WEEK 6

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WEEK 6

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Five weeks. It's been five weeks, and twenty-seven has now dwindled down to eleven. And while only two passed this week, this trial may have been the most devastating in its own way, as threads of patience frayed and fragments of trust fractured. Nevertheless, if The Lady is to be believed, that may very well have been the final set of sacrifices that she was waiting for, so perhaps the end is in sight.

Of course, the fact that everyone is still stuck in Krakow means that it's not over yet, and who even knows what's happening over in the Twilight?

And so, some more changes are in store for this week, even if it may not be the same ones that you've gotten used to. For one thing, the fog stays put and no new areas of the city are revealed under the light of the lampposts. Secondly, The Lady is nowhere to be found in the city, with her bookstore office vacated and abandoned with nary a trace as to where she went. And third, the clock tower will no longer operate, which-- well. Actually that's not new at all, but it certainly may make it difficult to keep up with the facade of passing days. At least the moon still serves as a reminder of that, gibbous phase waxing into something fuller over the course of the week even if the color looks a bit off.

It may not be a fresh new start, but it's not time to give up yet, is it? After all, you are all Survivors.

[[Welcome to Week 6! Note that there are no new locations this week, but feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. As alluded above, The Lady will be unavailable, while Rembrandt will still be around on Monday and Tuesday before disappearing for the rest of the week.]]

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Cw: ghost stories, body horror, all that jazz

[tokihanate]

[ If anyone comes near the autoshop, they'll hear the intercom speakers go on and a voice start to drone through some static with spooky ghost stories. Many of them having to do with Krakow itself. One's about vampire graves and how their bodies would be placed in a fetal position with their heads between their legs and pegs and such pined in their bodies and how there were female bodies in this state found under the Main Square. Another is about a lady that haunts city hall, one beheaded as punishment by her father for having an affair. And the voice seems more mildly amused as it talks about Wawel Hill supposedly having spiritual energies and how a man called Appollonius of Tyana had discovered this hill with positive chakra radiation. There's other tales too, like a demonic posession from Wroclaw, and in Czermna there's the Skull Chapel (and the voice is particularly disgusted by this though maybe not for the actual thing) which is quite literal and is a chapel surrounded in skulls and bones and how "Exsurge a mortuis" is inscribed on a crucifix, one about a black limo that roamed Warsaw that would lure passersbys and children and inside there was a blood transfusion station, and etc. There is usually some page turning during this.

This voice will also take a lot of breaks. And sometimes it'll do Japanese ghost stories instead, more on the improv, and provide some sound effects like scratching nails on something and a raspy breathing sound and etc. In between these stories though there's sometimes a random word insert like "walkie-talkie" and "Iago".

The voice will probably stop if you stop and talk to it, but will resume as soon as you are gone. ]

[deadlygoals]

[ He's in here to more or less try to puzzle stuff out so this is fine.

He does catches the random word inserts here and there, but isn't going to try to talk. Just listening. ]

[tokihanate]

[ and here is a very random, super unrelated story about a four-eyes sailor that got thrown overboard by the crew and was rescued ashore by some islanders, who turn out to be also abandoned crew members of the same ship. And that they're all ghosts actually.]

[deadlygoals]

[ Ooooh spoopy. Clapping. What's next??? ]

[tokihanate]

[ here's a weird one. It's just chanting, very softly at first, then ups it's tempo and volume. The chant is Exsurge a mortuis. Then it abruptly ends. And another ghost story continues.]

[deadlygoals]

[ WAKE ME UP INSIDE I can't wake up wake me up inside. ]

Ah~ Wake the dead?

[tokihanate]

Buu buu! [ that's a buzzer wrong sound.]

[deadlygoals]

Rise? Stand up? Recover?

let's use a walkie talkie.

[deadlygoals]

[ Okay okay, he's heard enough stories that he can probably repeat them to Rean. Let's try using the walkie talkie. ]

Breaker one nine. Do you copy?

[ortion]

[For a moment or two, Dazai's words seem to have simply been swallowed by static.

But then, a familiar voice answers back.]

I copy.

[Dazai, what does that first bit even mean, though. Anyway:]

It's about time. I trust you all aren't completely falling apart over there?

