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3.0 - week three
WEEK THREE
Last night might have been exhausting for any number of reasons - maybe it was the emotional
toll of dealing with those ghosts, or maybe you stayed up too late after watching Jim Shrok. Who knows, but Saturday is over, even if some of you haven’t quite left it behind and half spirits that are still hanging on, tethered to you and weighing you down…
But that’s not going to stop a new week from starting. There’s no breaks in an eight week course.
There’s very little fanfare to the start of your third week of the course, though it does seem like the fog has lifted even more. It’s a bit more of a trek down the abandoned streets of Estelline, but surely a mile is walkable? Or you could grab a bike or try to hotwire one of those cars in the mall parking lot… Whatever you plan to do this week is up to you. All you know is you've got some new locations to explore.
As always, Florence and Lorelei are available.
SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY
TASK LIST
( OOC Note: Luci, Mutsu, and Mae will each receive a small roomba! Congrats on the successful egg drop. It's a tiny little friend that cleans extra well, though this also means its trash compartment is a little smaller so it'll need to be cleaned more often. )
toll of dealing with those ghosts, or maybe you stayed up too late after watching Jim Shrok. Who knows, but Saturday is over, even if some of you haven’t quite left it behind and half spirits that are still hanging on, tethered to you and weighing you down…
But that’s not going to stop a new week from starting. There’s no breaks in an eight week course.
There’s very little fanfare to the start of your third week of the course, though it does seem like the fog has lifted even more. It’s a bit more of a trek down the abandoned streets of Estelline, but surely a mile is walkable? Or you could grab a bike or try to hotwire one of those cars in the mall parking lot… Whatever you plan to do this week is up to you. All you know is you've got some new locations to explore.
As always, Florence and Lorelei are available.
TASK LIST
( OOC Note: Luci, Mutsu, and Mae will each receive a small roomba! Congrats on the successful egg drop. It's a tiny little friend that cleans extra well, though this also means its trash compartment is a little smaller so it'll need to be cleaned more often. )
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Later on, during the very late afternoon, Gentaro is seemingly nowhere to be found, but he returns to the common area at around 7pm. He's taken a seat at one of the tables, notebook in hand... as well as a sketchbook. If anyone looks close enough, there are some sketches of... speakers? It isn't immediately obvious what they are, but he'll explain if anyone is really curious. He also has a book to pass the time with. It's almost too boring, but Gentaro's head is elsewhere. It is nearing the weekend, and while he expects the worst, he doesn't want the experience.
It's during the much later hours that Gentaro is still seated in the common area. He has his microphone, which looks rather plain compared to Gentaro's extravagant clothes. Strangely, there are also three lollipops on the table in front of him; sometimes, he picks one up, frowning at it. Huh. ]
(Note: Asking about the lollipops will likely result in Hypmic spoilers, if anyone is concerned! It won't be anything Gentaro says, but it'll show up in the meta text.)
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Why do you look so down, hm?
[He's just going to start unwrapping it.]
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Gentaro usually isn't so slow to react, but he stands abruptly and attempts to snatch it back before Owen can put the damn thing in his mouth. ]
What I am feeling is none of your business.
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So, like.
Mission failed.
At least he can't talk with it in his mouth, even if his nose wrinkles at the taste.]
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He tucks the other two away. Once they're safely out of Owen's reach, he folds his hands beneath his chin and rests his elbows on the table. ]
Enjoying the taste?
[ His voice is even, but there's definitely some sort of implication behind it. While he's never dared to try them, he can't imagine they taste like regular lollipops, considering their purpose. ]
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He sucks on the lollipop for a moment, as if trying to figure out what it tastes like.]
It's not very pleasant.
[He looks at Gentaro, making Direct Eye Contact as he licks the lollipop to establish dominance because this is the only chance he's got to be dominant.]
So what is it supposed to be? This isn't regular candy.
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He doesn't break eye contact, though, because he can't let Owen win. ]
I am afraid you have ingested deadly poison. Within the minute, you will succumb to it and perish before my very eyes. It will be a great tragedy, and I shall have to mourn you for the rest of my life.
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Is that so? It doesn't taste like any poison I've had before.
[Heh.]
Hopefully it's not a poison that causes excruciating pain. I don't know if poor Riku could handle that.
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i hate this. cw death talk
bitch me too the fuck cw death + suicide talk
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I seem to have received objects I have deduced belong to you, my good fellow. Will you confirm if that's true or not?
