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WHO: Everybody
WHEN: Day 78, Post Game.
WHERE: @ Fallout Shelter ( for the winners ) & south of Twilight Lake, 6ft under ( for the losers )

WHAT:

[ Team ❤️ ( Jill, Ciaccona, Megumi, Monika ) & Team ♦️ ( Lyney, Mydei, Kaveh, Ratio ) & Team ♣️ ( Diluc, Jing Yuan, Lahabrea, Vil ) will all come to in a claustrophobic coffin six feet underground in the field that all of this craziness started in. you're still suffering from the hallucinations, paranoia, & honesty! which should definitely be a good time for somebody trapped in a wooden box. as for the necrosis, well, that seems to have taken care of itself... but once you're able to move and inspect yourself some more you'll find that you've got shrapnel from the collapsing bunker lodged in you. nothing fatal, but it's definitely painful and very likely bleeding. it can *only* be removed *with help*. you can't remove the pieces on your own. ]

[ Team ♠️ ( Brant, Aventurine, Castorice, Jayce ) & EVERYBODY ELSE will get a text message once the game ends with the coordinates of the woods that your friends are currently buried in. a follow-up simply says bring a shovel. this is probably confusing to those who didn't participate, but they'll find out what's what soon enough. ]

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And who, pray tell, is Sayori... hm. [ he offers her a hand. ] Hello Monika. Having a rough day?

[ She looks around as she takes his hand. ] Not here, apparently. ...She was one of my friends. [ Brushing the dirt off of her clothes, accidentally catching her finger on a glass shard and cutting herself. ] Yes. Rough is one way of putting it.

[ he can smell the blood before he can see it, his eyes shifting down toward the fresh wound. ] How about telling me about it while we take care of… this? [ he points at it before reaching to tear a small portion of the edge of her skirt. ]

Mmhmm. [ She hums before she grimaces as she looks at his face, shutting her eyes quickly. ] You don't feel like your face is melting off your skull correct? That's also in my head still? [ Please be still in her head. ]

[ he touches his own face with a small smile, ] No, it doesn't appear to be melting off... so I do believe that's all in your own head. We should probably get you home so you can rest.

That's good, I don't think that would be a pleasant experience. [ She peaks open her eyes to find the hallucination has passed for now. ] For the best, good thing I haven't upgraded my room yet, I'd hate to get blood all over new furniture so soon.

I'm sure the blood would have come out with a little bleach. Now... shall we get out of the woods? This is no place for a young girl.

I suppose. It was easier back home I just had to reset the game. [ Usually. Sometimes the code would fuck up and create more of a mess. ] If the hallucinations appear again, I may need a guiding hand.

If you reset the game, then wouldn’t you lose all the valuable progress you made…

And, in addition to that, if you happened to fail again, then you’ve more or less punished yourself for a second time.

It sounds risky. [ and he doesn’t even know about potential code fuck ups, which add another layer of oh shit to everything. ]

If you start to hallucinate again I’m just going to carry you. [ and by carry he means throw over his shoulder. he’s no prince charming. ]

If I was a player, yes, but I couldn't make progress or level up. I didn't even have my own romance route. It was closer to resetting your phone or another electronic device when it's not working properly. [ ... ] Still a little risky, I wasn't very good at it the first couple of times.

[ She nods, walking alongside him. ] I'll let you know, if they happen.

And you didn't think you try to make one for yourself, ..? I'm sure you could have found a way to write that into the code, or at least change the code to potentially re-route one of the other routes toward yourself. You're smart and resourceful. [ and clearly capable of manipulation. ] You improved over time at least.

[ he hums, nodding as his little automaton friend runs up from behind. ] Go on ahead and see if you can't find a first aid kit in the house. [ he speaks down to it. ]

Oh, I did. That's how I ended up killing my friends. Or well, driving most of them to kill themselves. So mixed results. [ She contemplates for a moment. ] Although, in the end, it was less about the romance and more that I wanted a connection to another sentient being. So... if I couldn't find another way to do so I... I don't think I would stop myself.

[ As they walk along the path she peers up at the canopy to see several nooses hanging from the branches. Some made of the typical rope, some made of intestines. Gagging a little, ( even Yuri wasn't this graphic ) Monika looks down quickly, picking at some of the glass in her one hand. ]

[ he sets a hand on her head, so she can't lift it and, instead, keeps her head down. he figures she's seeing something unpleasant, but he's not going to ask for details, since that'll just make matters for her worse. ] Don't do that. [ but he will swat at her hand gently. ] You'll make it harder for me later on when we've got to remove all of that. And while you hadn't made many real connections back 'home' it seems like you've certainly made some here.

Thanks... [ She stops her picking once he swats at her hand, lacing her fingers together to keep from giving in to the urge. ] True. I think I'm one of the only people here who doesn't want to return home.

...there's a chance that might not be true. Did I ever tell you about where I was before arriving in Shadowpeaks?

Really? [ She keeps her gaze away from the forest canopy but looks up at him. ] Were you not taken from your world? As in, your home world?

...yes and no. I wasn't in my own world right before I came here. I was somewhere that wasn't too different from this - Hell. It's where I got these wings.

Hell? ... Was that place better or worse than here? [ ... ] That's nice at least, that you got to keep something you got.

…hm, about the same. I hadn’t been there for too long and [ he snorts. ] getting ‘corruptions’ was not seen as a good thing. If you’re in hell for too long or if you died and weren’t revived in time, then you ‘earned’ yourself a corruption. You can think of it like a kind of glue… a way to hold your body together, so you could still exist.

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