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RECORDING 16: THE FINAL WEEK.
A sixth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. It's feeling more and more like something's about to break.
There isn't any increase in Miasma, but you can tell it seems...excited. Overjoyed, like a predator bracing itself for the chase of the hunt. The fog is everywhere, and inescapable...
The Temperature is holding stead at the 50's, and nippy to need a layer or two. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.
13 of your number still remain.
...How will this all end...?
MONDAY
A new vessel...!
RISE AND SHINE, MINIONS!! We've got a meeting in the living room in ten minutes! An evil meeting!! Be there!
[ And come the assigned time, there's Giovanni Potage standing proudly in the middle of the living room. He's wearing his Banzai Blasters uniform, looking almost the same as he did while he was alive (if noticeably purpler), but his normal spiked gloves have been swapped out for a bulkier white pair. That's right, he's been promoted - to Banzai Vice Principal. Watch out. Next to him stands a similarly purpler Battler (complete with ominous red eyes), at attention. ]
Ah, there you are, my beautiful minions! I missed you guys so much. All of you.
[ His dead-eyed gaze passes over each of them in a parody of warmth. ]
Okay, I'll try and make this quick, 'cause I know you guys have a lot of despairing to get to. But it turns out being brutally murdered gives you a loooot of downtime, and I've been doing some thinking. You know the whole bad guy thing? Yeah, pffft, I've been going about it all wrong! Museum heists? Small potatoes. I'm thinking big-picture now, and what's more deliciously evil than spending my time here making sure the rest of you bastards die painfully?
Uh, the "delicious" part is totally literal, by the way, because we're having a feast on Saturday! We figured, why not throw you guys a party for making it this far? So don't miss it! After all, what's a feast without the meals of honor? Unless you somehow manage to find your way out before then, in which case, I guess I'll make your favorite soup and pretend it's you instead? But also, why would you want to miss your favorite soup? And why would you want to leave in the first place? All our friends are here. Forever.
[ A moment's pause to let all... that... sink in, before he moves on to address the next topic. ]
Right, rules for this week. Well, the more living-impaired among us are getting pretty bored, and can you blame 'em? So the ghosts are gonna be allowed to use you guys for target practice. I guess you can fight back if you really want to, but remember, there's still no damaging the House or the Vessels. Also, you have to call me Boss, Vice Principal, or any title of similar respectfulness. I'm not technically a Captain anymore, but I'll accept that too! Do what feels right by your heart, y'know? And of course, any questions can be directed to me or my right-hand man and co-Vessel, Battler.
[ He claps a hand on Battler's shoulder, then straightens up, apparently having remembered something important. ]
Ooh, almost forgot! Present for you guys. I've replaced the rest of your boring old rations with butter soup. My own recipe! Inspired by Sawbones [ he gestures to Romani ] and his epithet, of course. Bon appetit!
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Of course, he's also showing a smile much more malicious than he'd ever have given them in life.]
Be thankful to Aniki, you know? He could've let you all starve for your last week easily - you'd all come to us with a hunger that could never be sated for eternity...Ihihihi, hyahahaha...!
So, as gratitude, you won't do anything to break the simple rules he's put down, riiiiiiiiiiight~?
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romani seems to pale considerably when he says that, and even more so when he mentions his name. no need to know that he doesn’t have actual butter powers, right?
he frowns, but tries to be quiet so that he can go unnoticed. ]
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Thanks, Boss. Hehehe... finally... it's like Day 7 of the game, and now the kiddy gloves are off! Hope you've all been studying hard. I have some new friends for you to play with.
[He catches his pin midair and summons two blobs of static into his hands. He tosses them up and they grow, forming into two large, black wolves with burning purple eyes. They howl and then take off in opposite directions, disappearing into the depths of the house]
They're real friendly. They just can't wait to play with you.
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Goddess be, my favor was granted.
