A little too close for comfort, though. If he hadn't been pressed like he was there near the end, perhaps he wouldn't be the one currently locked away.
[...but hey, results can't be argued against. The culprit was caught]
Humanity is a communal being, Mr. Gregor. Even during these situations, a sense of community may form, whether it's with the entire group as a whole or with smaller groups.
[She's pretty sure that's the only reason why people cared this much: because the people with certain integrity and opinions outnumber those who wouldn't have cared. Besides...]
If not that, then self-preservation would have encouraged them. Who'd have wanted to be named culprit erroneously, after all?
[Sora isn't one to look things the positive way, apparently]
Yeah, tell that to people back home. Most of 'em wouldn't have cared in any sense except there being a potential threat to them, specifically, and the ones who think they can handle it if trouble comes for 'em wouldn't care at all.
[seems like they might have a couple who lean that way anyway... but still.]
A whole crew taking care of it like this-? You wouldn't see that happen.
It's not as if I'm ignorant of how selfish and ruthless people can be-- [Pactbearers are formed exclusively of people like those, after all. Selfish menaces...] --but you seem to come from a world harsher than most. Which is rather surprising, given I'm from one lacking in good qualities.
Look, I'll put it this way. Repeat what we did today with a company in the City, and you'd end up with at least one more dead body than we already had.
[whether because of arguing, outright killing scien, or just deciding it was the best option.]
Are you, Ms. Rodion and Ms. Yuri exceptions to how the companies you all come from are like, then? None of you seemed like you wanted to kill someone else today, leaving aside that most likely would cause another trial.
...I read the message that was sent to us all when the verdict was announced. It said Mr. Brofiise would be decommissioned.
I haven't asked the senior officers to be specific as to what it meant, but there's little reason to think it'll be anything even remotely positive.
[The fact it'll be an execution is still unknown to everyone, but Sora already has a feeling this isn't going to all end neatly and orderly with Scien being given to law enforcement in two months]
[post minievent! when we still have relatively good vibes, help, our wild cyoa returners.
gregor's hanging around the ship, not changed out of his outfit yet-- he can read a room, though, he left when most of them did. he also no longer has a second gregor, thankfully.]
[assuming this is pre-alert just so every pc isn't HEY WHAT'S UP WITH THAT, tbh... help. gregor's in just a hoodie and jeans today, lighting up a cigarette in a smoking area.]
I have no doubt it'll be. We should have known something like this would happen, from the moment we all got locked away once again.
[Yeah, that was to be expected and it was scheduled and all, but in Sora's opinion we should have expected something bad to happen. That probably was her final thought when she was knocked out for the traditional murdergame Thursday sleep]
At least now everybody will know what to search for. We might have been caught off guard the first time, but now we should be able to be less aimless.
[.........
Sora would be right if it wasn't for how these are murdergames and therefore it's a given that nah, we won't be aimless and silly for a goooood while, haha. Sora is wrong by virtue of being in the wrong kind of game right now]
And it will be orderly and logical instead of including discussions about showers and the people locked in them.
[Her tone shows that nah, she doesn't believe at all they'll avoid antics even though she'd like to. Speak for yourself, Sora, I, Nick, liked the shenangigans]
Perhaps what bothers me most is that every single vote was directly responsible for one of them's survival, regardless of on who it was placed. We all buried them both with our own hands.
[So yeah, we all made this bed, now we have to lie on it! Hooray]
I don't know about that. Sure, voting's on our hands, but- not like any of us meant to see 'em both tie like that. We even decided we were just gonna do one.
Does it make it sound any better if we try to take this as the whims of luck? As if no matter our efforts we don't have any control over how badly we're battered by all this?
[Probably not all too surprising someone who is low-key a control freak would prefer to see it as everybody having a hand in this, instead of seeing it as fate messing with them]
[--------- Dream: The Doomed Fragility of Sora Jingu Memory: The Fateful Encounter of Yugo Jingu (YOU ARE HERE, only this memory will happen, yup) Memory: The Contradictory Existence of Sora Jingu Memory: The Necessary Hypocrisy of Sora Jingu Memory: The Loving Cruelty of Sora Jingu Memory: The Endless Sorrow of Sora Jingu Memory: The Unhinged Madness of Sora Jingu ---------
When the memory starts, it seems clear this is from the eyes of Sora. What other explanation is there? THe setting is...ominous. Brown cobblestone forms the ground. A red atmosphere fills the sky -- but this is no outside, this is an eldritch location. Floating objects and pieces of walls litter the air, and there seems to be no end to this place.
And in front of Sora, an unknown man. Young, he seems to be almost on his thirties. Sora, though...odd thing, from the way the perspective works, it'd seem she's...levitating. The man stares right at her. There's a profound grief in his eyes, painful to see.
When Yugo finishes his speech...the entity he's talking to nods.
