Round 4 graveyard

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[When your character dies, however that may be, they will feel themselves floating. For a moment or two they will linger at the site of their death, hovering just above everyone, watching.

Then they will feel a pull and they will get tugged all the way to the studio, through a wall, through the hall, through a door.

The place they end up in looks to be a backstage area. There is an area for storing supplies, a coat rack full of empty prinny costumes, a lounge area, and a place to rest. All of these areas are marked by a green border between the described rooms and the doors that go elsewhere. You will see prinnies come and go, hurrying around as they do their work for the day. But within those borders, some of the prinnies will take off their suits, revealing the human souls within. Men, women, old, young, there is a large mix. They are all very dead, though, and seem used to being dead.

And among all of the dead is one living girl, one who seems to be running the show behind the set. She can be found giving instructions to prinnies and telling them where to put things, but she will always take time to give everyone who arrives the same warning:]

Hi there! I'm Marona, and this is the backstage area. There's a lot to do yet, so if you could help us out I would really appreciate it.

All the areas with the green on the floor are safe to be in as ghosts. Your souls won't get pulled away as long as you stay in the safe areas. If you want to go outside of there, though, you have to put on a prinny suit. And if you do that, you have to follow the rules of the prinnies: no killing anyone, follow the orders you're given by the living, and try not to blow up too much.

If you have any questions, I'll be here! But you can come and go as you like. Just don't give Mr. Dazai too much trouble, okay?

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Week 6

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Site 4 stuff

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[It's time to enact the 'be nice to site 4' and 'smuggle shit to the prisoners' plans! Tag in with what your character is doing and we'll thread it out!]

[eldritcheyes]

[Leo isn't that comfortable with doing prinny stuff in the House, so he stays backstage as much as possible. The other dead, wherever they came from, seem nice enough, and they don't know him or what he did, so they're "safer" to be around in his current mood.

So as he works side-by-side with some of them, he tries to strike up a conversation, anything to feel a bit more normal.]

Um... so, were you guys always here, or did you show up at this site when we did? How much of this mess did you see from this side?

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[One of the dead, a man in his 30s or so, is the one who answers Leo.]

Actually I'm from this world. I'm not a 6350. But when I died, some weird demon kid found me and said "you're my vassal now" and I guess I just stuck around. I'm here on loan, just like most of the people here. We showed up at the site about the same time you did.

And we can see the mess at site 4 whenever any of us go there as part of our work. If you want to see it, you can go there too.

[visionem]

[ Alright. Alcor's got some caramel popcorn, chocolate truffles, and rice krispies treats because making things with flippers is hard especially when accounting for portability. And a thermos of high grade matcha, cause he can share for a worthy cause.

Cause he's a box penguin, he's gonna be flying in to site 4 as low to the ground as possible in an attempt to keep a low profile. So what's happening in site 4? ]

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[A lot of...well not chaos, exactly, but anxiety and extreme work hours? It very much looks like the group is trying to get too much work done with too small of a team. Everyone is frazzled because of being overworked too.

From the hushed whispers, Alcor will be able to tell that it's been like this since Saturday. If he wants more, though, he'll have to investigate or question people.]

[overconfidant]

[Welp, Akira prinny will be showing up at Site 4 with an entire bandolier of coffee thermoses and a supply of strawberry crepes (thanks Saki).

He'll be passing them out to the most tired looking people.]

Dood, you guys look like you're being worked as hard as us.

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[Akiprinny the delivery man~

Everyone he offers some to will give a tired 'thanks', but one guy in particular seems really appreciative. He's one of the guards that patrols the main hallways to watch for intruders.]

Shit, you knew just what I needed, huh? Thanks a bunch.

[He has bags under his eyes.]

[merirut]

[There's a couple of spots to hit up here as he hands out some of his own coffee to the agents on site, but Prindalphon will be trying his best to find a way into or near MC's office.

He's mostly going to be hitting up the maintenance staff around here as he passes out the goods!]

Here. This should wake you up.

[.......ugh fine. He'll do it at least once.]

Dood.

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[The maintenance staff does appreciate the coffee, and their disposition towards the prinnies is swinging towards friendly. Sandalphon will also be able to hear chatter about worries that the power or internet will go out again because of the tree branches, and that they would be cut off from viewing the house if that happens. Since it would take a few days to fix and all.

MC's office is currently locked. He will need to find a way in.]

[scarsnstripes]

[Everyone else seems to be busy building trust with the staff here, but Atsushi’s also worried about the prisoners. They were trapped here too, and Atsushi was still suspicious of MC enough that he wanted a different perspective.

So today he shows up with a tray of covered plates, simple breakfast foods that could be eaten by hand just in case the guards won’t allow many utensils. He taptaps up to the cell, knocking on the bars with a flipper.]

Figured you guys could use food too, dood.

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[We'll say he's at Gabe's cell, since that is the cell with clues and shit.]

Ah, another one of you guys.

