allstarz / yoru

[damp]

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weekend 0, saturday, first aid centre

[damp]

[ Well! This is handy to have considering everything that's going to take place soon.

Looks over when he sees Yoru. ]

Oh. It's you.

[nostradamus]

Human.

[imagine using their actual names... imagine...........

anyway, she glances around the room.]

... It looks well stocked. Their expectations become more clear by the second.

[damp]

North was pretty clear that we can expect more murder and danger.

[ Not that first aid kits are all that helpful on murder nights. ]

You're... Yoru, right? From, uh, "Wenis"?

[nostradamus]

Ugh. Why do you all insist on saying that stupid word in the same breath as my name?

[YES, IT'S IN THE PROFILES. HOWEVER.]

week zero, monday.

[nostradamus]

[hello. holds her hand out to him.]

You. Hold this.

[damp]

What? You're not holding anything...?

[ takes her hand anyway ]

[nostradamus]

And yet, you took it anyway.

[they're now holding hands... this is what she wanted...

anyway, i guess this is where i mention that her hand is pitch black doesn't feel like it's made out of flesh. feels closer to metal?]

week 1, monday, claire's

[damp]

[ Staring at the sign at the Claire's. ]

Why does an accessory shop do all of this...?

[nostradamus]

[scowling at the feet pic ad.]

It's no normal accessory shop. I've seen one like it before.

[damp]

In— [ remembers ] the place you were?

week two, monday.

[nostradamus]

[hello. we're at the (throws dart) layover hotel. she glances at rin when she notices he's entered the lobby.]

You. Come book one of the rooms with me.

[damp]

[ HELLO ]

What! Why?!

[nostradamus]

Because I want to see what's inside. So stop freaking out and come with me.

week five, thursday.

[nostradamus]

[where is rin at... did he get defibrillatored...]

[damp]

[ HE DID he's chilling... disassociating...

Looking surprised when he sees her. ]

[nostradamus]

What happened to you, boy?

[imagine saying hello like a normal person]

week 5, saturday

[damp]

[ Hello! He is :man_standing: alone in some corner of the airport. Perhaps sadly getting a coffee. I don't know. Please help. ]

[nostradamus]

[HELPPPPP

glances at him. this is so funny.]

You should earn an achievement for barely getting any votes after all that.

[damp]

[ HELP ME ]

People didn't believe me.

week 6, monday, airlock

[damp]

[ This can be pre- or post-crayon! He's just staring at the airlock.

This seems dangerous. ]

[nostradamus]

[forcibly assigns you post-crayon. she is just staring at him with eyes full of teen girl judgement.

and he gets to hear the same thought twice, overlapping, with the same voice but in a noticeably different tone: He ate crayons...]

[damp]

[ and you should thank him for it

Turns to glare at her. ]

week seven, monday.

[nostradamus]

[HAPPY ENDGAME WEEK... lemme know if you want to play with any of the effects like memshare and whatnot.

anyway, they are in (throws dart) nueva bork. she is staring at the whole ass city like she's contemplating setting it on fire.]

[damp]

[ i will take a crazy csm memory... ]

You really hate this place.

[nostradamus]

Of course I do! I should have burn it down to the ground while I still had the chance.

[ask and you shall receive... but also i want a return mem, okay.]