cloud ☁️

[unrecked]

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[skyagain]

Just... shut up already.

[ he's hiding his face in his hand he is so embarrassed and wants to die ]

I don't sound like that. [ but he doesn't sound sure anymore he just sounds EMBARRASSED ] Do me a favor, shoot me again.

[ he is aware jason has no bullets. ]

[unrecked]

[HIS TURN TO BE AMUSED. But he does let it go. Harping on it will just wear out the fun of it.]

No way, then I wouldn't have anyone around to shoot me. [CLOUD HAS A SWORD.] For what it's worth, I think a lot of them needed to hear it. Even if it made me want to barf.

[skyagain]

I'll stab you whenever you want.

[ he said shoot, but cloud has a sword. he just groans and kind of hides his face more ]

It's making me want to barf. No one needed to hear that. [ let him perish on this bar. ] Everyone read that? Seriously?

[unrecked]

[He doesn't laugh, but he does kind of grin about Cloud's suffering.]

Yeah, if they bothered to look. This is why you're a boyscout. Lup hated it at least, by the way. She said, "Tell her yourself." She was real mad at you for dying.

[Mockingly:]

You sure you're not fighting?

[skyagain]

[ shoves him lightly without even looking. stop being terrible. ]

It's not like I died on purpose. Or even wrote that shit. Probably. Unless my ghost picked up a pen and I've lost the memory of that, too.

[ he hates this place. ]

[unrecked]

You probably stood in front of the great beyond and recited it for a transcriber.

[He would bobble if not for the fact he is built like a tank. He really shouldn’t be this much of a jokester when they just had the wildest trial. But maybe that’s why he is. So he doesn’t have to think about it.

Decompress.]

Hey, if the Wake Up Theory holds, maybe you woke up and typed it on a typewriter.

[skyagain]

Pretty sure this debunks that one actually. If I had to read it before sending, it wouldn't have seen the light of day.

[ he says nothing about potentially dictating it for a transcriber. he cannot put anything past anything anymore. life is the worst. ]

[unrecked]

[This makes him laugh quietly. He laughs, but like, he too would probably not have seen the light of day if he had to type out something like that.]

You know, we wrote letters after we died too. On the island. We couldn't talk to the living, but we could write one letter to send back to them. It'd always be sitting in their spot at the dinner table when we had the next trial.

[skyagain]

[ for once something from murdergames era one that matches...huh. cloud looks pensive at that, getting over his full embarrassment. ]

Yeah. Realm had something like that, too. We were the ones delivering the letters, but ... they'd get messed up in transport sometimes. Words got censored. Maybe... we'll get real letters on this side after a while too.

[unrecked]

[Some things change, some things stay the same! Hurting the living... always the same...]

Censored? Makes sense, I guess. Don't want too much getting out, ruining the "game." We couldn't write anything about our deaths, or killers. Just sentimental stuff. Like what you did.

[WILL HE LET CLOUD LIVE IT DOWN FOR TWO SECONDS? No.]

[skyagain]

Forget Lup, I'm the one who's gonna be fighting you if you don't shut up about that. [ GRUMBLING EMPTY THREAT ] But yeah. Back then we thought it was the transport between that messed it up, but it must've been programmed that way. Most of them managed to share info anyway, at least.

[ a beat ]

Then again, it wasn't always accurate.

[unrecked]

[Is this a friends to lovers arc, Zia?? Don't threaten Jason with fighting, that's his love language.]

We're just going to have to hope Clementine doesn't hate us all enough to not talk to us. Well, unless she somehow tomorrow scrapes out of death the way you did. Even if some things are left out, we should be able to piece it together.

[skyagain]

[ NO ONE IS LOVERSING CLOUD. the mention of clementine makes him grimace and he hasn't even killed her yet. hilarious. ]

... She'll work with us if she gets there. We already talked about it.

[unrecked]

[LET CLOUD FIND LOVE

He peers at Cloud, quiet for a moment, like he's probably trying to read him about the conversation topic.]

Guess she got The Talk from more than one of us then.

[skyagain]

... I doubt she needed it. She's smart.

[ the answer to reading him is that he looks exhausted and bummed out and angry all at once thanks ]

[unrecked]

[Oh, mood. Very mood. This is why they get along maybe.]

She is smart. I don't think we'll have to worry. When we played the "Trolley Game" in the room, she wanted to pick the option that saved the most people. Sure, the people she cared about were some of the "most," but still. She said people should look out for each other.

[skyagain]

[ they are best friends anna live with it ]

... Yeah. That sounds like her. She worked pretty hard back in the Realm to help coordinate everything so everyone would get out.

[unrecked]

[tch]

So we don't have to worry about anything except the communication not existing, or it being intercepted too badly.

And tomorrow, of course.

[skyagain]

... And tomorrow. [ he frowns ] She's probably going to try and fight whoever else is up there if she can.

[ lol, lmao ]

[unrecked]

Good for her.

[lol]

I didn't peg her as the type of person who would go down without much of a fight.

[skyagain]

She's not. But no one's going to enjoy it if she's trying to fight someone they like. Usual bias.

[ or it'll be cloud and it wont matter ]

[unrecked]

I know, but that's how they want the game played. To create groups, to pick sides. It disrupts us focusing on the hotel, on Nightman since we're too busy being worried about each other.

[STOP]

[skyagain]

Yeah. I know. Doesn't make it any less bullshit.

[ again this speculation does not matter ]

[unrecked]

I don’t disagree. I’m just saying. The more we start creating divides, the less we’re going to accomplish.

But I know that’s going to happen anyway. It’s natural, especially between people who have history.

[skyagain]

Yeah. Best we can hope is what, some bridges between the divides?