[ todomatsu is hanging out at the observation deck, though he's actually ignoring the view of space in favor of the information on this new watch thing at the moment, comparing each person who comes in to their profile picture (who used beautycam??) and briefly skimming their info for anything that seems useful.
when this guy comes in... jeez. he's torn between laughing at how aggressively edgelordy this profile sounds and thinking that actually, maybe he should leave. weird vibes here. ]
He can come up with some useful inventions sometimes [ and some shitty ones... ] and he's usually pretty willing to help when you go to him with a problem.
[ so you just deal with the fact that all he ever wears is an oversized pair of striped boxer shorts. ]
[ oof, he's tempted to do a big 180 and walk right back out when he sees scien at the observation deck, but then he thinks about how fondly dahut had talked about him, and how maybe he really is just another socially incompetent dark-aura loser like ichimatsu-niisan, so. he doesn't. ]
Hey...
[ he's still kind of in shock himself, and the emotions are sort of a sad, confused static, because what the fuck. ]
[todomatsu deserves so much better than this he's being so nice and scien's out here being a freak
because he's in the middle of checking every nook and cranny in the observation deck, as if it's going to give him any clues because he doesn't know how murdergames work. also in his emotions there's this odd, strange feeling of anger coming from him. it's still not exactly the right manifestation of the emotion, but it becomes more and more recognizable the stronger it gets. and it is building slowly - until it stops. disappears. and then... builds again. like a constant cycle in the background, grinding at the nerves.
his eyes narrow for a moment before his brain supplies Dahut's roommate]
No... He wasn't in the room when I left last night.
[ goes over to the window and looks out, like he's half expecting dahut to come cartwheeling by in a space suit on the other side again. that's what's supposed to happen, right? this isn't supposed to be some heavy, dramatic atmosphere. it's too early. ]
[ well, now he's turning to look back toward the center of the room. ]
Eh-? So, right here...?
[ fuck. though at the same time, it's a little reassuring to know dahut hadn't been alone that night. he really would have felt like shit if he'd left him in the room by himself.
he tries to think back to their conversations, but if anything like that had come up before, it's not coming to mind now. he shakes his head. ]
...Mm, nothing like that. [ ... ] I know he was... having a hard time, feeling so many strong emotions from everyone, but...
[he just points toward where the locked door was. help.
but scien just frowns at the mention of fucking emotionshare knocking out his stupid lil dahut]
That wouldn't have been enough to kill him. At least, likely not. Disorient, perhaps, but he was still fully conscious and responsive before we passed out even though everyone was falling apart.
Well, yeah, I didn't think it would... that was just the only trouble I knew about.
[ a memory of dahut being huddled up under the blankets radiating anxiety probably comes through vaguely in his thoughts, which just makes the vibes sadder... man. there's a little blip of curiosity as he processes the rest of that response, though. ]
Falling apart...? Because of the lockdown?
[ most of his own group hadn't been freaking out that badly. (just him.) ]
the vague echo of a memory is still processed poorly in scien's, but there is a flicker of something almost briefly, sort of pitifully fond. like the feeling you get when you ruffle a loser's head and go 'oh, you.' it disappears quickly though]
I don't care to explain myself too many times. I'll bring it up tomorrow if anyone has any concerns about what it had to do with Dahut's state of existence.
But yes. The fact that Luke's poor health was broadcasted to everyone didn't help ease anxiety. Everyone was in shambles.
[ his "state of existence"...? he doesn't know exactly what that's supposed to mean, but he guesses there isn't much point in pressing it now if it's going to come up later.
but at the revelation about luke he blinks. huh? poor health? ]
Wait, he was sick? He seemed fine at the party to me.
It'd also be pretty great for everybody if you tried being straightforward about things you want us to see the truth about instead of the dramatic cryptic bullshit.
Dahut enjoyed getting in my business, trying to tell me to make friends, even as he happily deceived others. I'm not above retaliation, but I also think that people should own up to their own mistruths.
[so he'll like plant the seed of doubt but won't doxx, like an asshole]
Admit your frustration that you missed plenty of obvious things despite my warning and do better next time. Maybe you won't be so easily tricked.
todomatsu will wander over the holding cells eventually. he feels a little weird about the idea of intentionally going to see scien after how all their previous interactions went, but he'd like to get a little more closure on all of this if he can. it ironically seems clearer than ever now that he and dahut really had cared about each other in their weird way. which is... relatable, honestly.
he raises his hand in a little wave, but tries to keep some distance. ]
Hey... [ ... ] That glass doesn't like, give you a barrier against everyone's emotions or anything, does it?
