustice]

It's very misleading.

... not about being a barista being a nice job but... my situation in general. With something hanging over my head the whole time.

It doesn't really compare to yours, though.

[rollplayinghouse]

What kind of something?

[criminaljustice]

... it probably didn't come across on the broadcast, but... remembering it. When Sakura-san was scolding me, I was biting my tongue the whole time. Like I wanted to say something about being made out like a criminal but I knew it'd be pointless.

It felt like I'd done it a lot at that point. I just went with what he said to keep the peace.

[rollplayinghouse]

Do you think you actually did all that stuff on your profile after all?

[criminaljustice]

... I was convicted of a crime, but I don't think I'm guilty.

But there was no point in arguing about it--I didn't have anywhere else to go.

[shakes his head]

I don't know what to think about the rest.

[rollplayinghouse]

Hm. I guess there are worse places to be, but it’s hard to not have someone who trusts you, regardless.

[criminaljustice]

And one screw up can have you locked up.

[... bad thought: what if he screwed up and this is it?]

It could be worse, you're right. Still.

[rollplayinghouse]

Yeah. Sorry, I guess it’s not that nice.

...You still seem like a nice person, though.

[criminaljustice]

[ok that gets a small smile.]

Thanks.

... I can get why you wouldn't want people to know about that sort of memory, but... I mostly see it as you being strong and determined in a troubling situation. That seems to match with the person I've been getting to know.

[rollplayinghouse]

...You're definitely a nice person.

But I'm worried about the situation, and exactly what I was determined to do. I'd rather no one else made any guesses or assumptions until I know more.

[criminaljustice]

My lips are sealed.

[rollplayinghouse]

...Thank you.

[criminaljustice]

That goes for any time you need someone to just hear you out. Like you said, it really sucks not having someone who'll listen.

[rollplayinghouse]

...I don't mind listening to you either.

[criminaljustice]

Even if it's just complaining about annoying customers?