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foundationmods) wrote in
thefoundation2020-05-07 06:24 pm
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RECORDING 11: THE FOURTH MURDER.

A fourth week, and this is now definitely routine. Waking on friday, with the knowledge deep down that your number has yet again decreased.
You must still pull yourself from your bed, and discover who is now forever gone.
...But, wait.
What's that smell...?
((OOC: 2 people max under a heading, please! Just to keep things easy on the mods. You can switch out with someone else during an investigation if needed.))

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So you’re saying your friend withheld information, you withheld information, until it was forced out of your hand by a third party, and now we have to spend what few hours we have until the next vessel is chosen scrambling to find an answer to an impossible situation?
[Emil might have shouted out parts or all of this, but Gin is trying to really hammer home that hypocrisy. Him not sharing votes that already happened unprompted is a lot less disastrous than Ango collecting everyone he could’s secrets as well as house information, and then not telling anyone until after he was dead. Assuming Dazai even has credible information.
Gin knew there was a reason he didn’t like Ango. Too much like Aizen, and then without the ability to back it up.]
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[he's... so tired.]
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As unfair as it is, people die. A pity party isn’t why you brought us here.
[Theres no trace of a smile on his voice by the end, congrats Dazai.]
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For some bizarre reason, he wanted even people like you to stand a chance at getting out of here alive.
If it were up to me, I wouldn't have bothered.
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If he really wanted to “get everyone out of here,” he should have safeguarded himself and his information better, or shared it with someone who has the ability to actually protect themselves. Since him hoarding information now has all of us lacking his information, and that information in the hands of what wants to kill us all.
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He said he would try to leave the information in code in a journal somewhere where the ghosts would not find it.
The information is here somewhere.
That he didn't trust people here with it when you're all suffering from the effects of miasma makes complete sense, actually. Not to mention he was also suffering the effects, so he was possibly even more paranoid than usual.
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This is neither the time nor place to start whining like a kicked dog when we have more immediate things to deal with.
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You’re the one who interrupted someone else’s conversation. If you insist on hiding behind ‘being a kid’ for everything you do, sit down and shut up.
[He is really tired of this constant yapping.]
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[Sorry, Battler's cutting in because y'all are making his head worse.]
We're all glad you share the truth, or whatever. But you're arguing with someone a lot younger than you, right? Shouldn't you be the bigger person or whatever?
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[That ‘sorry’ isn’t the least bit sorry and is more sarcastic. Gin was younger equivalently than Ky is now and survived through actually thinking his words and actions out. He’s only doing his duty as an adult to not coddle him when Murder is happening.]
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[You think he hasn't seen this kind of thing? Directly, from his family?
To him, this is just Gin punching down, same as it ever was.]
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[Ignorance is your super power, but please look a little closer at who actually started things before you jump in. ]
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Normally, Battler might yell, or scream.
Now? he just shrugs. He's tired, done, and Gin isn't really a person to him anyway.]
....Whatever. Have fun acting like a kid, then.
[And he's just. Walking off.]
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Gin re-dons his smile and gives a jaunty wave to Battler's retreating back.]
I will, thanks~.
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[Subtly tries to make eye-contact, a few meters off to the side.]