[ because having to deal with the feelings of everyone who comes in here now seems like it would be Rough. ]
horizontal again i'm sorry this man is really splayed out on the ground looking at the ceiling. his emotions are still in that tight little box bundle, but the strongest one that leaks through is this sense of being lost.]
It doesn't.
But it shouldn't be enough to overwhelm my memory bank again.
[ i mean fucking valid tbh. and he's feeling pretty lost himself for his own reasons. ]
Mm, I don't think so.
[ it's not like you can dissect him from the other side of the glass... and he kind of got over that fear after hearing dahut talk about him before anyway. he's just standing back now because of the emotion share thing, though he goes ahead and steps closer after that answer. ]
You're probably sick of people asking you what actually happened, but I'm going to ask it anyway.
[which is his way of saying that he doesn't mind. he closes his eyes again]
As everyone else passed out around us, Dahut and I remained awake. I— [there is a curling feeling of violence. an echo of it. scien pauses, as if trying to parse the emotion]
Only in the sense that I wondered why he hadn't reported it to me since I've ben waiting on him to produce results for years, but he said it was a recent development in his own timeline.
But we were able to discuss how he did it, and I devised how to make Relivers with fully functioning emotional capacity.
[ . . .
but even after he says it, there's a hue of confusion in his emotions. wait what.]
Were you just like, that out of it that you don't even really remember what happened?
[ he could see doing the opposite of the proper protocol to divert suspicion from himself, but it doesn't seem like he really wanted to get away with it... ]
[there is a long, contemplative silence. his weird reliver emotions come up again, a swirl of confusion and sparks frustration. he is trying to answer the question.]
... It made sense to me at the time.
But I am aware, more than anyone else, that such a statement makes me sound like a fool.
auction items are unlocked :) which means that in the stasis bay, where scien had been spending a solid amount of his time, he's looking at the now glowing, active, awake reliver machine. it thrums with a foreboding energy and scien is at one of the monitors, running a diagnostics check. when totty wanders in, scien just says:]
Dahut isn't here. He looks hilarious today though, if you need a laugh.
[ well auction items being unlocked also means totty's ass looks amazing right now, so!! fyi!!!!! i know scien is very concerned about this
he is not looking for anyone, actually, he's just taking a quick look around the locations he had on his list yesterday that he never got around to... but he's only human so of course he's intrigued by the prospect of someone looking funny ]
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weekend 0, saturday
when this guy comes in... jeez. he's torn between laughing at how aggressively edgelordy this profile sounds and thinking that actually, maybe he should leave. weird vibes here. ]
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that said scien picks up on the weird vibes and based on what information just released, he'll hazard a guess - ]
Oh? Should I dissect you next?
[is he joking? he's probably joking.]
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Paaaass.
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[the audacity to say this]
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[ so you just deal with the fact that all he ever wears is an oversized pair of striped boxer shorts. ]
Anyway, he's more senile than creepy.
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[1/2]
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[nobody should ever be this curious about baldness]
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That's how it usually goes, I think.
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What is the average life expectancy where you come from?
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Like, 80, I think?
w0, friday
Hey...
[ he's still kind of in shock himself, and the emotions are sort of a sad, confused static, because what the fuck. ]
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because he's in the middle of checking every nook and cranny in the observation deck, as if it's going to give him any clues because he doesn't know how murdergames work. also in his emotions there's this odd, strange feeling of anger coming from him. it's still not exactly the right manifestation of the emotion, but it becomes more and more recognizable the stronger it gets. and it is building slowly - until it stops. disappears. and then... builds again. like a constant cycle in the background, grinding at the nerves.
his eyes narrow for a moment before his brain supplies Dahut's roommate]
Did you notice anything?
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No... He wasn't in the room when I left last night.
[ goes over to the window and looks out, like he's half expecting dahut to come cartwheeling by in a space suit on the other side again. that's what's supposed to happen, right? this isn't supposed to be some heavy, dramatic atmosphere. it's too early. ]
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[said in that sense of like
'in case that's relevant to you']
Did he report anything strange to you in the days prior? Aches in his chest? A cough?
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Eh-? So, right here...?