[He says that but he doesn't take said objects out yet, apparently. Still, there' Sholmes asking, apparently!]
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[ He raises his eyebrows and looks to him. ]
I would like to know what you have received, of course. And if they do belong to me, I am sure I would very much like them back.
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[With theatrical movements, he takes out of his coat the lollipops]
These belong to you, do they not?
[He grins like he already knows the answer. Thank goodness I can handwave with 'naturally it was a deduction' for things like how he knew these were Gentarou's, haha]
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Anyway, his eyes widen when he sees those, because they're exactly what he and Dice have been desperately looking for. There are so few, though. Still, as he offers his hand to take them, there's a slight tremble to it. ]
... Yes. I have no idea how these came to be here, but they are mine. I would very much like to have them.
[ Like he's not two seconds away from snatching them from Herlock's grasp... ]
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[Sholmes pretty much shoves them into Gentarou's hands]
Are they significant to you in any manner? You seem to be on edge, Mr. Gentarou.
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He takes them and tucks them away. Once they're safe, he clears his throat. ]
You could say that. As for my being on edge, it is a case of low blood sugar, I am sure.
[ Thankfully, he's got some snacks in his bag, so he doesn't have to resort to the lollipops. ]
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l-lollipop...
That's when she spots Gentaro, or rather, the lollipops Gentaro is staring so intensely at.]
Oh, where'd you get those? I didn't see them in the convenience store!
[Urge to swipe rising... but she will behave herself!]
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Ah, well. These are a special sort. They came directly from my world, and I would offer you one, but... I'm afraid they would taste extremely offensive.
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[She doesn't get his vague implication at all.]
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You know what, this is actually a fine lie to tell. He nods. ]
Yes, that is correct. It would be awful to try a candy, then be met with a foul taste, would it not?
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[Lie successful!]
You should definitely use them to prank someone, though.
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A wonderful idea... but I fear the taste is so intensely offensive that no one would survive it.
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7 PM speaker mystery hours
It's probably a good thing that at this earlier juncture, there are no lollipops to tempt him. He's scratching his head as he galumphs into the room; he's at least gotten his hands on something like sustenance, which looks like one of those mysterious bars of indeterminable origin (it's not a candy bar, nor an ice cream, but the concept of protein bars might be a bit advanced).
So Gentarou's first hint that he's not alone is probably a monching noise of some sort. His second hint might be crumbs, so think quickly.]
Hmm? Weren't you some sort of ad writer for watermelons? [he has indeed been looking at the profiles but sometimes you look at things for so long they stop making sense anymore] Was art one of your secret skills??
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... Not exactly, but he isn't about to not play along. So.... RIP, I guess. ]
Ah, yes. I am the single most successful ad writer for Japan's largest distributor of watermelons. I also design and draw some of those ads. You see, sometimes I simply have a vision, and I refuse to allow anyone else to have a hand in it.
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[For a moment it's hard to tell if Tamamori is making that deeply dubious and contemplative face at Gentarou's statement or if he's finally realized that what he's eating isn't something recognizable. He sniffs suspiciously at the protein bar but seemingly gives up and just horfs it down. It seems foodlike enough.
Surely, if he gets food poisoning, it can't be too much worse than having to yeet an entire ghoul out of himself (or have it yeeted). The bar is low and getting lower (no pun intended?).]
What an unusual taste... [after a moment he shakes his head and returns his attention to the art(??), drawing his eyebrows together like he's pretty sure something's not right, but hell if he knows what it is] But I say, you've got a strange sense of what the public wants from their summertime fruit -- what has all this got to do with watermelons, anyway?
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He thinks Dice would feel a kinship with him. ]
Do you think so? I quite pride myself on my knowledge, actually. I didn't pass Advanced Watermelons with flying colors for nothing, you know.
As for these... they are rough sketches. In the finished product, they will be drawn as if they are made of the fruit itself.
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Advanced Watermelons... Suddenly I feel like we're talking about something entirely different, but maybe that's just my imagination??
[Maybe it's the Suspicious Melon Man's influence. Tamamori mutters this and that and then taps his finger on the page.]
No, I think it's much too far from the fruit! All you'll succeed in doing is making people question the nature of melons rather than their best attributes, and indeed wonder if you're leading them down the path of obscenity.