WEEK 5 MINGLE - AMARANTHUS

[foundationmods]

Another trial, another horrible outcome.

This time, it affected so many people...and yet, they still weren't done.
Who would be killed next?
Would they be able...to handle whatever happened?🗈

Still, things were just the same as they had been the past few weeks.

The goats and servants were still around, and so too were the witches.
It was all becoming routine at this point.
Was that a good thing, or a bad one...?
It was...too hard to tell, now...

...Either way, they were now closer to the end.
So, like always...they had to see it through.


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Second Floor Library

[literalidiotball]

... Huh?

[Huh. Takumi left his goggles here. And they're plugged in.

What happens if Wheatley jiggles the computer mouse?]

[goldenmaniac]

[The screen comes on. AIBA's avatar isn't there, but the text input box is]

[literalidiotball]

[Huh. That's weird. Wheatley doesn't text too often, but it seems he is being prompted.

Good thing he has fingers.

Let the games begin.]

Hello.

[There. That's a good start.]

[goldenmaniac]

[it takes a while for a responce]

hi wheatley

[literalidiotball]

[RESPONSE!!!]

AI-BA? That you?

Are you doing alright because I noticed you were left by yourself for some reason.

[goldenmaniac]

it's me, yeah

I'm fully operational.

...

I refused a request, so I assume TAKUMI doesn't want to have me with him anymore.

[literalidiotball]

Huh...?

What kind of request?

[goldenmaniac]

he told me that syaoran died.

i got upset and shut down on him. when he came back on sunday he brought up updating me with his current data and I shut off again.

he's probably mad at me for not wanting to fulfill my function.

[literalidiotball]

Oh...

[He sat there, sadly gazing at the text on the screen... Poor thing, they hadn't dealt with humans dying, have they? And it's really bad when humans you like die, so...

It takes Wheatley a while to get back to them, since he's pretty sure the AI can't hear him mutter to himself about what he should say.]

It's not you mate. It's him. He's really sad Syaoran died since he liked him a lot. A lot of people are sad about their dead friends really.

[goldenmaniac]

if I take that mental data I'll be sad too.

it's scary. I don't want to do it.

[literalidiotball]

...

[How does he respond to this?]

It's not entirely bad? I mean, thanks to Watanuki there MAY BE a chance that we can bring our dead friends back. We just have to figure out how to end this game without killing everyone or something.

I'm sure we can do that, though. Looks like we're on the right track, at least.

[goldenmaniac]

you really think so?

...

then, I'll try my best too, Wheatley-nii-san!

[literalidiotball]

Yeah.

He's smiling at the monitor.

Also, you can just call me Wheatley. That stuff at the end there kind of drags the name down, don't you think?

[goldenmaniac]

Are you sure? You and Gebura-nee-san are older than me so I want to be polite...

[literalidiotball]

That's being polite?

[UH. UM. WHAT DOES THAT SUFFIX MEAN?]

[goldenmaniac]

yeah! big brother Wheatley and big sister Gebura!

[literalidiotball]

[OH! UH.]

What? I mean, that's cute, but we're not related???

[goldenmaniac]

Oh! I see, we're having a conflict of langauge!

Information: It is common in Japanese culture for a child to refer to teenagers and young adults older than them as an elder sibling.

You two are like me, so that's why!

[literalidiotball]

Oh.

[... Well then.]

Alright, then. Carry on.

[He moves to wander off, but before he does.]

Also, if you see Takumi again, tell him I said hi.

[goldenmaniac]

Okay!

[As Wheatley leaves the goggles beep in a way that sounds like 'bye bye!' ]

[literalidiotball]

Bye! Take care!

[Said out loud.]