I guess that makes sense. You haven't gotten it yet, though? [weird...] I don't know, though.
[grabby hand for cloud.] Something. Something nice. Things are kind of falling apart around here, it looks like, so I just want a good memory for the road.
Island's out. [ unless jason has good memories of that one week but cloud. doesn't think so. ] So are all the rooms we unlocked, and-- I think the armory. Other than that, everything in the hotel is still normal so far.
[ if they want to pick. he has no opinions here. ]
[WELL OKAY, lup makes a startled noise when he pulls them through, but she is not strong enough to dig her heels in to stop them, so - beach it is. a pause, and then:]
[ cloud was not holding onto jason but lup so stopping the chain there would've done nothing and so he followed, but once they're at the beach he just looks around a little deadpan ]
It wasn't a challenge, you know.
[ cloud wrote it as out because lup wanted a good time but ok, he Guesses ]
[The beach is surprisingly warm and sunny considering the atrocities of this place were so turbo compared to a lot of others. And considering it was actually purgatory. There's birds and a stretch of beach with soft sand, and an blue ocean where the horizon is endless.
Jason stands there a moment, turning his hand to glance around the beach with a sort of conflicted familiarity. It's been a while since he's woken up on this shore. Lup might not let go of him which is fine, but he does try to slip away as he slowly takes a few steps forward across the beach away from the ocean.
[turbo murder... i always forget shiptrap was icly a week.
she does not let go of him, and she does not let go of cloud, either, so jason drags them towards the beach. she's frowning a little, and she looks over her shoulder at cloud in a sort of worried way, but. for now she doesn't say anything, she just stands on the beach, holding jason's hand tightly.
he can zone out for about a minute before she will say something.]
He might be sort of zoning out, but he's still walking at least. Slowly, not rushing them. He's going up the beach toward the tree line where there is a clearing that leads to the mansion in the distance. He finally speaks:]
Neither did we.
[Which is why they were like oh, being hunted for sport? Sounds legit. Right.]
[she follows easily enough, stroking jason's hand with her thumb as they go. they are still daisychaining unless cloud is closer now, which in that case it's really just jason leading them around like that one carly rae jepsen video. it is really pretty here, despite everything she knows about the place.]
I don't know anybody who would. [she says, staring out over the water.] ... You didn't find out until the end, right?
[ this is a very stupid daisy chain. he's peering around them to look at the mansion in the distance, frowning. he's still not sure why they're here if it is making jason disassociate so much. he's being a quiet daisy as he waits for jason to answer that one, wondering ]
[He's leading them along the path to the mansion. It's old and fancy. It's kind of like Wayne Manor in aesthetics, but a little more pretentious than even that. If the whole murder hunt for sport was ignored, it seems like it'd be a nice resort of some kind, based on how the beach looked.
Though things do get... a bit creepier as they go? The vibe of it. Enigmatic, unsettling. Because it's empty, it's quiet here except for a few birds and the distant sounds of the jungle.]
Didn't know until I died the fourth night. No one knew unless they died, or at the very end when the Generals went out to kill who was left and told them.
[They have arrived! Up close, the mansion really is more pretentious than ever. There is so much carved, artistic stone.]
Yeah, mostly.
[the two of them: WE HATE IT HERE jason: leads them straight into the mansion
Up the staircase to the front! Enjoy. It's kind of interesting, aside from the distasteful air of spooky. Before going in, he pauses to look around the balcony, then out over the overgrowth.]
The jungle is out there with the ruins. And a sinkhole. This is all we had, whatever was here. Nothing changed.
she joins jason in looking at the overgrowth, tugging cloud closer. she's a little unsettled, but she feels better when they're both close to her. not for her sake, for theirs.
and then:] This must have felt like a dang marathon, huh. After just being here for a week.
[ this is not the time to be snarky, but he has to ask. cloud's observing the mansion doors while they look around, peering pensively. why are all mansions terrible. ]
[To Lup. He gets Cloud is being sassy, and it actually does make him sort of huff a kind of laughter. He's SO MAD Cloud always makes him laugh by being a dry asshole.
But he answers sincerely anyway. Shut up. Being on the island is making him feel weird. He didn't expect to see it here, honestly.]
The hole was where the "dead" were. I don't think the living could reach us necessarily, but... we were down there. Later on, a few of the swords started throwing bodies in it to hide them. They'd land down there with us when it happened.
[He starts pulling the daisy chain along again, leading them inside. The interior is just as old European pretentious as the outside. It'd really be a cool place to stay if not for the overtone of murder. And, uh, purgatory.]
Well. In a way. When you woke up after you died, you were standing over a coffin with your body in it. So we were down there with them, yeah. Sounds fucked, but maybe it isn't once you find out you've all been dead from the start.
[To the cellar...! He's taking them to a door that seems like it'd be a cellar, but instead of going down into enclosed earth, it's a winding open stone staircase all the way down a hole.
At the bottom is an open cave with fancy dinner setup on a long table. Each place at the table has a sketched portrait. Jason's portrait--it's surprising how baby-faced he looks when he's only a bit younger than he is now actually--is between a portrait of a hooded man and a portrait of a girl. There are a lot of portraits around the table, even one Cloud probably doesn't want to see.]
