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Week 3.
Two more people are dead. Byakuren Hijiri has been murdered and Undyne has been executed. That brings us up to four deaths and twenty-five remaining Participants. You're doing well. Take all of Saturday to rest and sleep. You've earned it. On Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock. With no more bodies to be discovered, it seems you're safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've remembered something else. Or was that another really bizarre dream? Like last week, there's a new floor to explore. A reward for your efforts, of course. There's something else new, however, and as you approach the foyer you might hear the beautiful sound of... chickens? Chickens. Those are definitely chickens. It looks like Tabby's petition has worked, you have chosen chickens. Perhaps even more important are the rule changes, effective immediately. You might want to take note of them. |
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[OOC: Welcome to week three of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins and the coming week's activity check; don't forget to check in to this week's activity check and submit your memory regains as well!
The Letters and Switchboard posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]
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Ashley's said something incredibly important though and Logan tips his head a bit as he considers what to do.]
...Hibiki, would you prefer to wait in your room for a moment while Ashley and I attempt to sort this out?
[This is so fucked up, but now he's curious. He's totally going to be on the floor with Ashley in a few seconds, alright.]
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I mean this isn't skin, it's some kind of material, this is a- a fucking fake body of one of my friends.
[And someone left it for Hibiki to find. Her fist clenches. She is so done with all of this.]
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[Behind. Wait, what, now they're both on the floor and inspecting the body? Hibiki can still feel the wet blood between her toes and they're both on the floor, looking at the body.
...She feels faint. Whoo, boy.
She's still sniffling, shaking, but she'll ask this from the safety of over by her door and not on the ground.]
W-wait...it can't be fake, I stepped in it...if it's fake, then what's inside it?
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I'm not sure. I've never seen anything like this before.
[He removes one of his gloves to carefully poke at the skin, staying far away from the blood. That's... definitely not real skin. Huh.]
A fake body... Why? Is this the Conductor's doing?
[The Conductor's an asshole, sure, but this seems really strange.]
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[She knows what blood feels like. Does this feel like blood? ...Yes, from placing her hand right near one of the bisected innards, it feels like blood. Not warm like...that was... Why did you just do that, Ashley.]
I- Hibiki I am so sorry, you never should've seen this.
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[She needs to hear confirmation from both parties on this before her legs give out under her or she faints. It's like a tiny glimmer of hope. How wrong is that? To hope that it's a fake corpse, a cruel joke, and not someone else's body...both things are pretty fucked up, but Hibiki really, really wants to hear that it's fake.
And once she has her answer, well, she can move onto other questions.]
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This isn't someone's body. I'm positive.
[he can say this with 100% accuracy as a guy who has seen a lot of corpses, okay]
The Conductor will answer for what this is and why it was delivered here. Hibiki, please try not to worry.
[He pulls his glove on and stands.]
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That- that- he just--!
[She glances down at pretty emerald ring, which has taken place on her right hand seemingly overnight.]
Ohhh--! What did she do to get something like this?! It's- it's obviously meant for me, just... Just like the dollhouse...
[Ah... This is getting dismally familiar.]
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I'm...I'm so glad it's not one of us, I thought for sure it was Marty or...or...it doesn't matter!
[And that's Hibiki in a nutshell. She's so glad no one is hurt, really, despite the horrible trauma she's just gone through. That's the thing that's important to her.
But that's not to say being angry isn't also important. As her head starts to clear, she knows there about a thousand things that she has to ask or do, but the most important things to say are:]
I'm not gonna let him get away with doin' this to me...just because I'm an idol doesn't mean he gets to mess with me all he wants! I hate him!
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We'll get answers from him. It's possible this was a mistake somehow.
[The other possibility is that there's a reason for this, though Logan has no idea what that could be.]
For now let's... attempt to calm down. Ashley, what do you want to do with... this?
[He tips his head to indicate the body. He figures the last thing she wants is to keep it, but the only other options are leaving it lying around or tossing it in the incinerator. Good lord. Why did this happen.]
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[The quietest, fiercest possible voice, one that really doesn't fit with her small, frightened demeanor.
She looks to Hibiki.] Right? I want this thing out of here, and I'm sure you do too.
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[It's hard not to think there's a connection there. She doesn't want to keep finding things that upset Ashley, for one, because Ashley is a nice girl who never did anything wrong.
And, two, it's gross and disturbing to find a fake corpse outside of your room at six in the morning. This entire thing is wrong on at least twenty levels, but Hibiki is slowly, very slowly, starting to calm down.
Internally, at least, because she's still crying.]
Of course we're gonna burn it. [She still has fire in her.] This thing is...it's sick, no one should ever see it like I did!
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[The Conductor intentionally messing with Ashley and Hibiki is an awful thought, but it's entirely possible. Why does he have it out for certain people here anyway? That's not important right now.
Ashley's pissed and Hibiki's upset, this is all sorts of messed up.]
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[Looks like we're all in agreement here.]
I- Hibiki, I...can explain some of this, if... I mean, you kind of deserve to know, after...
[Stepping into apparently real guts stuffed in a fake body? Yeah.]
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[She still wouldn't force Ashley if Ashley said no, but...this almost involves her now, at least from her point of view. It's not as if the Conductor randomly decided to place a body outside of her room because she and Ashley had a long conversation or something. No, it's clearly a deliberate act.
...
...But Logan's there, too.]
You guys can go on ahead. I'm...gonna wash my foot before I go anywhere. It'll only take me a minute, I think.
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[...uh. How the hell are we going to move this thing without getting blood everywhere...]
...I suppose we could take some of those towels from the storage room, assuming they have been restocked.
[That's awkward as hell given what happened with the last set of towels that was thrown in the incinerator, but it's not like he has any better ideas.]
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[What a damn morning...]
Towels, good. We can, uh...wrap it up in them and...yeah. I'll go grab them, you should stay with [...] this thing. You know, so no one else gets a shock this morning.
[Also she probably is going to use one of those towels to wipe that blood off her hand because wow why Ash.]
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[She sounds and is a little afraid, but bless her for trying so hard, right? Right.]
I might even be done by the time ya get back with the towels, so...
[She's going to push herself, she can't let this place beat her, even if her eyes still feel like crying and she sort of wants to collapse.]
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[It's all sorts of horrifying, but if Hibiki wants to try to push through this he's not about to stop her. It's probably for the best if she attempts to get used to hideous things like this, given murderschool...]
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One of said towels indeed has taken residence around the hand she stuck in the blood for some ungodly reason, why did she even do that.]
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Determination, even though she's horrified. That's what she's focusing on.]
Thanks for keeping watch, your majesty. [She isn't calling him Logan this time. And while she still looks uneasy, she can lie with some degree of confidence.] I'm alright now! Sorry if I worried ya.
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It's alright. Considering that you woke up to this... well, I'd be surprised if anyone could handle that.
[Okay, one half is bundled up. Do you want him to handle the other half as well, Ashley?]
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Screaming, saw getting closer, she closes her eyes and looks away but the screaming gets louder and something wet is all over her and Chris is telling her not to look and she keeps yelling, please let him be okay, please get us out of here, please-
Definitely no way she can touch that again.]
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[...yeah, that's all she has for that. Try, try, try. She takes in a deep breath and exhales a sigh before looking over to Ashley.]
Are you alright, Ashley? I mean, are you alright enough?
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This isn't something any of us should have to deal with.
[I mean executing people sure, but never cleaning up afterwards!!]
Ashley, are you sure you want to come along?
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