"Sure. I suppose I can do it, until you find a more permanent solution."
After a flash of darkness, the perspective has changed. It seems...the entity is now standing on the floor, at the right height for the Sora Jingu everyone knows.
[the way i was searching my notifs after dreamwidth died today and REALIZED I LOST THIS STARTER sorry nick... wheezes.
gregor's left reeling for a second, from the strangeness of that setting-- but he's used to strangeness. to things called distortions, even. as for what seems to be going on here, though...
that part he's a lot less used to. what was that.]
[Sora hears Gregor calling her name. She had watched the memory, with a complicated expression on her face. Once it ended and Gregor said something, she shakes her head, dispelling her thoughts]
Ah. So this is how this week will be.
[No rebuttal, no hurry to try to deny what just happened. This is as good as a confession, acceptance of what Gregor just saw.
Indeed. Sora Jingu was a woman who once existed, and who died at some point...and Yugo, the husband about who the entity Gregor is with right now had talked so warmly and sincerely, tried to get his wife back, and had to settle with...a twisted shadow of what Sora once was. This Daemon may be able to be just like the real Sora used to be, she may carry the same duties the real Sora did, she may have been as devoted to the protection of the world as the real Sora was.
But isn't, and will never be, the real Sora Jingu. In the end, this is...a creature who, by simply being there among humans, brings the very same distortions she fights]
He did. It's quite rare for me to meet a human -- and among those very few, he's the only one I have...worked with for a long time.
[The powers she bestows are too powerful and everyone dies from their own actions, except Yugo Jingu. Probably because instead of using them himself, he gets the Daemon to use them]
Try not to judge him too harsh, won't you? I do am quite fond of him. Very fond.
[Excessively so. Her inexperience with humans and Yugo's sincere affections got her to get into the lie way too well after some time, seeing herself as Sora Jingu and clinging to that identity. This name and appearance will only be taken away from her over her dead body, she has decided]
Everyone on 'the other side' seem to be in good spirits, too. I'll be very charitable and interpret their deluge of crystal rats as them saying they're okay.
[Sora inwardly is just very sure it was revenge for the rat egg. They all may have agreed to say it was all a corruption by the Eudora, but hey, that wouldn't stop the living from taking revenge!]
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w0, saturday
he's still smoking, wherever they run into each other. it's that kind of evening.]
...gotta say, I'm surprised that worked.
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[...but hey, results can't be argued against. The culprit was caught]
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[a little huff of a sigh, shaking his head; a cloud of smoke is exhaled with it.]
Guess some of us aren't so bad at the investigating thing.
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[It's for a reason investigative groups and committees are smaller than thirty-something people!]
There's a lot to improve on, but it's not like we should seek more opportunities to improve on this.
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[that part's still new. like, damn, everyone sure cares about murder, huh? what a culture shock.]
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[She's pretty sure that's the only reason why people cared this much: because the people with certain integrity and opinions outnumber those who wouldn't have cared. Besides...]
If not that, then self-preservation would have encouraged them. Who'd have wanted to be named culprit erroneously, after all?
[Sora isn't one to look things the positive way, apparently]
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[seems like they might have a couple who lean that way anyway... but still.]
A whole crew taking care of it like this-? You wouldn't see that happen.
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[whether because of arguing, outright killing scien, or just deciding it was the best option.]
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Are you, Ms. Rodion and Ms. Yuri exceptions to how the companies you all come from are like, then? None of you seemed like you wanted to kill someone else today, leaving aside that most likely would cause another trial.
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I haven't asked the senior officers to be specific as to what it meant, but there's little reason to think it'll be anything even remotely positive.
[The fact it'll be an execution is still unknown to everyone, but Sora already has a feeling this isn't going to all end neatly and orderly with Scien being given to law enforcement in two months]
w1 wednesday
gregor's hanging around the ship, not changed out of his outfit yet-- he can read a room, though, he left when most of them did. he also no longer has a second gregor, thankfully.]
Not a bad time, was it?
w1 friday
[assuming this is pre-alert just so every pc isn't HEY WHAT'S UP WITH THAT, tbh... help. gregor's in just a hoodie and jeans today, lighting up a cigarette in a smoking area.]
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I have no doubt it'll be. We should have known something like this would happen, from the moment we all got locked away once again.
[Yeah, that was to be expected and it was scheduled and all, but in Sora's opinion we should have expected something bad to happen. That probably was her final thought when she was knocked out for the traditional murdergame Thursday sleep]
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[the lockdown was scheduled, but man, what's the point of knocking them out if everything is normal?]
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[.........
Sora would be right if it wasn't for how these are murdergames and therefore it's a given that nah, we won't be aimless and silly for a goooood while, haha. Sora is wrong by virtue of being in the wrong kind of game right now]
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[right??
nah, too much to hope for.]
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And it will be orderly and logical instead of including discussions about showers and the people locked in them.
