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[The blight is all-consuming.

Within days dozens are confirmed infected, and you and your unexpected new scientist friend find yourselves trying to work on a cure. If not a cure, a stopgap of some kind. Anything to prevent this thing from destroying everything. It's hard work. It's not going very well. Really, it feels like with every step forward, you're taking ten steps back. Discouraging is an understatement, to say the least.

A week passes, and the death toll rises. It's really starting to look bleak. You constantly second-guess yourself, and even get into a fistfight with your new ally one night. It's getting to the point where you are working on fumes.

Then, unexpectedly, you get a phone call. It's been a long night, and the sun is beginning to rise above the mountains, when it happens.

You and the scientist are not the only ones looking for a cure. In fact, there are at least a dozen others-and they think they may be close to a breakthrough.

But-and you can't believe you're hearing this, after all of the failure you'd experienced throughout this blight-they need your help.]


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[To say that the end of last week sucked would be an understatement. To say that no one knows what this week will bring is not even in question. Yet even as you wake, you feel a cloud lift from your mind, as one of the truths you've been living with since the beginning has suddenly changed.]




[But is it possible to abide by this new truth? The Hosts, and IT beyond, seem intent on making that impossible. And the rat...well. Obviously the rat's not an ally. Let's not kid ourselves.

There's only one way to find out if more deaths can truly be prevented-and that's to keep going, and hoping that the new floor that has opened up will offer something in the way of an opportunity.

In the meantime.


There are 11 strangers left in this place.]

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MOTIVE: The Infinite Possibilities

[cuteandinnocentpet]

[Good morning, Strangers. It's Tuesday.

You're probably expecting another show, another scream, another feat of puppetry by the Hosts to entice you all to murder. Well, there is some bad news. That's not what you're getting. No, instead...

there is a Kyuubey sitting on your dresser, head cocked expectantly.]

Ah, there you are. You must excuse my intrusion.

[Wherever the living reside, there is one, and it speaks directly to your mind.]

The Hosts have been preparing a very elaborate show to motivate you into committing a crime, but I decided that maybe I should step in and let you know directly beforehand what is being planned. It's much better to be direct like this, don't you think?

[It scratches its ear.]

Anyways, I'll get to the point. The loss of Lala Hagoromo was most unfortunate, since her potential as a magical girl was pretty obvious. And the universes out there that can be saved certainly won't just save themselves while we stand around! So here's the deal. We're scouting for new contracts. Not just among your lot, even though we know some of you will never agree to contract no matter how we try to explain to you that it is for a greater good.

But there are certainly more than enough candidates for the job back in your home universes as well. Nor are we limiting ourselves to females-anyone we find with potential will be looked at and given the chance to make a wish in return for fighting Witches! It can be any wish they-or you-want as well, as long as its within the bounds of karmic energy. There are such a thing as miracles, after all!

Now, personally, I think that offering one's emotions and soul to save reality would be a very attractive proposal for anyone to take up, and it shouldn't be off the table for anyone. However, the Hosts insisted I actually make it worth IT's while, so I've-rather reluctantly, I might add!-agreed not to interfere or contract with the universe of any individual who murders someone and gets away with it by the end of the week. If you can succeed, then we won't create any magical girls in that universe. Ever.

[Their eyes gleam.]

Likewise, if someone here contracts with us willingly. I don't think I have to explain what happens should the opposite occur, do I? If no one kills, or the culprit fails to frame an innocent, or people continue to try and kill us? I thought not.

In any case, for your problems this motive, which I'm sure some of you will have, I've also brought you cookies so you might take out your aggression on something other than me.

You're welcome. And have a pleasant afternoon~!

[So, if there's nothing else (or if you don't punt them to oblivion), Kyuubey is just going to be on their way!]

[illusionarymelody]

[Vita won't punt it into oblivion, but Vita has a bird who would not object to munching on some more kyuubits and is definitely looking at Kyuubey with a hungry look in his eyes. Vita just looks too shocked to do anything to stop him too.]

[unwittingking]

[King would’ve killed the damn thing if it hadn’t started talking and explaining. But the more talking and explaining it did, the more he felt his stomach drop, and the more he felt like panicking, because these things are going to their worlds, to make deals with people-probably even the people he cares about-and that means they could turn into mindless killing machines at the drop of a hat for all he knows-he still has no idea how that fully works other than that it’ll happen eventually-and the only way to stop it is to kill someone-kill two people with having to get away with it-and the entire idea is just-!

...suffice it to say, King doesn’t leave his house today.

And neither does the Kyuubey.]

[otherworldlyking]

[ For ruining his sleeping time with this BS, yeah the one hanging around would get punted straight into hell before he'll go back to rest. ]

[poorlovefool]

So... uh, you need emotions to contract?

[He's just going to give this guy a condescending pat.]

Thanks, but I'm good.

[carryabigstick]

Don’t you already have enough problems with magical girls? What the hell do you want more for?

[She doesn’t like the idea that anyone can become one. If people back home are in danger...

...........]

Grrr I swear to Aidios you’re the most annoying cute thing I’ve ever met!!

[Estelle...]

[comesaround]

[ There's just a moment that follows all of that, to which Karma just laughs and shakes his head. A tenseness resided in just the way he was holding himself right then, a wicked smile curling his lips as he looked at the Kyuubey that was there with him. ]

Shouldn't you learn your lesson and stay away where you're not wanted, you little rat?

[ He took out the knife he kept with him, tossing it into the air before catching it. ]

However, the two things I want? [ His smile grows wide and rather vicious now. ] You could never personally give me either of them so count me out. But if I find out you contracted with anyone I care about from home? I will personally find a way to hunt every one of you down and kill you in any way I can.

[katzenpfote]

[Caleb listens to it talk, sighs, and summons blue flame in his hand.]

You know you’re not welcome in this house.

[incendiarize]

[Arthur has a gun.]

[relieable]

[what a nice way to wake up in the morning. the first thing you see is a rat.

surprisingly, Osomatsu listens to everything it has to say. he doesn't know what would happen if any of his clone-bros make contracts with Kyuubey, but. that would probably be bad. some of them are desperate enough to do just that.

anyway, once Kyuubey leaves, Osomatsu will crouch down and rub his face, irritated]

A contract, huh...?