[ he makes a face because everyone needs to not mention lup fingering his eye hole, thanks, but... ]
No clue how I came back to life. But Thursday... I woke up death night and went downstairs. I had the sword out already. ...Clem showed up in the lobby and shot at me the second she saw me. I blocked it and she ran, so I followed. The rest you guys pretty much guessed.
[Jason did not offer any tickets because he is selfish and no one asked, so he does not feel too bad about this.]
Do you know if either of you might've been possessed? Or did the big man upstairs just decide to wake two people up and see what happened? You know, knowing Clementine probably would've been nervous.
... She looked like she felt guilty. But it was the same thing as Sieghart. Shadows went to see her on Monday. [ he shakes his head ] ... Wish I'd been able to tell.
She was. But she's also worried about others, too. We played the trolley "game" in the experiment room before. She was really ready to sacrifice my pal in favor of the five people on the other track. She was just possessed. Don't tell me you're going to try to take the blame just because you were in the wrong place at the wrong time?
[Cloud.]
Look. It's not so bad this way so long as the contract and that weird fuck hold their side of the deal. Do I trust it? No. But for now, AJ seems to be a guarantee. We just have to make sure she goes back.
I mean--beats me technically. But I assume Nightman isn't looking to have us dead forever. There's little fun in that. Probably just satisfied someone is dying in general.
Then again, I don't think we ever quite figured out the musical chair clue.
[LET'S NOT THINK ABOUT THAT]
You die again tomorrow, and I'm putting my foot up your corpse's ass.
That's the stupidest hint I've heard heard in my entire life then. Get better hints.
[Not to him, though. NIGHTMAN, YOU LISTENING? GET BETTER HINTS. WHY DON'T THEY MAKE A LICK OF DAMN SENSE? HOW WOULD THAT HELP THEM? As I come unhinged in my brackets.]
And the bullet through your eye wasn't? Jesus.
[He will CONTINUE to rag the shit out of Cloud because he's mad.]
[ dryly. he is so used to jason bitching that he just starts moving towards the restaurant bar (actual bar is banned for trauma rn) and fully expects jason to follow ]
I meant I didn't expect it to happen twice. The bullet through the eye was new. That's a memory I could do without.
[Yes, he just goes along and follows like a puppy (don't read into this zia).]
I think the whole thing is one someone could probably do without. Maybe stop wearing so much hair gel, and you won't be top heavy enough to fall over and not be able to get back up.
it's so funny he is offended by this but also funny the hair stands that way on his own, and i simply have to let jason accept it]
Nightman. He has very specific interior designers for his very lavish and out-dated aesthetic murder hotel. What better way to incapacitate you for a sixteen year old girl who he has possessed. Since people killing each other normally is no fun.
Do I get first dibs' on kicking Nightman's ass now that I died and came back?
[ he is just saying he would enjoy it. anyway, now they are at the bar so jason just has to accept jrpg hair, and cloud grabs a drink. and then another and slides that one over to jason. illegal underage drinking!! ]
You find out anything else while I was dead? I can't say I got much from our excursion on Thursday besides-- well, everything ended when the sun rose up.
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I already had to get Rupert to refill me because someone decided to go ahead and die. But you still owe me a drink.
[Cloud just has to order it TCH]
How're you feeling?
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[ JEEZ!!! he didn't MEAN TO and he GOT BETTER ]
A lot better now that I don't have a hole in my head. Memory's back, too. Guess I was... evidence.
[ he looks so tired. ]
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Yeah. You made Lup dig in that. [STOP] What happened?
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No clue how I came back to life. But Thursday... I woke up death night and went downstairs. I had the sword out already. ...Clem showed up in the lobby and shot at me the second she saw me. I blocked it and she ran, so I followed. The rest you guys pretty much guessed.
[ read: spent 15 tickets to watch ]
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Do you know if either of you might've been possessed? Or did the big man upstairs just decide to wake two people up and see what happened? You know, knowing Clementine probably would've been nervous.
