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WEEK 2

[The unfortunate death, and subsequent execution, has no doubt weighed on everyone's minds since. The dam has burst, and now, the idea that someone may kill another in this place is not just a possibility anymore. It is reality, and a very terrifying reality at that.

Yet, there is a strange side effect to the murder's aftermath. When the Titled go to sleep on Saturday evening, they will dream, even if they don't normally do so. When they wake up, their dream stays with them, and a thought comes to everyone. A realization.

Their dream had been a memory they lost. Now, they have it back, as if they had never lost it.

Nor is that the only change. They also feel just a little more confident in their power. Confident enough that they find that their ability has evolved to become stronger. Whether that's a good or a bad thing, well...

Soon enough, too, the Titled's phones start pinging, and when they open up their LIME app, they receive a simple message:]

Your Mall Map has been updated!

[And indeed, those who go to check the Food Court will find an elevator on the eastern end which leads to a brand new wing that had previously been obscured by the barrier.

Dio and Wake's information is also slightly different from before on the LIME app, but...maybe it's best not to think about it. Last week had been...disheartening.

Hopefully, this week will be better, right? Surely, this week, temptation won't win out again....right?

Well.

There's only one way to find out.

Welcome to Week 2, Titled.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.

This week's crab is Dungeness.]

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[ There's a bit of a chuckle from this guy. ]

Yeah, it's... pretty much always like that. Don't take it for granted.

[ He says that not so much out of concern that Akechi would as he does reflecting his own mistakes, so. ]

If anything, I kind of envy you. It's been a long time since I got to feel that way myself.

I'm the last person who would take something like that for granted.

[He glances down at his book, now closed on the table. He's probably already said too much...]

Didn't figure you would. It's just... well.

I couldn't really say the same for myself when I was your age.

I did get that impression, from your wording earlier.

[It's not that he's judging, but...okay yeah, he's judging.]

I was... a bit of a dick, when I was young.

Of course, it's just a little bit hilarious now, when it's not embarrassing.

I wonder if the other people involved in those stories would agree with that assessment.

...it depends.

[ He's never actively tried to hurt anyone, and everything was consensual, but. Everything falls apart from there.]

Most of the time we just sort of went our separate ways after a while.

My observations are that such things don't exactly improve the lives of the people who get used and then forgotten about.

It's...a little complicated.

[ Gonna rub his temples, here... ]

I was... pretty popular, back in my world, when I was a little older than you. So people were pretty much throwing themselves at me.

And, well, [ nervous laughter here ] I've always had a hard time saying no.

It's not that hard to refuse someone who's only interested in you for your fame and appearance. I've been doing it all the time, since I turned eighteen.

[Granted, it's much more difficult when he's approached by fans who manage to keep their celebrity crushes from turning them rabid. But he is nothing if not dedicated to his decisions, including the one to not get physically involved with anyone he didn't have interest in as a person.]

Ah, don't get me wrong, I turned down way more than I didn't.

But what can I say? Every once in a while you meet someone so charming you pretty much have to show them a good time.

Your fans must be calmer than mine, overall. I usually find them more annoying or terrifying than charming.

...well, no.

I've had underwear thrown at me more than once.

Which is usually a turn-off for me, but every once in a while you get someone with enough of an attitude...

...and you kind of want to take them on.

I can't argue that an assertive attitude is attractive, but the only people I've met with appealing personalities have also had a bit more sense than that.

Yeah, well, being on stage tends to carry a pretty wild and crazy atmosphere. I didn't blame her.

I didn't keep her panties, but she'll probably never find out about that.

[...He sure is turning bright red.]

I'm suddenly very glad the only stages I've ever been on are for talk shows.

Yeah, I guess different people have different feelings about that sort of thing.

[ He's not judging. ]

But hey, I'm easy to please. Most people are, if you just show them enough attention and pay attention to what they like.

...oh, and. Always use a condom. Was always afraid some girl would go crazy and, well-

You know how it is, someone asks you to autograph their tits, you oblige, and then the next day they've got your name tattooed next to their nipples and everything? Or they never wash their hands again and it's just horrifying?

Sorry, no way am I letting someone that fucking nuts near my kid.

[ Even if they're the biological mother of said kid. They can gtfo. ]

If they're that crazy, maybe you shouldn't be letting them near you, either. There are reasons I refuse to autograph body parts...

[Pause.]

There are also reasons I refuse to shake anyone's hand when I'm not wearing my gloves.

Well, I know that now. Cheryl's just the good kind of crazy.

[ He loves his wife, okay. ]

[A sigh. As much as thinking about his rabid fans aggravates him...]

I guess I can't say I don't know how that is. Don't let Akira convince you the quiet and unassuming young man you usually see is all there is to him.

Well, as long as you're happy...

[ He really doesn't give a fuck as long as you're happy, son.

He seems just a bit amused. ]

It's usually like that, from my experience.

[ "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" is more than just a dumb turn of phrase. ]

I can't really argue that the harmless looking ones usually just have a hidden sharper side.

[He lets something a little more dangerous slip into his smile than what he normally shows...not malice, but a hint of his true rebel nature.]

It's just a matter of what it takes to draw it out.

...you. I like you, kid.

[ He'll shoot another smirk back. ]

[He gives a chuckle, and...it actually feels good, not having to pretend to be the obedient honor student to stay on an adult's good side. Granted, Sae knows a lot about his more mischievous nature and still seems to like him, but it took months for him to work up to showing her that much of his real self. This, being liked for that real self, is...different.]

I hope you don't mind too much that I've kept up the mild mannered act. Most adults I've met have a tendency to try to discourage that rebellious streak of mine.

Most.

[ WHY ARE YOU NOT HIS SON ]

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