scawwy: pc: asa

[trashprince]

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weekend0 saturday;

[trashprince]

You hear that, too, right? The freaky scratching.

[ caelus stands in front of one currently closed coffin at the mortuary. he's wearing his usual clothing and carrying his usual bat. casual! ]

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[bat... i can't find a good reference image, but she's dressed pretty comfortably in a blouse, sweater and slacks.]

Y-Yeah... I heard it yesterday too. But there wasn't anyone inside the coffin when that zombie looking woman opened it.

[trashprince]

[ the bat will be his constant companion until they get lockers or a bunk or he forgets it somewhere. ]

It could be a hidden device that's making the noise when the lids are shut just to mess with us, but I've been searching for a while and there's nothing like that.

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I couldn't find anything like it either. But it can't be that we're just hearing things... I mean, it's not only the two of us.

[trashprince]

[ caelus begins to say something then quick as a hedgehog in sneakers he's slamming open the coffin lid.

... empty ]

Thought I could catch it off-guard.

week zero, sunday.

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[hello... asa can be found in the refectory, pushing around the food that's on her plate. the food isn't very appetizing normally, and after watching the execution? even less so. man.]

[trashprince]

[ caelus feels much the same, however, unfortunately for asa, he's better at latching onto others than sitting in his own emotions. does someone need a buddy?

he comes and sits at the opposite side of the table from her with his own bland plate. ]

... Dinner and a show. This place pulled out the five-star treatment.

[ lame jokes are his specialty and right now asa looks like she could benefit from a few ]

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[she makes a face, sloooooowly moving a bland, overcooked potato across her plate.]

I'd rather just check out.

[trashprince]

Have you been to a lot of hotels before?

[ he picks up his fork and copies her. finds a butter and saltless potato to roll on his own dish.

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Not really. They're too expensive.

w2 monday;

[trashprince]

[ caelus has been meaning to catch up with asa, although he didn't mean to do so in the side rooms. ya boy himself has been wandering around, utterly lost, for ages. it's exciting to see another person, for the first few seconds. he waves. ]

Hey.

[ that's when his vision blacks out.

and then he sees the doomsday beast.

he feels the stellaron expanding in his chest, the all-consuming gaze of nanook--aeon of destruction, kafka promising him a future where his will paves the path.

the moment when it's all going to end far too soon. he's only been alive a moment. he's only known march and dan heng and himeko for a blink. already a failed project. already about to kill everyone.

until welt saves him. he falls.

and back in scawwy, in the present, caelus comes to, leaning into the nearest wall. what a trip. ]

Not again.

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[... HELLO? SIR? ARE YOU A NUKE???

asa was relieved to finally run into another person while lost between the side rooms, but... hm. maybe this is worse, actually.]

... What?

[also-- lmk if you have any prefs for a return mem.]

[trashprince]

[ what an interesting question! ]

Would you believe me if I said it was all a super fun video game?

[ i, sae, am very funny. also please 'save me, chainsaw man'--whenever appropriate. no rush. caelus should have to explain his nukeness. ]

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What? Not in the slightest.

week three, monday.

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[frowning at the warning sign outside of the woods.]

Someone is totally going to die here, aren't they?

[trashprince]

[ caelus doesn't love that her delivery almost made him laugh at such a bleak thought. ]

Eerie spooky forest? Yeah, that sounds about right. But I can watch your back if you want to explore it today.

[ surely no murders in a random pc on a monday ]

[halved]

We're just ignoring the warning sign?

week three, saturday.

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[hello, furry sir. asa is approaching the barrier and taking a moment to stare at him once he becomes visible. what is he up to?]

[trashprince]

[ just in this pc. only this pc. unless he's really pushed, but only in this pc at the start anyway--

he is crying. right into his knees. seated on the ground by the pyre where he's trapped. he's fully body choked-up sobbing. doesn't seem to notice her. ]

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[NOOOOOOOO CAELUS.............

don't do this to her she literally has no idea what to do with a crying person

which means she unfortunately continues to stare at him, taken aback and too awkward to say anything right away. this is her worst nightmare. oh no.]

[trashprince]

[ teehee. are you all having fun yet?

it's all right. give him, like, thirty seconds that feel like thirty hours. then he'll sense something. makes himself stop and lifts his face. ]

Oh. Hey.

week 6, wednesday

[trashprince]

[ hello caelus can be found staring forlornly at the abandoned barn!!! his old home away from home. completely emptied out. left friendless and horseless (it always was the latter but anyway). ]

Hey, Asa.

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... Hey.

[NOT THE EMPTY BARN... she's still a little :tails: over everyone suddenly popping up as ghosts, but.]

Could you see the barn from that other place?

[trashprince]

I can't talk about that kind of thing. I'll disappear.

[ and come back, but it sure uproots the conversation ]

I can say I don't stay in the barn anymore. [ that's the extent ] How's it going?

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Seriously...? I guess it would be too convenient if you could speak freely to us.

[no sharing anything useful or spoilery. covers our living eyes.]

Um. That's a complicated question. [she is still in the murder part of the murder game.] But things are okay right now.