[Interestingly, he actually takes the food and eats it this time.]

What're you guys even up to? It's a lost cause at this point, ain't it?

Mod ping for checking out the letter!

[merirut]

[Okay, so sometime after Sandalphon and Leo's Whacky Adventures, Sandalphon will bring the letter back into the studio and check it out backstage. He's a little wary about opening it immediately, so he'll ask for Leo's assistance in examining the contents.

So, what does the letter say?]

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[The letter is written in simple printed handwriting, and contains the following:]

It seems I have underestimated them. You might have been right after all.

I'm going to give them one final test and see how they do. That should be enough to tell us for sure. Please watch this weekend, and we can make a judgement call after.

O5-MC

[The letter isn't addressed to anyone. It looks like an address would have gone on the outside, but MC hadn't finished it yet.

It feels like this letter is very important and should be held onto until an appropriate moment.]

FRIDAY

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[YEAH UH.

DAZAI IS HERE. And he looks pissed off.]

[scarsnstripes]

[What the hell--]

John?!

[Hahahaha--]

[visionem]

Hello there. [ Headtilt. ]

[overconfidant]

[...yeah no, Akira's not believing for a second this is Doezai. Too Much Angry, Not Enough Flail.

Which means there's only one person it could be, probably!]

You're a little late~

[Late bc he's dead. I'm so sorry.]

[eldritcheyes]

[Well, shit. This... is probably the real thing.

Leo subtly moves around out of Dazai's field of view before getting a good look at him with the Eyes. So what color is your soul, sir?]

Friday post Dazai

[visionem]

[ Alcor is going to make an attempt at gather people on the studio roof; if you can't get up there on your own he is also here for your teleporting needs. No Dazai's allowed though. The distance should be far enough for him to be unable to snoop, but he's putting up a bubble around the meeting just in case. ]

Given everything that has transpired in the past week and today... [ Smiling over at Dazai's direction. ] it might be prudent to discuss any plans we might need to activate in the immediate future.

Earlier this week I was able to disable the microphones by the pool as well as acquire information regarding the forums—simply put, support for the 6350's is higher than it appears. This compliments the information Sandalphon and I acquired earlier, in that even the guards surrounding the house are reluctant workers. Additionally, if it is needed I am able to access the power box that supplies internet and power to the house essentially instantly. Since I have been there before, I can teleport and destroy it with ease.

Going forward, things will likely be more mercurial than not especially in regards to potential revival, and future with the Foundation.

[ He is looking at a certain someone as he says this, as Alcor pretty much as his own plan in mind once he's really free to act. ]

[scarsnstripes]

[Atsushi is... probably not happy right now, suffice to say. But he's focused, and he has some information to share too.]

Gabe's offered his support. He says The box that is limiting the captives' powers is in the armory and that if we disable it in the event we need to, he'll help us however we need it and follow our lead. I haven't tried yet-- it'd be too noticeable to do so before we need it, I think. And I think we're all still hoping to resolve this peacefully.

[He glances nervously over at Dazai.]

He says he can turn into smoke and get behind locked doors and through barriers. I think it would be something to keep in mind, in the event we need to sabotage something we can't get to ourselves.

[merirut]

[They really do need to get themselves organized, so of course Sandalphon is at the meeting. His intense gaze is fixed on Alcor as he speaks, but he eventually looks away when he's finished, pulling out a couple items of his own to present. Namely, there's a walkie-talkie in one hand and a letter in the other. He'll hold up the letter first.]

We visited Mission Control's office. There were only two items of note: a large, magical spear that he had left in the room, and this letter. He [A small nod to Leo.] would be able to comment more on the true nature of that weapon, but from what I could tell, its powers was more akin to a monster's magic rather than anything human or demonic. Furthermore, Mission Control is said to carry it with him at all times, even when he was visiting us earlier. Either way, it seems ill-advised to fight him directly as we are now.

As for the letter, it appears to be written by Mission Control, and it confirms that he is an O5. Furthermore, it refers to a 'final test' during the weekend, which presumably will decide our fates for this game.

[There's a glance over to Alcor at this before he holds up the walkie-talkie.]

Lastly, we liberated this from one of the guards stationed on the outside perimeter. If need be, we could use this as a diversion to draw them away from the house.

[And if anyone wants to examine the letter or walkie-talkie further, he'll willingly hand the items over.]

Friday, post investigations

[scarsnstripes]

[And after going to communicate info to the living and clear his head at the same time, Atsushi's going to be stripping out of his prinny suit as soon as he reaches backstage, heading to the rest area to curl up on one of the couches.

He's tired. Sad and more than a little upset, but mostly tired.

But tomorrow was going to decide everything, so he had to pull it together.]

[overconfidant]

[Akira is just. Going to settle next to the ball of Atsushi and stroke his hair gently.]

[arraignments]

[ He's curling up next to Atsushi, immediately... gently tugging him close and kissing his forehead. ]

Hey...