RECORDING 16: THE FINAL WEEK.

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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...?

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[soupervillain]

[ Slightly less scorching than Sho's look, but it still totally works for her. ] You really wanted that butter soup, huh?

[lightreaching]

Jest not. I am happy to have your presence amongst us once more.

[ stepping closer ]

Ahhhhhh, I have gazed upon a beloved face on this day, how wonderful...!

[soupervillain]

Hey, I wasn't joking! I put a lot of work into that soup, okay?! [ - Wait. They may all have near-total access to each other's thoughts and feelings at all times, but no one ever accused Giovanni Potage of being too quick on the uptake. A lot of things suddenly slot into place at once. ] ...You serious? Me? [ LOOK HE KNEW HE WAS HOT BUT ]

[lightreaching]

My apologies, dear Captain. I had thought my intent was known.

I am quite fond of you.

[soupervillain]

[ ??? You mean all those times she was flirting with him... she was actually flirting with him?? Wild. ] ...Wow. I mean... I - I think you're great too! But... [ Looks at her. Looks at Sho. Looks back at her. ] Can we talk about this later? Like, not in front of the meat?

[tangentlion]

[Sho just laughs in response.]

[soupervillain]

[ YOU CAN'T LAUGH AT HIM HE'S YOUR VESSEL ]

[tangentlion]

[HE'S LAUGHING WITH YOU. ITS ADORABLE]

[lightreaching]

[ she looks at Sho for a split second as well before looking back at him and just. Continuing to smile serenely like all of this is normal and chill. ]

Certainly.

[boardreversal]

Flowers in both hands, Aniki? Ihihihihi. I didn't know you had it in you! [HE IS HERE TO JUST BE A SHITLORD.]

[soupervillain]

You and me both, buddy. [ giovanni.exe is still stalled just... just give him a minute ]

[boardreversal]

Aah, but stay on task, okay? We can't let this opportunity slip us by, Aniki. We have to make the living suffer, right?

[soupervillain]

[ having to see ghost pda is already suffering tbh ] Hey, I already told them to can it! So you got any idea on the suffering front? I guess I could, like, throw hot soup in everyone's faces, but that seems a little... predictable coming from me, you know?

[boardreversal]

[I mean, absolutely fair. He laughs, just a little.] Something like that should be saved for later - you still remember the tip about steam and air I gave you earlier, Aniki? [Gio's a good kid, even as the leader of the Curse and all the Ghosts. Luckily, he has someone who's more than willing to suggest horrible things.] Besides, it's better to start off easy, right? Try and stab at their minds first, then their bodies later on, Like tenderizing a tough piece of meat before you cook it.

[soupervillain]

Ooh. Fried lungs. That should go over pretty well at the feast. [ He's already working on the menu. ] You are so wise, Battler. Shouldn't be too hard to mess up their minds, right? I mean, they let us die. Giovanni and Battler - two of the nicest people here, and all our friends were too weak to stop it. That oughtta be good for at least a little despair, I'd say!

[baitless]

[...

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...I am going to ask you one thing and one thing only.

[soupervillain]

[ Giovanni swallows. Sure, he's already dead, and kind of in charge of the other ghosts, and as such probably doesn't have much to fear from angry brother-dads... but he's still a little scared of Seteth all the same. ] Y- yeah?

[baitless]

...

You can make seafood soups, can you not.

[soupervillain]

[ Okay, whatever question he was expecting, it wasn't... that. ] Uh, I can make any kind of soups! Not to brag, but I'm told I make a mean bisque.

[baitless]

...

I see. I suppose I can accept this, then.

[soupervillain]

Oh, wow! Thank you so much... uh, am I supposed to call you Dad now? [ gio you're not getting married...... ]

[baitless]

That’s moving a little quickly, don’t you think...?

...

Then again, I suppose it’s not like we’re going anywhere.

[soupervillain]

I always wanted a dad! [ THROWS HIS ARMS AROUND SETETH he might be tearing up a little, it's fine ]

[baitless]

...

I... well, that is...

[...HONESTLY IT'S MAKING THE SWISS CHEESE WOUNDS WORSE, BUT YOU KNOW]

...

Welcome... to the family... I suppose.