FINAL WEEK

[strangerpeople]

FINAL WEEK

[Four weeks. Nine survivors.

Everything is...very quiet now. Like, surprisingly so. The lack of Marie's voice is both refreshing and strange after three weeks. But, she is gone, and even if Bottson updates the profiles to reflect that, yes, you still lost someone, you are finally free.

But are you really? There's still a lot of questions that need to be answered. For one thing, were they really inside someone's body? If so, what does it mean for the universe? Who, exactly, is Ivy, and why is her death so important? And--who is really in charge of this?

Whatever the answers are, there are still floors left to explore, with no warning as to what might be on them. It's best to rest and prepare before you do anything more, especially with one of your number still injured. There is still time left, after all, and you'll all want to be ready for whatever might be next.

There are nine strangers in this place.]


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SUNDAY

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[Sometime in the afternoon, the malfunctions happening with the computers abruptly stop. There will no be no more shittyfluting, outside of what the Titled attempt.]

MONDAY

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TUESDAY

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WEDNESDAY

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[losergod]

[ C looks very off-put, but he's going to approach pretty much everyone today. ]

You saw the profiles, right? Our powers seem to have been, uh... "updated". If that's the case, I'd like to check everyone here to see if it actually works. Anything I could bring with us extra might prove useful.

[mementodagger]

[This is surprising. Actually, Yurick looks like he's expecting this to be some sort of trap.]

You know what my power is. Do you really want to be controlled by someone who's already proven untrustworthy? Or subject someone else to it?

[losergod]

Actually, that would be very akin to what my power was before this place, so...

[ He glances aside. ]

If you ever had the need to take control of me, I would let you. I would hope it would be for a good cause, though.

[mementodagger]

... I haven't ever used it. The thought repulsed me.

[Not to mention if he'd ever tried to use it to cause a murder or to force a culprit to cover up evidence, they'd know instantly that he was manipulating the scenes.]

what bunk is he in? A MISERABLE PILE OF SECRETS... so, OTA.

[backuphero]

[It's the absence of sound that wakes Jonathan. The hell-yodels have stopped. Finally.

He sits bolt upright, blinking a few times to clear his eyes.]

Hey, you hear that?

[losergod]

There are plenty of situations it would be useful. The controller having skills they one they're using doesn't, for example, to help them. In this situation, we need everyone on as level a playing field as they can be, and I admit freely I'm not exactly a... fighter.

[ It's not always horrible. ]

Although it's a bit of an odd thing for me to imagine, someone controlling the vessel I'm already in and then controlling my mind inside that vessel.

[toushiro]

Be my guest.

[ his power isn't anything impressive, really. go tan in the incinerator all you want, C. ]

[theserpentsmiles]

Just like they have been every week....which means she isn't the one who did that.

[Which is concerning, but it was already evident that Marie couldn't have done all this alone.]

Did you want me to blind you, or did you want to, uh... [Borrow his fireworks.]

[losergod]

... I think a simple handshake and me borrowing your powers for a moment should be enough?

[ He thinks, anyway. ]

Hopefully nothing too obtrusive.

[losergod]

... I'm not sure how I'd know yours is activated, is the problem. Isn't yours a flame-retardant sort of thing?

[ Serious questions. ]

[theserpentsmiles]

Probably. All you need is skin contact, right?

[This is not the Kiss of Death. It's not going to result in "more reasons Nagisa is a nightmare". He holds out a hand for a shake (don't worry, C, he washed his hands recently).]

[theserpentsmiles]

[What is up my fellow survivors, let's play another game of Whose Stuff Is That? It's all laid out on a table in the mess hall, Nagisa beside it, poking curiously at the stew - though once again without the weapons. The guidebook also isn't there. He's...pretty sure there are going to be people with questions about the 'I'm an assassin' confession a few days ago, too.

And just like last time, if it's the weapons you're after, he's easily found in the theater trying them out.

Those visiting the library late tonight might...hear something unusual. It sounds like crying. Like someone trying to cry as quietly as possible, since crying is altogether unavoidable.]

[vividsins]

[ Hmmmm. So that's what he wants to do. Copy powers, right? Baku shrugs, peels off his gloves........





And puts a hand right in C's face for the transfer because he's a little shit. ]

[losergod]

I think so, yes.

[ All right, he'll inhale and then. Shake his head. He can do this! ]

[losergod]

[ Annnnd we know it works immediately because that barrier goes up so fast it isn't even funny. He is screaming bloody murder. ]

[vividsins]

Enjoy the barrier!

[ Smiling like the awful person he is. ]

[losergod]

[ Why. Why. Why. He's practically losing it. ]

You didn't need to do THAT.

[ Ugh you're the worst he hates you.

Why does this also simultaneously endear him to you so much???? He can't fathom it. ]

[vividsins]

I know.

[ He's a shit. Why do you like him. Get better taste. ]

[theserpentsmiles]

[Just a handshake. Just a handshake!

...Nagisa isn't sure how to tell if it works.]

So...can you summon fireworks?

[losergod]

... I think so.

[ Only one way to find out. ]

There's one way to find out...

[ Time to try summoning one. This can't end badly, right? HOW BAD COULD IT POSSIBLY BE? ]

[losergod]

[ Because he acts exactly like ▇▇▇ did, that's why. ]

Manners, Mister Baku. Haven't you ever heard of them? Or has being a protagonist gone to your head?