Weather: Warm, Sparkly, and Semi-Aquatic?
Upon realizing that there was nowhere else for him to go - he wasn't going back home as long as Raine was there, there wasn't anyone to mess with at the destroyed apartment building, and Castle Oress was sparsely populated this round - he loosened his grip on Kim-Ko and
"Is there...is there anywhere..." Shan struggled to find the words, considering 1) he wasn't big on talking, 2) most of his talking was done to Ciess, 3) most, if not all, of his talking not involving Ciess involved killing people or being creepy. Finding a way to say something 'nice' to an easily-terrified little girl was...painful. Clearing his throat, he forced out the words:
"Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
"W-Who killed you...?" Mate asked, shuddering at the thought of such a death. Ola looked a little unnerved, but she dealt with death all of the time...so she continued.
"Back when you were alive in your own Reality, what did you think about death? Did you have any kind of religion or did you believe in any kind of afterlife? Was death inevitable or something to be defied? Stuff like that."
Peylet paused, taking in this new topic of conversation. Cenedra sat (well, floated) back, apparently intrigued. Funny, she didn't really look like someone who would dig philosophy...
"That's true...a lot of the people within the Competition are people like us. Perhaps they don't have innocent pasts...but their intentions are passionate and driven. They each have their own reasons for wanting to win, and I'm positive that there are others who would rather go home than battle for godhood. I don't believe there are 'heroes' and 'villains' in a place like this...terms like that exist only in the mind. I've heard such thoughts before, but...never did I think I would be in a place that would force that belief on me. In a game full of killing, you're a hero and a villain at the same time."
"So, the Competition is just a shrine for those with bloodlust, heroic beliefs, and selfish desires. Does that make the Competition a bad thing...or maybe a good thing?"
none of that sounded very positive peylet
"Ummmmm..." Mariol tilted her head to the side. "Pretty green flowers! I want lots of pretty green flowers~!"
"Got it! Now, how about a theme...?" Flyri asked, flowers already starting to bloom all around the room.
Dicro was kind of surprised, almost forgetting that Ignis had the ability to poke in his mind. Nonetheless, he nudged Fray and whispered something to her, causing her to tense up. Mind creepers. In the flesh.
"Hey, Umbra."
Umbra glanced back at the two, a gesture apparently meaning 'continue'.
"Half of our alliance is kind of missing, so I figured now would probably be a good time to get them back together."
"Why don't you just text them?" Umbra asked, skeptical.
"Because that wouldn't be any fun. Duh." Dicro replied without missing a beat. Umbra turned back to Rahn and shrugged.
"Whatever."
Dicro proceeded to drag Fray out of the building. (':
"Huh. Well, that's weird. You were summoned by Raine or that other chick, right? So you're someone's Mirror? If you're a Tested's Mirror - I'm feeling that Sytel vibe on you, so I'm not surprised - that might have something to do with it...but I think the Test Reality puts limits on outsiders in general."
"I know what you mean...I feel guilty for saying it, but I'm really grateful I got Promoted...if only so I didn't have to participate in this anymore. I'd go insane..."
Seraye then turned her attention towards Raine, who had dragged Lilita over in a heartbeat.
"Is that so? Do elaborate."
Meanwhile, Dicro and Fray totally ninja'd their way out of the mansion and off towards the park.
Muri sprung up, apparently offended.
"Of course I'm one of Them! If I was a Tested...well, I would've won the Competition by now!" Muri huffed. After that, she hesitated to respond, but decided it would be in her best interest not to drive these guys away.
"As for why I'm here...well, fuck it. I'm bored as hell, to put it bluntly. I keep trying to stalk people to get my mind off of my hunger, but nooooo! You guys just keep running away! It's just rude!"
uh
"Well, that aside, I'm getting some funky vibes from Pinkie." she said, pointing at Cel. Cel proceeded to point at herself, prompting Muri to sigh.
"Yes, you, dumbass. Aside from the fact that I'm pointing to you, do you see anyone else wearing ridiculous amounts of pink?"
")':"
"That's aside the point, though. Her vibe's kind of jacking up your guys' vibes. In such a delectable manner, too...agh, damn it! Stop taunting me!"
what
Verity apparently developed a fantastic sense of timing (is that sarcasm or not...?) and the doll shop's cute little bell jingled. As implied, Verity walked through the door silently, making it rather unclear if she saw or heard any of that. If she did see anything, she sure wasn't mentioning it, although she looked rather solemn...
"Hey." she spoke up, letting that one word simmer in the silence for a moment. "We need to talk."
The two both raised an eyebrow.
"You...might be new?"
"I wouldn't be so shifty, man. I'm a cop."
AND HE SHALL SMITE THEE WITH THE POWERS OF JUSTICE AND TENTACLES
Ara was silent, but Aita's loli tears triggered quite a few loli tears of her own. After a moment, she wiped them away and tried to smile.
"I-I'm being really silly about this, a-aren't I? If Ciess saw me like this, t-then...s-she'd be really mad at me. She'd tell me that...she'd t-tell me that crying was stupid, and that...and that we should be used to things like this by now!"
Her thinly-veiled happiness dissolved quickly, and she proceeded to cry into Aita as if she was a warm, comforting pillow.
"B-But, Aita...why is it that...how come I feel even more afraid now i-if I've been through this before?" she asked rather pitifully. "S-Shouldn't we have made peace with all of this by now? Why does it still hurt?"
"I DON'T WANT TO DIE I DON'T WANT TO DIE I DON'T WANT TO DIE"
Dicro and Fray had arrived at the park by now, although Fray was far from willing.
"That's funny, I don't remember there being a cave here." he thought out loud, still attempting to drag Fray inside.
"NO NO NO NO NO YOU CAN'T MAKE MEEEEEEEE"
Suddenly recalling that he was a Marionettiste, Dicro promptly forced Fray to follow him. (':