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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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My point is... IT tells me what to do and when to do it. Aren't you trying to have me go back to making my own decisions? Though that's terribly overrated.
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But wouldn't IT tell you what to tell me?
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No. IT won't tell me to tell you that The Little Mermaid is an incredibly depressing book I never want to see again.
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Why? Because IT would make you happy no matter what you have to deal with? Cause you're not acting like it.
It's just a stupid book! What are you so afraid of?
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That said... I don't remember "The. Little. Mermaid" precisely. But it'll be a waste of time to talk around the book, I guess. So if you'd respect that I have a busy schedule of being forced to watch you pointlessly resist all the time, and make an appointment in it, then sure, I'd get it over with.
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[He feels like he has failed this somehow.]
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[ERIC HAS LISTENED]
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[He has to make up for his shameless doormattery! What is the ideal location for this to work!? He knows what it is, but it's the one place in this building that terrifies him! Ughhhhhhhh. Maybe he can send someone else with it. He just has to get it, right? God damn it! Be a man, Eric!]
P... Poolside.
[He wipes his brow.]
1 PM.... sound good?
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That actually works out per-fect-ly. I'd be there regardless! But still, don't be late. Do you mean one o'clock sharp? That's a bold offer when you know how closely we watch our clocks...
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[WHAT HAPPENS IF HE'S LATE!?]
Why do you care if you'd be there regardless?
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Ḯ̶̩̍͂̄̍̽͊̄̽̕̚͝t̷͇̬̩̜̫̺̂̅̈̚ͅ'̸̗͗̍͌͗̐̋͒̈͌̄͛͝s̷̨͙̠̫̘̪̖͇̩̠͘͠ ̸͇̫͑̒̍̌̆͐̈́́͌̆̉̄͠ã̷̢̮͖͍̻̗̻̿̎̈́̿͂̊̌̃̓͋ ̶̧̨͈͚̯̹̪͕̩͔̃͐͊̉͐̑́͒̊̃̋̌̈̕͜m̷̛̬͌̏̽̇͛̌ą̶̹͔̬̅́̈́̈́̿̈̉͒͌̓͜t̸͚̮̗̼̉͌̄̍t̷̫͍̙̗̎̿̏̍̍̽̋͌̊̇̊̏̕͘͘ë̵̛̥͔̹̰́͐͗͋̊̉͋̈́̏͋̂̐͠r̸̰̓͐̓̊̀̓̆͂̀̑̇̎̋͘ ̸̖̫̪̰̭̻͈͆̓͊̈́̈́͋́̍̂ǫ̸̧̡̢͍̭̩̟̻͖̦̗̘̮̫̒̂̄̀̅f̶̢̖̭̹̼̥̯͖̖̲̏͘ͅ ̶̛̳̹̪̫̿͆̑̒͗̏̃̋̐̊̏͌̄̚p̶̘̰̈̍̌̒̀͝r̶̢̢̪̯̼̻̥̣̺͙̗̺̫͘į̴̨̜͇̟̠̮̝̪̟̜̟͝n̷͓͕̫̦̙̜̜̊́̀́c̶̳͕̙̼͈̫̻̳͎̹̠̜̓̍̿͌̔̆͛̊̃̂i̶̡̡̢̞͍̭̜̥͂͒̽͜p̸̡͔̬̤̤̱̩͖̙̠̤̄̂̎͒̍ͅl̸̮̫̤̹͉͍̻͈͉͔̻̱͛̈̒̆̕͝͠e̶̮̟̖͈͍͓̞̓́.̸̡̹̘̘̹͕͋͋̍̿̓̅̐̉͗̈̐͛̕̕͝
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I... I meant one-ish! I take it back!
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Guess that means he can't send someone else in his place, huh. He gulps.]
Can I... bring a friend... to the inevitable reality?
[because wow, he is DEFINITELY having second thoughts about going alone to a body of water with this boy]
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[when
when did Hiyori lift his hand with three fingers]
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T-Three friends, thank go- I mean. We can still keep it relatively private then, that's great...