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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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I'd have thought you were the kind to be in dates all the time. You have the face of...what was the name of that famous guy who is all suave and has women following him all the time? You have his face.

[Someday Britt will stop talking out of his ass]

Not the romantic type?

Edited 2017-12-14 04:57 (UTC)

I've seen plenty of people, but I wouldn't call a few drinks and bringing someone home a "real date".

[ He'd been more of the casual fling type for much of his life. ]

Plus there was all the stuffy shit my family started setting me up with once I hit thirty, but that doesn't count either. Mostly it was just something I'd put up with so they'd shut up.

I'm... really bad at romance.

[ He's really inordinately fond of schmoopy things and cute romantic shit, but he's more awkward than he'd like. ]

I'm lucky dad didn't care about that kind of stuff. He'd just let me do whatever I wanted. [Because he got fed up with Britt and he'd look for ways to disappoint daddy dearest, anyway] At least you found that wife of yours. Should be enough to get them off your back!

They actually didn't seem to like her that much.

Not that I care; the old man had even less of an idea on how that shit works than I do.

[ He's just socially awkward, but, well. ]

My parents had an arranged marriage; people don't really do that too often anymore where I'm from, but they're old, back in those days that was just what you did.

[ Especially since they were both kind of rich, so. ]

I'm pretty sure that's how my dad got married. I mean, who'd love him enough to get married to him?

[He sounds incredibly dismissive about daddy dearest, that's for sure]

[ That elicits a small chuckle from Ren, as he rests his chin in his hand. ]

Wouldn't be too surprised, and I've never even met guy.

Thing is, my old man thought for some reason I'd be okay with the same thing.

[ And let me tell you, Britt, those "dates" were awkward as fuck. ]

...yeah, no.