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...She was. I tried to reason with her, a bit. In the bar.
[ not like, a lot, it was hard with getting bottles thrown at him constantly, but. ]
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So Nightman is still possessing people to get some fun. If it is them.
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[ it means he got his one adopted kid to murder him!! it was rude!! he's never adopting again!!! ]
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It is. How was she when you went to talk to her?
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... She looked like she felt guilty. But it was the same thing as Sieghart. Shadows went to see her on Monday. [ he shakes his head ] ... Wish I'd been able to tell.
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I talked to her a few times. Friday, too, no less. And she didn't seem off even to me. So you're not the only one.
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[Cloud.]
Look. It's not so bad this way so long as the contract and that weird fuck hold their side of the deal. Do I trust it? No. But for now, AJ seems to be a guarantee. We just have to make sure she goes back.
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[ like. that's what he is worried about. but he shakes his head ]
... Yeah. I know you're right. We've got six more weeks to get this right and get everyone out of here.
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Then again, I don't think we ever quite figured out the musical chair clue.
[LET'S NOT THINK ABOUT THAT]
You die again tomorrow, and I'm putting my foot up your corpse's ass.
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[ sometimes. it's not that deep, jason. but either way, a little offended; ]
Stop putting that shit on me. It's not like I wanted to die. The whole impaled experience was a one time deal in my book.
[ sometimes you are just... so unlucky ... with gravity ]
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[Not to him, though. NIGHTMAN, YOU LISTENING? GET BETTER HINTS. WHY DON'T THEY MAKE A LICK OF DAMN SENSE? HOW WOULD THAT HELP THEM? As I come unhinged in my brackets.]
And the bullet through your eye wasn't? Jesus.
[He will CONTINUE to rag the shit out of Cloud because he's mad.]
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[ dryly. he is so used to jason bitching that he just starts moving towards the restaurant bar (actual bar is banned for trauma rn) and fully expects jason to follow ]
I meant I didn't expect it to happen twice. The bullet through the eye was new. That's a memory I could do without.
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I think the whole thing is one someone could probably do without. Maybe stop wearing so much hair gel, and you won't be top heavy enough to fall over and not be able to get back up.
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I don't wear hair gel. [ why's he offended by this. ] Curtain rod pinned me. Who even makes them like that.
[ he's grumbling because it fucking hurt to have the world's sharpest curtain rod stab him :/ ]
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it's so funny he is offended by this but also funny the hair stands that way on his own, and i simply have to let jason accept it]
Nightman. He has very specific interior designers for his very lavish and out-dated aesthetic murder hotel. What better way to incapacitate you for a sixteen year old girl who he has possessed. Since people killing each other normally is no fun.
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[ he is just saying he would enjoy it. anyway, now they are at the bar so jason just has to accept jrpg hair, and cloud grabs a drink. and then another and slides that one over to jason. illegal underage drinking!! ]
You find out anything else while I was dead? I can't say I got much from our excursion on Thursday besides-- well, everything ended when the sun rose up.
[ the dream theory... ]
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[This feels incredibly socially debilitating to him, but he is going to have to suck it up. Luckily, he is not a drinker really.
Though this place feels like it might start turning him into one. Roy would laugh.]
Thanks. [Quickly moving on:] Nah, not really. Still think things might be a dream, yeah. The hallway of fucked up doors? Feels kinda like nightmares.
You tried to do, uh, room service yet? Or cut a deal? Like—talked to them about it.
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Not yet. I was supposed to talk to them again on Thursday, so I thought I'd check then, but... Stuff happened.
[ STUFF. his arm is still fucked up please. ]
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[Fucking Cloud. Jason’s expression looks exactly like that sentiment. Fucking CLOUD.]
I’m going to try later maybe. See what the conditions are even if I don’t take it. Not a big fan of devil deals, but whatever.
[He sips the drink but nursing it makes him feel better actually.]
Kind of want to see if they’ll tell me anything about why I had to pull Claude out of the ground like a potato.
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