WEEK 3 INVESTIGATION

[foundationmods]

Three weeks had gone by, and even with the other Witch being revealed, Friday came.

Waking up on this day began to feel like the prelude to something horrible.

To a horrible sight...and some kind of deep betrayal, knowing that one of them had ended the lives of someone they'd been speaking and laughing with just the day before...🗈

...But, they had no choice. This was the game, and it had to be played - set in motion by the pair of Witches.

No matter how they felt, they had to search, to gaze upon cruel death in it's many forms.

No matter....how dear the person once was to them, today...they would be nothing but a corpse to gleam clues from, in preparation for the trial.

And so...they had to push forward. Forward...to find a terrible truth.

Comments

[foundfate]

Power over dimensions is enough for me. I don't crave power enough to go looking for it in other places.

[Now he can actually get up though, and he's going to rub at his face to try to get the ink off. Because he's aware of what you fuckers did to his face.]

[chaoscontrol]

Good. And I'll remind you of that as often as it takes.

[well, Shadow didn't have anything to do with that.

But he also didn't stop it from happening, either]

[foundfate]

You're only stuck around me for a few more weeks. Unless this is your way of saying you want genuine employment afterwards?

[chaoscontrol]

It depends. Are you going to continue to need a babysitter?

[improbablenotimpossible]

[Saying from a man who needed one as a human? Yes, their respective master do need one]

[chaoscontrol]

[SEE, SHERLOCK AGREES]

[foundfate]

I don't need a babysitter. And even if I did, Doumeki might get offended at someone usurping his position.

[chaoscontrol]

Uh huh.

We'll see how it all plays out, Watanuki.

[foundfate]

[Oh. That name again, huh?

There is a flash of hurt for a moment, before he covers it up with one of his neutral expressions.]

[chaoscontrol]

[he doesn't want people thinking they're getting all friendly, now]

[anonnomnomnom]

Hmm. This Game's already almost taken you out once. Are you sure you're not missing something, Watanuki?

[Anon was here all along, obviously. Or maybe he went to get riceballs and came back. Hungry?]

[excavated]

[ walks in here late with no starbucks, hears "are you sure you're not missing something"

and just.



hm. bad. ]

[rikuchi]

[ Sup sup what's up, oh man shit's going down. ]

[sotoshini]

[ Laughing at all of this. ]

[foundfate]

I'm missing my patience right now but I guess sacrifices must be made.

[Ur getting on his nerve, Anon.]

[anonnomnomnom]

[Have a shit-eating grin, Watanuki. That's practically his job, y'know?]

That's what this Game is all about, after all. You haven't exactly been the most reliable guy so far, so I can't really believe you when you say something would never happen just because you remember being a human.

After all, both you and Nirrti were once human, right?

[foundfate]

I'm not going to swallow misery-fire and go evil, Anon-kun. There are a lot of things you might maybe have a point about, but that's not one of them.

Also I really don't appreciate how suspicious everyone's gotten over a dream, of all things. Do you punch people who you dream about eating your food too?

[anonnomnomnom]

I've punched people for less reasons!

[That was not a very smart question to ask this guy, birdboy.]

And anyway, isn't half the Game a dream at this point? That definitely wouldn't be the weirdest thing to happen on this island, you going evil because of a dream. So what's misery-fire, anyway?

[foundfate]

...what? No, this game isn't a dream.

[anonnomnomnom]

The trials really seem more like that than anything else.

[He reaches out and prods him.]

What's misery-fire, I only asked one real question, Feathers.

[foundfate]

[He is prodded, and he looks annoyed at that.]

You always say like 50 different things at once, it's hard to keep track of what you're asking!

And misery-fire is the fire Nirrti has. Or, what I call it to be flippant, I guess.

[anonnomnomnom]

Maybe I should just go back to writing things down? It's a pain to deliver them, though, and then we'd just be passing notes.

[And it would be kind of idiotic. He seems to seriously be contemplating this for a moment.]

I didn't even know you could eat something like that. Hmm.

[What kind of 'hmm' is that.]