CHAPTER 5 ; MINGLE

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 526 Narrators Remain ; Now, what are the odds that this week will be as quiet as the last one? … look, we have to at least humor the idea, don’t we? The rumbling that awakens Narrators on this lovely Monday morning is – larger. It’s louder, it’s more intense, and it lasts longer, like one final shove. Once it concludes, the castle is quiet, almost tired in its stillness. Should anyone wander into the dining hall this week, they will find that none of the tapestries burn up in true testament that no ink had been spilt and no Narrators have left us. Should you choose to explore the grounds and find the new additions to the castle – you’ll likely be surprised to say the very least. In the interest of recreation, the pumpkin patch has been opened – and you’re more than welcome to see if you fare better in a pumpkin carriage better than our Cinderella did. What’s the harm in giving it a try? Or if you’re more interested in paying your respects, the shrines of the Tiger and the Dragon are both open. Shall you see what happens if you try to leave an offering? You know what they say – nothing ventured, nothing gained. Or maybe you’ll find your friends. Your dearly departed, delightfully preserved friends in the morgue. Reunions always bring a tear to the eye, don’t they? As if the sky mourns with you, Narrators will find that on Tuesday afternoon, it will begin to rain. It pours and it pours and it pours… and it will show no sign of stopping until Friday evening. Plan accordingly. Stay dry. Finally, partners had best get comfortable with the idea of touching into the spirit of generosity. They'll feel compelled to be kind to their partner, including possibly making or giving them a present. Isn't that just the sweetest? This feeling will dwell until the beginning of Thursday night's curfew. Welcome to Week 5, everyone! Hopefully you all enjoyed your break week and are ready for your regularly scheduled murder! We would also like to remind players to submit all of their Chapter 4 PCs and new PCs at the Private Conversations page and review the weekly ooc notes for important details in the castle. Something exciting will be arriving on Wednesday, July 11th so keep your eyes peeled for that as well. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[randori]

[ He lets his hand drop when he hears Rebecca's voice, shoving his fist deep into his pants pocket so he can dig his nails into his palm instead. ]

I did. I wrote letters, even though I felt sort of stupid doing it. But not everybody responded— how are they supposed to like this?

[ This isn't the "other side" he'd envisioned at all. Though, he didn't have a clear idea of what that other side was, anyways, just sort of a vague... not here. ]

[disclosures]

[She watches him carefully before moving to his side and putting a hand on his shoulder. Does this work for comforting? She doesn't know, it might help her, but she doesn't know about him.]

I don't know. I don't know what the Other Side is supposed to be like.

[randori]

[ It's something and that something helps; the touch is grounding, at least, his shoulders slumping a little as he tries to let go of the tension. ]

As long as it's not painful, that would be good.

[disclosures]

[She'll keep her hand on his shoulder for a little while longer.]

Maybe it's like a mirror version of the castle? Like they're around but not on the same place that we are...?

[randori]

Like ghosts, or something? But even if we find their ghosts, there's no way they can go back to their bodies.

[ He gestures to Dave's case right in front of him, the throat cleanly slit, the others... with more gruesome injuries than that. ]

[disclosures]

[God she hates being in here.]

I don't know. Maybe... they can get new ones? I have no idea.

[randori]

...2B, maybe. Sandalphon isn't human and isn't supposed to be able to die either. And Dave says he's died lots of times before, but he still came here.

[ Maybe there's hope?? ]

[disclosures]

[She looks over at 2B and then at Dave. What.

What now?]

... Dave... was human, right?

[randori]

Dave's a god. ...Or something. I watched him die in my sleep.

[disclosures]

... That must've been awful.

[randori]

Yeah, I... didn't want to sleep at all that entire week. It's a lot different seeing somebody die, than just their dead body.

[disclosures]

We've been... watching people die almost every week. During executions.

[randori]

[ It's been A Week and he's trying not to remember those ]

How all that happens, it feels almost unreal, doesn't it? Magic and murder and all that.

[ Homestuck's even worse, but those deaths seemed so tame in comparison. Getting shot, getting stabbed, blowing himself up with a bomb. Normal. ]

[disclosures]

[Killed by a carriage, drowned, hanged, lightning, hanging, stabbing- She closes her eyes and lets herself look incredibly tired for a moment.]

It does. It's hard to believe any of this is actually real.

[randori]

Right? So...

[ So it's why he has such a hard time processing all of this, looking across the sea of glass cages and finding the one Gi-gan rests in. It's been a month, and if he doesn't look too closely, he can pretend that it's one of those puppets lying in the case.

Unreal. ]

[disclosures]

Are you sure you want to stay in here?

[For some of them, it's hard to accept they're really dead. Some of them don't look so violently killed.

Only some.]

[randori]

[ He really doesn't want to stay here, but at the same time, there's some sense of responsibility too. Some promise he made long ago and had broken— to protect everybody here, to stay with people forever, and such. ]

Not really. But I don't want to forget them, either. That's probably why this room is here, so we don't forget.

[disclosures]

You can always come back and visit them. But staying in here, dwelling on the past for too long... It doesn't really help you or them.

[Promises are impossible to keep, that's why she hasn't made very many (or any at all).]

It's hard to forget them.

[randori]

I guess...

[ There's no need to stay here, then. If there's anything he wants to say to them, it's really no different from composing notes in his head or putting them down on paper and sending them into the void via owl like he'd been doing, so he pulls away from the cases and towards the door.

There's always coming back tomorrow. ]