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It can be dangerous, [is murmured.] I bought another flashlight.
But it hasn’t come yet.
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What?
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[He takes Lup’s hand and once again glances between the two of them very ??? like.]
I thought maybe it’d help with the shadows. But they could be useless. […] What did you want to do?
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I guess that makes sense. You haven't gotten it yet, though? [weird...] I don't know, though.
[grabby hand for cloud.] Something. Something nice. Things are kind of falling apart around here, it looks like, so I just want a good memory for the road.
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anyway, he joins the daisy chain after a second ]
Island's out. [ unless jason has good memories of that one week but cloud. doesn't think so. ] So are all the rooms we unlocked, and-- I think the armory. Other than that, everything in the hotel is still normal so far.
[ if they want to pick. he has no opinions here. ]
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While they talk, Jason again just quietly stares at the front door with a mostly unreadable expression.
And then he suddenly leads the daisy chain through them. At least they end up on the beach first!]
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I guess the island is not out. [wryly.]
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It wasn't a challenge, you know.
[ cloud wrote it as out because lup wanted a good time but ok, he Guesses ]
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Jason stands there a moment, turning his hand to glance around the beach with a sort of conflicted familiarity. It's been a while since he's woken up on this shore. Lup might not let go of him which is fine, but he does try to slip away as he slowly takes a few steps forward across the beach away from the ocean.
Zone out with memories...]
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she does not let go of him, and she does not let go of cloud, either, so jason drags them towards the beach. she's frowning a little, and she looks over her shoulder at cloud in a sort of worried way, but. for now she doesn't say anything, she just stands on the beach, holding jason's hand tightly.
he can zone out for about a minute before she will say something.]
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he looks at the beach for himself, observing ]
... Not really what I expected purgatory to look like. [ he'll point it out. jason can zone out if he wants but :/ ]
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He might be sort of zoning out, but he's still walking at least. Slowly, not rushing them. He's going up the beach toward the tree line where there is a clearing that leads to the mansion in the distance. He finally speaks:]
Neither did we.
[Which is why they were like oh, being hunted for sport? Sounds legit. Right.]
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I don't know anybody who would. [she says, staring out over the water.] ... You didn't find out until the end, right?
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Though things do get... a bit creepier as they go? The vibe of it. Enigmatic, unsettling. Because it's empty, it's quiet here except for a few birds and the distant sounds of the jungle.]
Didn't know until I died the fourth night. No one knew unless they died, or at the very end when the Generals went out to kill who was left and told them.
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... Whew. Morbid. [her ears press back a bit.]
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which is to say he hates it too thanks ]
It always felt like this?
[ then again, when it's one week and they're being hunted to death every night, it might not be so weird for it to feel bad ]
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Yeah, mostly.
[the two of them: WE HATE IT HERE
jason: leads them straight into the mansion
Up the staircase to the front! Enjoy. It's kind of interesting, aside from the distasteful air of spooky. Before going in, he pauses to look around the balcony, then out over the overgrowth.]
The jungle is out there with the ruins. And a sinkhole. This is all we had, whatever was here. Nothing changed.
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she joins jason in looking at the overgrowth, tugging cloud closer. she's a little unsettled, but she feels better when they're both close to her. not for her sake, for theirs.
and then:] This must have felt like a dang marathon, huh. After just being here for a week.
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[ this is not the time to be snarky, but he has to ask. cloud's observing the mansion doors while they look around, peering pensively. why are all mansions terrible. ]
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[To Lup. He gets Cloud is being sassy, and it actually does make him sort of huff a kind of laughter. He's SO MAD Cloud always makes him laugh by being a dry asshole.
But he answers sincerely anyway. Shut up. Being on the island is making him feel weird. He didn't expect to see it here, honestly.]
The hole was where the "dead" were. I don't think the living could reach us necessarily, but... we were down there. Later on, a few of the swords started throwing bodies in it to hide them. They'd land down there with us when it happened.
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... That's - uh, horrific. [sweats.] Are you sure you want to be here, Jay?
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[ this is helping no one but it's the question that comes to mind because that's yikes ]
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[He starts pulling the daisy chain along again, leading them inside. The interior is just as old European pretentious as the outside. It'd really be a cool place to stay if not for the overtone of murder. And, uh, purgatory.]
Well. In a way. When you woke up after you died, you were standing over a coffin with your body in it. So we were down there with them, yeah. Sounds fucked, but maybe it isn't once you find out you've all been dead from the start.
[To the cellar...! He's taking them to a door that seems like it'd be a cellar, but instead of going down into enclosed earth, it's a winding open stone staircase all the way down a hole.
At the bottom is an open cave with fancy dinner setup on a long table. Each place at the table has a sketched portrait. Jason's portrait--it's surprising how baby-faced he looks when he's only a bit younger than he is now actually--is between a portrait of a hooded man and a portrait of a girl. There are a lot of portraits around the table, even one Cloud probably doesn't want to see.]
This is where we had trial. [...] And execution.
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