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Eventually you'll hit a dead end and be greeted by a veritable flock of butterflies surrounding a high back chair, ostensibly from the smoking lounge. There's no one here, or no one you can see anyway. But you could chill out, or you could talk to the air, or you could just try and turn around and see where that gets you. ]
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[ right outside the meeting, romani will be guiding gilgamesh all the way to room 1. he can feel his heart thumping in his chest, his breath coming out in short, panicked bursts as he tries to keep away what he knows is an anxiety attack.
he's had so many of these as of late. but how could he not, with their incoming fate looming over them like a dark cloud? it's terrifying. no, it's beyond terrifying. it's...it's something he can't put a name to.
he closes the door behind the two of them and by now he is shaking like a leaf. ]
We need to talk. Please.
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[ romani can be found in room 1 for part of the day after that. maybe he's reading, or maybe he's just staring at the bottom of the top bunk like he's going to burn a hole through it.
or, later in the night, you'll find him in the dining room where saphir's makeshift lab. he doesn't seem to be touching anything just yet, but it does seem like he's writing quite a bit, although every once in a while he'll furiously erase it while mumbling to himself.
and, lastly, he'll be going through whatever hallways that he can. with how he's looking around, it may seem like he's just on patrol, but... ]
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unfortunately, he's probably being babysat or at the very least watched out for by others even as he manages to make his way toward Room 2. there's a kind of disconnect going on, where he's not quite as grounded in his surroundings as he could be, and it shows in the way he kind of meanders and doesn't joke or smile or talk much. he thought last week with Ango was bad, but this week it already feels like it's all crumbling in his hands and under his feet and there's really nothing he can do to stop it.]
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GOMEN FOR LATE
TUESDAY
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On Tuesday, he can be seen in the Entryway, his hand reaching out where he saw the Moose exit, brows knitted in thought, or alternatively using the usually empty space to go through the motions of swordplay.
In the evening, he can be seen in the Laundry room, they have a week - it's pointless, but there's something calming about the manual labor required in cleaning, and the noise of the crank could cover up quiet talk]
Laundry room;
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CW: BODY HORROR
[Dearest living and pseudo-living! Members of the miasma-menaced! Come one, come all!
Are you missing having a room or five to find miscellaneous 20's trivia in? Feel incomplete without having a sudden trap to take a chunk out of you or your closest neighbor? Experiencing cabin fever or arachnophobia because your local doom house suddenly became a web of lies?
Never fear!
This fine day, those waking up or walking about the house going about their daily static area or hallway activities will find that some new decorative features have been added to their commute. Perhaps you're waking up and looking in the bunk next to you; wandering into the dining room for your allotted ration of butter soup; heading to the bathroom for a shower and shave (is anyone shaving??); or other such innocuous things as doing your laundry, checking the cameras in the armory, and so on...
You'll find that several suspiciously cocooned bundles, all of them more-or-less person-sized, have appeared in the static area and the hallways.
Indeed, they may be laying in vacant bunks, sitting in the dining room with bowls of buttered soup, hanging from the ceiling of a hallway just low enough to hit your head on when you walk past, or simply hanging out in the shower. Waiting just for you.
What will you do?]
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cw: body horror all the way down
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Looks like some things really don't change, huh?
[ He's talking to himself, but if anyone is paying attention they will notice his eyes are no longer their usual gray. They are glowing a mix between purple and red for a moment. Then his his snap close, as he drops his hand. The miasma goes back to normal in the room. ]
[ Later, he can be found sitting in the armory. He has a notebook out and he seems to be taking notes, while watching the camera feeds. As soon as he notices he has company, he's flipping to a page of doodles to give a grin. ]
What brings you into the armory today?
[ Or catch him around in the halls or heading back to Room 7 with his flute out. ]
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WEDNESDAY
The Horde
Until the skittering can be heard, rumbling deep within the house - the feeling of something horrible coming forward, from the depths of the place...
And then, all at once -
A massive tide of spiders suddenly bursts out from the walls and cracks in the floor, each and every one spinning webs and looking to seek out the living. There's enough to completely engulf anyone here, and if they get the chance, they'll try to bite and paralyze the living, and once their prey is down, wrap up the living and attempt to drag them down into the bowels of the house.
