Let's end this spiral down, pick ourselves off the ground [W5, Sunday]

[hydrokinetics]

[It's early evening when the Bounty group gathers again. There's more to discuss now that they've had time to cope and pick themselves up again, ready to get back to work. Time is still marching on and it's nothing that they can waste.

Together again, they settle. The room is quiet for a time as they all gather their thoughts. With everything that came up this weekend? They need a new plan of action.]

Comments

[impulsiveness]

[The room will remain quiet because, hah, it's Jason "speaking up" here. But he carefully writes something down to show the group.]

We know now that both the Bounties and the Doctor are eligible as Bandits. Revealing you've been chosen as a Bandit before and during the trial is a death sentence, too.

[And, boy. That makes him feel ill. But there's something else written on the page.]

We need to come up with a game plan. What will we do if one of us gets picked?
And don't suggest dying. That's stupid and won't help us beat the game.

[robitussin]

...What about Hannibal?

[She bites her lip.]

Now that the Madame isn't here to investigate him.

[elemancy]

It's not like we have a lot of options.

[to do that without dying.]

We can try to come up with something, but... I think we need to prepare for the worst, too.

[when it comes to them being eligible as bandits and what it means, that's... important.]

[thatsthespirit]

[TRUST EXERCISES TIME]

Regardless of what we decide to do, I think it's important to maintain the bonds of trust between us.

. . . thus, while I agree that we should all do our best to stay alive, I think we should tell each other if we were chosen as a Bandit at the conclusion of the trial.

[hydrokinetics]

[It's been bugging him since yesterday. The whole thing is really bugging him, so.]

Okay...are we going to talk about the fact that apparently our Deputy was trying to do me a favor by sticking Russell in the stocks and how I'm kind of weirded out by that? I never gave Milla my list yesterday but now I'm wondering if that'll help us at all.

[robitussin]

Yeah, if you've got any idea who might be the kind of person to do that, it could help.

[elemancy]

....Might as well get some of this out here in the open while we can. Some of it we all know already, some of it... I dunno if everyone knows yet.

Ash is aware of all the roles, because he got it off the Sheriff's computer. I'm not sure how much about them he knows, but he knew about this from that point—Sara told me that.

And this game's held once a year for the Sheriff's weird, alien bloodthirtsy bosses to feast on, since it sates them, or whatever.

[just in case everyone's not all up that information.]

[insincerely]

... Is this when he broke into the Sheriff's apartment and killed his cat?

And to add onto the Sheriff's bosses—according to the Sheriff, they exist outside of time and space, and yeah, they feed off of pain. If they didn't do this, they'd go around destroying universes.

[impulsiveness]

Think breaking into the second floor to check that computer out might be worth it?
Unless you can get the full story out of him, Noctis.

[He would have eyebrow waggled five weeks ago, tbh.]

[insincerely]

I talked with Xion last night. I'm not the only one, I'm assuming.

[...]

Putting aside the fact that she's kind of an emotional wreck right now, which is about par for the course, she knows about the ending condition where no one's willing to kill each other. Just to make sure: that came from one of you guys?

[elemancy]

I haven't talked to her, so.

[defers to the room, just clarifying that part.]

[hydrokinetics]

[SIGHS. FOR FUCKS SAKE, XION.]

That came from me, yeah. I told her so she'd maybe stop flipping out about Felix and how she volunteered to kill him. [He's. Frankly a little annoyed, actually.] We're lucky it's you she's telling, but now we have to wonder who else she's going to tell. This is why I didn't tell her what the roles do.

[insincerely]

So... who wants to admit to having no social life and try writing letters to dead people?

[aka hey guys let's fish info from the graveyard]

[thatsthespirit]

[. . . raises her hand]

[she's ignoring the part about having no social life, of course]

[impulsiveness]

I think our social lives went to the grave. Literally.
But do you think it's possible to write back to them?

[hydrokinetics]

[Also...raises his hand, while holding a letter he's already drafting. Oops.]

[elemancy]

Seems like Milla's got Sara covered, but I'm gonna try it anyway.

Maybe I can try to find something else out from Riku too, if there's anything to go on from before.

[bittybat]

I know the purposes of the rest of the boarded up buildings.

[elemancy]

This is the part where you keep going.

[damnan....]

[impulsiveness]

?

[THAT IS ALL.]

[insincerely]

[WELL THEN]

... And?

[hydrokinetics]

...and? [He's still probably on the ground, pardon him.]

[thatsthespirit]

[LOOK SHE WAS JUST BEING ENTERTAINED BY DUMB BOYS BEING DUMB BUT???]

Please, continue.

replies to my own damn self STOP GOING TURBO

[bittybat]

I used a reward to ask their purposes. The Sheriff claims three are "storage"--whatever that means--one is for broadcasting, and the other two are communications and record keeping.

All of them are undoubtedly rigged.

I assume "broadcasting" is for relaying our little game to the audience. His employers. Storage could be anything. [He glances at Jason. He signs, Clones?] Communications and record keeping...

Contacting his employers possibly? And a record of all of the games they have held.

[bittybat]

[Damian holds up a piece of paper. This is written on it.]

I asked the Sheriff to tell the Deputy I wanted to duel publically. The Deputy refused. This is the answer I received.

[hydrokinetics]

[...he's still on the floor.]

Why would you ask for that without telling us?