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15strangers2020-02-16 01:20 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2020-02-16 01:20 am
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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.]
[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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[Between Jonathan's warning and Jun's yeet, he's released, but still very alarmed. What was.....she let IT in, didn't she?!]
Fight it, Emma! Resist!
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S-sorry... trying...
[Breathe off-beat. Like Kurama was trying to get her to do... In, out. In, out...
She's definitely still looking rather in pain because, well, she got yeeted, but it looks like her breathing is starting to go out of sync with the ticking now. Every once in a while it's on again, but she's making definite efforts against IT.]
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[Nothing is impossible. Nothing is impossible. Nothing is impossible. He repeats it internally like a mantra. He goes to her, puts a hand on her shoulder.]
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In, out. On the offbeats. She is here, she may not be safe and she may not be alive but she's with people she lo█e█, and it helps. It's not perfect, but it helps...
ho█e █ope h█pe hop█...
Hope.
In, out, on the offbeats, without having to think about it quite as much.]
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[He can feel his throat closing up, but he pushes through even as his voice starts to squeak a little.]
We c... care about you. So come on. I know you're stronger than whatever this is.
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[This is it. Survivors are not necessarily alive, survivors are still here. Every single one of them had the power IT doesn't. They stand together, they keep hope....
IT can't touch them.]
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It's okay. You're here with us now and I'm not doing those horrible things any more.
[Vita is going to go ahead and try to test something out. She had come up with a melody to go with the poem Eric found. It's a slow and relaxing melody and maybe that will do something.]
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[And she's therefore not entirely sure why she's speaking up.]
But you helped me and told me not to give up-lun. So I won't-lun. And I won't give up on you either-lun.
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