That being said, it doesn't seem like they're infinitely coming. If you manage to destroy enough, perhaps you can spare you and your fellow living from a horrible fate...
That is, if you can.]
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Horde 2.0: The Webkening
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EVENT END
THURSDAY
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Well. Miasma mayhem might not be entirely correct here, but the point of the matter is that sometime early on Thursday morning, residents may find the smell of smoke leaking out from the northernmost door of the static area to be rather overwhelming to deal with. A touch of the doorknobs would also confirm that whatever's happening on the other side is unpleasantly warm (to say the least); be careful not to burn your hand on it.
For those who are a little more adventurous and wandered into the hallways through the eastern and western doors, they'll find that the area is clouded by choking smoke originating from a stretch of hallway beyond the northern doors. Those who wander closer to the source will also pick up on the smell of alcohol, which might be partially explained by some of the emptied bottles lying on the ground. Hopefully none of those look like they come from anyone's private stash! And if they do, then surprise?!
Suffice it to say though, the northern hall is very much on fire. Let it rage, roast some marshmallows on it, cry about the wasted alcohol or actually bother to put it out--whatever you may decide to do, you might just notice you have a spectator in your midst, watching the blaze silently.]
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step up for ur weekly meeting
romani will be trying to hold a meeting in the living room, waiting for everyone else to show up, where they'll see him looking rather disheveled. ]
Clearly we have had a couple eventful days, but now that the day approaches we have to consider our current plan of action. Date's stunt proved to us that, while the spiders are weak to the fire, the ghosts are, most likely, not. [ he pauses, looking at the crowd. ] If you have any opinions, findings, or suggestions, please speak up.
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FRIDAY
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because if you're out and about - well, let's just say that you should think fast.
(unless you're Dazai, whom which this will do nothing to - not that she isn't aiming at him regardless of that)
but have some fun gandr shots. they're even tinged in purple, for extra (temporary) miasma fun!
...although if you want to run into her outside of target practice stuff she's, well. she exists, one might suppose.]
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When she wakes she does a few stretches to limber up before taking her watering can and walking to the bathroom to fetch water for the flowers. It's easy enough to catch her as she's watering them in Room 2 because she's left the door open for the brief chore.
Afterwards, she tries to stick to the static areas. She gives a brief nod of acknowledgment when coming across the living, and although she is not particularly talkative alone, she isn't exactly avoiding conversation either.
...Although there are also times when she sees flashbacks, freezing in place as she tries to stifle a cry of distress. Not so stoic anymore, huh?]
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...Which might lead him to the shower to try to test them out in a room with something akin to a sprinkler, so sorry if that's going on when you want to wash up.
And once that's all done and he's back in the dining room, he'll sit at the table for a bit, working on fixing the broken chain of his necklace as his half-eaten bowl of butter soup gets cold. ]
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romani can be found tinkering with things in the dining room-- looks like he's hard at work with building some explosives, but every once in a while, he'll stop to sigh deeply to himself. he doesn't look depressed, but more like...he's resigning himself to something.
aside from that, he can be seen in the static areas, where he'll occasionally give someone a small smile if their gaze connects, but nothing else. at the very least, he doesn't seem to be against talking... ]
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Card games and chill
Also there's butter soup with hot sauce in it. ]
Thought that we should spend the last night in the house relaxing before tomorrow. I brought cards so we can play games or just talk for a bit. Maybe we can play a round of would you rather later on.
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Dazai is surprisingly sober for possible final day of life, but he's also just kind of meandering around. checking in on people he's closer to. annoying people he's not so close to. getting harassed by ghosts, maybe.
for all that he's done the thinking about dying thing, he's never really put much stock in the whole bucket list of things to do the 24 hours before. so. uh. kinda at a loss?]
Guess there's a reason people do that sort of thing, huh...
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