[Her tone shows that nah, she doesn't believe at all they'll avoid antics even though she'd like to. Speak for yourself, Sora, I, Nick, liked the shenangigans]
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[don't hold out hope for that!]
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[If they can even be called 'tangents', it's the most random stuff ever, hah]
w1, sunday
[he sighs, shaking his head slightly.]
This is getting to be a mess.
w2 saturday
[today sucked, actually. where are we it doesn't matter.]
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...after we went out of our way to decide we'd vote for one single person...
It's rather ironic.
[Feels like a bad joke]
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[seriously, the tie??]
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[Sora presses a hand against her forehead]
Perhaps what bothers me most is that every single vote was directly responsible for one of them's survival, regardless of on who it was placed. We all buried them both with our own hands.
[So yeah, we all made this bed, now we have to lie on it! Hooray]
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[Probably not all too surprising someone who is low-key a control freak would prefer to see it as everybody having a hand in this, instead of seeing it as fate messing with them]
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[not when their hands are forced.]
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[Easy to feel powerless around here]
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[they don't have any good answers.]
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[Sora never puts much stock on optimism, really]
Week 3 -- Tuesday
Dream: The Doomed Fragility of Sora Jingu
Memory: The Fateful Encounter of Yugo Jingu (YOU ARE HERE, only this memory will happen, yup)
Memory: The Contradictory Existence of Sora Jingu
Memory: The Necessary Hypocrisy of Sora Jingu
Memory: The Loving Cruelty of Sora Jingu
Memory: The Endless Sorrow of Sora Jingu
Memory: The Unhinged Madness of Sora Jingu
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When the memory starts, it seems clear this is from the eyes of Sora. What other explanation is there? THe setting is...ominous. Brown cobblestone forms the ground. A red atmosphere fills the sky -- but this is no outside, this is an eldritch location. Floating objects and pieces of walls litter the air, and there seems to be no end to this place.
And in front of Sora, an unknown man. Young, he seems to be almost on his thirties. Sora, though...odd thing, from the way the perspective works, it'd seem she's...levitating. The man stares right at her. There's a profound grief in his eyes, painful to see.
And when he begins talking...a truth becomes clearer. Whatever this woman in the CSS Eudora is, it isn't actually Sora Jingu.
When Yugo finishes his speech...the entity he's talking to nods.
"Sure. I suppose I can do it, until you find a more permanent solution."
After a flash of darkness, the perspective has changed. It seems...the entity is now standing on the floor, at the right height for the Sora Jingu everyone knows.
That's when the memory ends]
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gregor's left reeling for a second, from the strangeness of that setting-- but he's used to strangeness. to things called distortions, even. as for what seems to be going on here, though...
that part he's a lot less used to. what was that.]
...miss Sora-?
[a little hesitant. is she?]
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Ah. So this is how this week will be.
[No rebuttal, no hurry to try to deny what just happened. This is as good as a confession, acceptance of what Gregor just saw.
Indeed. Sora Jingu was a woman who once existed, and who died at some point...and Yugo, the husband about who the entity Gregor is with right now had talked so warmly and sincerely, tried to get his wife back, and had to settle with...a twisted shadow of what Sora once was. This Daemon may be able to be just like the real Sora used to be, she may carry the same duties the real Sora did, she may have been as devoted to the protection of the world as the real Sora was.
But isn't, and will never be, the real Sora Jingu. In the end, this is...a creature who, by simply being there among humans, brings the very same distortions she fights]
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[he shakes his head, at that, still making sense of it all. so she's-- not human, from the looks of it, and though that's not necessarily bad...
that was an awfully creepy place to be, wasn't it.]
Guess he must've missed her pretty badly, right?
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[The powers she bestows are too powerful and everyone dies from their own actions, except Yugo Jingu. Probably because instead of using them himself, he gets the Daemon to use them]
Try not to judge him too harsh, won't you? I do am quite fond of him. Very fond.
[Excessively so. Her inexperience with humans and Yugo's sincere affections got her to get into the lie way too well after some time, seeing herself as Sora Jingu and clinging to that identity. This name and appearance will only be taken away from her over her dead body, she has decided]
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[grief, attachment-- they're powerful driving forces, for people with that kind of will.]
So-- what exactly did you do for him? Just replace her, or... were you helping him out with the stuff he was talking about?
w6, friday
[they can only hope, honestly.]
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[It never goes like you want it to go.
she is going to be astonished when nothing happens on saturday, really]
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[it has to be something better.]
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[That fact can't be denied. Is this it, then? Are things truly finally looking up for once?]
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[he doesn't know what it is doing, but... it's okay so far?]
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[Sora inwardly is just very sure it was revenge for the rat egg. They all may have agreed to say it was all a corruption by the Eudora, but hey, that wouldn't stop the living from taking revenge!]