[deadlygoals]

[ There's a sigh, which isn't said into the radio or anything.

Clicking the button. ]

We might be just a bit, but I'm sure we'll pick ourselves up soon enough. This group is powered on spite after all. Do you want me to get Iago?

[ortion]

[While he doesn't hear it, it's still totally a mood.]

Then you share a common sentiment with those of us in the Twilight. We do have some positive news to give at least. You will hear from a few of us on that, I am sure.

[Like Shin at McDonald's...]

But yes, if you wouldn't mind. I want to speak with him.

[deadlygoals]

[ Please someone talk to Shin. ]

Glad we agree on that much. [ There's a beat because what do you even say... ]

Hope you don't mind that I gave him the robot you were working on.

[ He will go locate Iago though. ]

[ortion]

Of course I don't. I cannot think of safer hands for it to be in. [...] Thank you for doing that. I hope it at least gave him some comfort.

[He really has no idea just how badly things went.]

Ango is here as well, of course. We have two walkie-talkies. Feel free to address us anytime. One of us will hunt him down.

[psychophant]

[Iago didn't exactly plan to go to the autoshop. That's where Dist died and where he left Dist that night and overall it's just full of terrible associations right now. But Iago has never made a good decision in his life and he ends up here anyway.

...And then he decides that this is the most goth shit he's ever heard and he's here for it, so he pulls up a chair and listens. He doesn't plan on staying for long, but he's there long enough to catch those random words and he starts a bit at hearing his own name.]

Well, I suppose there's no harm in asking if you can hear me. I'm here, and I'm listening.

[deadlygoals]

[ He's here with the walkie talkie. ]

Dist wants to talk to you.

[ Holding it out. ]

Click the button when you want to talk, but let it go as soon as you're done.

[psychophant]

[Mmmmmngh he'd rather not deal with Dazai at all ever again, but—]

Thank you.

[It's stiff, awkward, but for once he won't say anything else about it. He can keep his anger to himself - besides, there's something much more important to focus on.

So thanks, Dazai, even if he's entirely too upset still to really be able to handle that right now.]

[deadlygoals]

[ He's giving him space. A LOT OF SPACE. He'll be back to collect the walkie talkie later. Not even going to say anything while he slips out. Have fun you two ]

[tokihanate]

[ in the background, the intercom drones on in a retelling of tanabata. Albeit kind of dismissively and distainfully.]

[reanbeans]

...this was a bit much, I think.

[ He also had a walkie talkie and all that but yeah. He'd recognize Hyobu's voice from anywhere. ]

[tokihanate]

[ the intercom pauses for a second.]

Oh, is it? How about this one then. [ and comes a the whimsical tale about a ghost who wanted to see a very special girl and so disguised himself as a doctor. He saw the girl born but the staff thought he was really a doctor and had him deliver 10 babies. He was so tired that a small boy had lead an old decrepit granny cop to him and he was arrested and put into prison. Of course, since he was a ghost he could just leave his cage any time he wanted. So, really, he was just putting on a show for the stupid granny copy. ]

Any better~?

[reanbeans]

[ For the record, Rean did listen intently to this story. Though, as to be expected, there was a moment where it reached a ridiculous threshold of some sort.

He wondered if this was some tale vaguely related to Hyobu himself, but he also figured that he's just thinking too hard on it. ]

Yeah, though it sounds kind of silly. But, we can do with some of that in this situation.

[ Beat. ]

...Did you just come up with these stories on your own or...?

[tokihanate]

[ Joke's on you Rean, it's exactly what happened. ]

No, I got a book from the bookstore. Very touristy, but rather interesting. Though other ones are just traditional ones from Japan. I had a comrade once who was very into books.

[reanbeans]

Oh, alright.

[ LKMLGHH:RKM Rean's instincts strike again...

Except where he did believe the man here, so that's where that ended. ]

You did? Can you tell me what they were like?

[tokihanate]

Hmm, he was older than me and had very long hair. His name was Utsumi. Though people in the military didn't approve of that sort of thing, so he enforced his will on them. When someone had beat him up for it, he went to their dormitories and read loudly ghost stories. [ Sound familiar? ] He was very nice usually though. A memory of him is still on my ship.