CHAPTER 7 ; MINGLE

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The Story Continues... CHAPTER 7 - WEEK 715 Narrators Remain ; Just before Narrators awake, those who are still attached to partners will dream of the two of them together – and then the sudden snap of a red string that connects the two of them. Once they awake, they’ll find the entire section of the rulebook pertaining to Partners has disappeared entirely. Apparently the time for partnerships is over. In addition, the castle has begun to empty out. Perhaps Narrators will notice it now especially on this morning, as their footsteps echo and the halls lack the familiar faces they’ve come to know. Upon entering the dining hall, the tapestries of Evan Hansen, Lord El-Melloi II, Natsuo, Fon Master Ion, Fane, Varian, and Zelos Wilder will all catch flame and disappear as the fire engulfs them entirely, leaving nothing behind. Yet one oddity seems to have enchanted the castle this week – there are the sounds of running footsteps and the familiar laughter of those who have departed. Should you choose to follow this noise, you’ll be led to the Puppet Room. The door will shut behind you – you’ll catch be movement out of the corner of your eye. Yet instead of a puppet entering the stage and re-enacting a dramatic scene, it will just suddenly appear… closer to you. It lingers there, and makes no other move. Welcome to Week 7, everyone! We would also like to remind players to submit all of their Chapter 6 PCs and new PCs at the Private Conversations page and review the weekly ooc notes for important details in the castle. Something odd will be arriving on Wednesday, July 25th 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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[finethanks]

Classics - Monday

[So, it's his turn, finally? Eichi is rather quiet as he approaches the tapestries dripping ink, and he stays there for a bit too long, looking at Belph's, and then Sanji's, followed by his own. He holds out his palm to catch the ink from his own and stares at it there, looking a little lost behind his practiced smile.]

I wonder... is this really winning, in this game?

[Someone get his hand out from the ink thanks.]

Library - Monday & Tuesday

[Aside from that, there's no music for Eichi, this week. He's still ill, though he's trying harder and harder to look fine. He has his tea as normal, but it's the library he heads to. He's gone there often enough, but this time he's there more frequently, either staring at the leather-bound book that keeps adding more with increasing frustration, or settling down in a chair with some nice books on war.

No matter who it is he happens to see enter, he'll smile and offer a little wave.]

I hope you're doing well, today.

monday, library

[disclosures]

[While she's certainly started sleeping better, this weekend was an emotional roller coaster and she's never been so drained in her life.

She grabs a book at random and sinks into a chair nearby.]

Not really.

[finethanks]

No? Is there anything you'd like to talk about, perhaps? I could bring us some tea, and I'll sit and listen to your woes. ♪

[disclosures]

... I don't know if I want to talk about some of it yet.

[Because it's so scary to actually think about what she feels and have to deconstruct it.]

I'm worried about the end of this week and we haven't even gotten there yet.

[finethanks]

That's how it is, isn't it...

[He leans forward in his chair, folding his book over his finger so not to lose his place, but still trying to be a little closer to Rebecca.]

Please, don't worry yourself too much. Your presence helps Goro as much as his helps you, so I'd appreciate it if you could stay calm. Things are coming to an end, slowly but surely, aren't they?

1/2

[disclosures]

It's a lot easier said than done! [She snaps.

It takes her a moment to realize she's done it.]

classics!

[sanguinairy]

[A GOOD QUESTION let's ask Waver who clearly knows the key to winning every survival game--

Souji is definitely looking a little concerned at his fellow sickly over here, though, gently stepping over and barely casting a look up toward the "bloodied" tapestries.]

--Who can say? [But he will just sort reach out and touch Eichi's elbow as if to say "you stop that".] You probably won't find an answer like this, though.

[finethanks]

[Slowly, at the touch to his elbow, he pulls his hand back with a sigh. It's covered in ink now and dripping on the floor, itself.]

I had wondered if these intended to count our actions back home alone, or in this place, as well. It seems this answers it... probably.

[sanguinairy]

[wow eichi doesn't actually kill anyone in canon??? the biggest twist yet

Souji glances up at the tapestries at that, though, lips briefly pressing into a thin, thoughtful line.]

--Probably. [WELL, THIS IS FINE.] We should get you cleaned up.

[finethanks]

[Not if mentally breaking them doesn't count! Yay!]

Does it matter? I've already stained these hands beyond what can be cleaned. [dramatic] Well, but I'd like to avoid getting it on my face, I suppose.

classics

[axilium]

[belph will just casually ignore his own tapestry, thanks.]

Alternatively, we could all lie on the floor and ponder the meaning of life, the universe, and everything.

[finethanks]

Fufu... it's been some time, Belph-kun.

[He'll pull his hand away from his own tapestry, finally, but now it's dripping, too.]

Did you want to do such a thing? There are many great thinkers who came to wonderful answers or theories after doing something like that.

[axilium]

Yeah, I take it you were busy banging your boyfriend.

[hurrah, inky tapestries for all!]

Nah. I prefer not thinking.

[finethanks]

Well, I did spend some time doing that, if you insist on bringing it up. But there was plenty else that I was up to, you know?

I spent so much time discussing you, that I forgot that I hadn't said hello at all. It's my fault... I hope you'll forgive me.

classics

[nivation]

[ Nah, Kyouka will let him get covered in the ink of his kills. ]

Are any of us winning?

[ Everyone is some kind of combination of sick, tired, or depressed. ]

[finethanks]

In the end, I believe we will have that victory.

[Or, that's what he's hoping for. He's still just watching the ink pool in his hand then drip down.]

Are you doing alright, Kyouka-chan? If you're one of those who is angry with me, it's fine if you want to punch me.

[nivation]

I'm here. [ She's alive. She's existing. Alright is hard to say. ]

If I wanted to harm you, I would have already. [ Isn't that nice to hear? ] I did not like what you did, but I understand why you did.

[finethanks]

Everyone is saying that same thing... At this point, it would be easier on me to hear that people are angry, you know?

[Scold him... yell at him, so he can stop beating himself up, instead. Ah, but it's not that easy, he supposes.]

I'm sorry that things are difficult, Kyouka-chan. But I do believe we can fix this.

classics, monday

[psychedelica]

A miracle happened for you. You shouldn't be complaining.

[ Hikage doesn't seem to care one way or another whether Eichi gets his hands dirty (literally, in this case.) ]

[finethanks]

[Ah, Hikage, pal, buddy. A comment like that gets a bright smile, and then a flick of Eichi's fingers to send some ink his way.]

I'm not, though? [That question mark] Don't tell me you're jealous, Hikage-kun?

[psychedelica]

[ rude. he shakes his head and hair like a startled animal when the ink flies his way before settling into an expression of exasperation. ]

What is there to be jealous of?

[finethanks]

My closeness with Goro, of course.

[Okay,] If you continue to go around scowling like that, you'll wrinkle your pretty face, so stop it already.

tuesday to be different :/

[vigilantics]

[ she actually freezes for a second when she sees that it's eichi; it's a little difficult to get over very intense bitter feelings just in a few days.

still, she waves back. ]

Better, I guess.

GOOD,,,

[finethanks]

[Ha ha ha, he is used to people looking at him like that, so it doesn't even surprise him. It's more normal than all these freaks forgiving him instantly.]

Better is good, isn't it? We're all nearing the end, and I believe we all mean to make it a good one, so it's a positive feeling that I'm sensing, overall, among the dread. ♪ [Don't music note that]

Even speaking to me as you are now, despite that hesitation... it's the same for you, isn't it?

[vigilantics]

[ ... why is he like this. ]

We are definitely going to make it a good one. [ she has no doubt about that. ] I'm just not very patient.