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

[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.

[elemancy]

Yeah, pretty sure that's when it was, seemed to be what she meant by it.

[he nods to the rest of that.] She told me they weren't really sentient and couldn't pronounce theirs names. But it all lines up.

[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.]

[elemancy]

Might be, just. Don't. Kill Cream Soda.

[he may hate the sheriff but GODDAMN THAT CAT DID NOTHING WRONG?]

Getting the story from him's... trying yesterday didn't go too well.

[and that's all he's saying about that for now because that thread still isn't done and i'm not sure yet!]

[insincerely]

Well, darn, there goes my cat-killing plans.

[HE'S KIDDING]

[impulsiveness]

[YANKS HIS NOSE

AGAIN

FUCKER]

[insincerely]

[WHY IS EVERYONE SO VIOLENT TOWARDS HIM AT THESE MEETINGS]

[impulsiveness]

[HE'S VERY PUNCHABLE.]

[impulsiveness]

Why the hell would I kill a cat? That's gross, dude.

[But also:]

I won't ask you to elaborate.

[elemancy]

Just making sure you don't pick up on Ash's tendencies. The cat did nothing wrong.

[and.]

Thanks. [he'll talk about what he can when it's needed.]

[impulsiveness]

Ugh. No worries. I'm not in risk of picking up robo-cooties.

[BUT. YEAH. HE'S GOT YOU, NOCTIS.]