[ fuck. though at the same time, it's a little reassuring to know dahut hadn't been alone that night. he really would have felt like shit if he'd left him in the room by himself.
he tries to think back to their conversations, but if anything like that had come up before, it's not coming to mind now. he shakes his head. ]
...Mm, nothing like that. [ ... ] I know he was... having a hard time, feeling so many strong emotions from everyone, but...
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[he just points toward where the locked door was. help.
but scien just frowns at the mention of fucking emotionshare knocking out his stupid lil dahut]
That wouldn't have been enough to kill him. At least, likely not. Disorient, perhaps, but he was still fully conscious and responsive before we passed out even though everyone was falling apart.
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Well, yeah, I didn't think it would... that was just the only trouble I knew about.
[ a memory of dahut being huddled up under the blankets radiating anxiety probably comes through vaguely in his thoughts, which just makes the vibes sadder... man. there's a little blip of curiosity as he processes the rest of that response, though. ]
Falling apart...? Because of the lockdown?
[ most of his own group hadn't been freaking out that badly. (just him.) ]
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the vague echo of a memory is still processed poorly in scien's, but there is a flicker of something almost briefly, sort of pitifully fond. like the feeling you get when you ruffle a loser's head and go 'oh, you.' it disappears quickly though]
I don't care to explain myself too many times. I'll bring it up tomorrow if anyone has any concerns about what it had to do with Dahut's state of existence.
But yes. The fact that Luke's poor health was broadcasted to everyone didn't help ease anxiety. Everyone was in shambles.
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but at the revelation about luke he blinks. huh? poor health? ]
Wait, he was sick? He seemed fine at the party to me.
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[scien thinks it's so funny what people choose to miss]
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Still, people hide things well. It's for the best if all of you stop taking things at face value just because it's what you'd like to hear.
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[so he'll like plant the seed of doubt but won't doxx, like an asshole]
Admit your frustration that you missed plenty of obvious things despite my warning and do better next time. Maybe you won't be so easily tricked.
w0, saturday
todomatsu will wander over the holding cells eventually. he feels a little weird about the idea of intentionally going to see scien after how all their previous interactions went, but he'd like to get a little more closure on all of this if he can. it ironically seems clearer than ever now that he and dahut really had cared about each other in their weird way. which is... relatable, honestly.
he raises his hand in a little wave, but tries to keep some distance. ]
Hey... [ ... ] That glass doesn't like, give you a barrier against everyone's emotions or anything, does it?
[ because having to deal with the feelings of everyone who comes in here now seems like it would be Rough. ]
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horizontal again i'm sorry this man is really splayed out on the ground looking at the ceiling. his emotions are still in that tight little box bundle, but the strongest one that leaks through is this sense of being lost.]
It doesn't.
But it shouldn't be enough to overwhelm my memory bank again.
You're brave for coming to see me.
[he'll acknowledge it since.... yea]
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Mm, I don't think so.
[ it's not like you can dissect him from the other side of the glass... and he kind of got over that fear after hearing dahut talk about him before anyway. he's just standing back now because of the emotion share thing, though he goes ahead and steps closer after that answer. ]
You're probably sick of people asking you what actually happened, but I'm going to ask it anyway.
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[which is his way of saying that he doesn't mind. he closes his eyes again]
As everyone else passed out around us, Dahut and I remained awake. I— [there is a curling feeling of violence. an echo of it. scien pauses, as if trying to parse the emotion]
... I wanted to see his heart. So I did.
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Even though you made it in the first place?
[ ...or maybe that was why? if he wanted to try to see what those feelings that shouldn't have been there looked like, or something? ]
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He didn't report his findings to me, though he did explain to me how it was done... even though his work was still incomplete.
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But we were able to discuss how he did it, and I devised how to make Relivers with fully functioning emotional capacity.
[ . . .
but even after he says it, there's a hue of confusion in his emotions. wait what.]
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[no shit scien
but he's lost in his thoughts i'm so sorry]
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That's not... what actually happened, right?
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But that was our conversation on Monday. [ . . . ] It makes Thursday harder to explain.
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[ the vibes are honestly less judgmental than might be expected with that remark, it's truly just. what happened there?? ]
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[ . . . ]
But I know best of all that the protocol is to take dead Reliver vessels and burn them to ash.
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[ ... ]
Were you just like, that out of it that you don't even really remember what happened?
[ he could see doing the opposite of the proper protocol to divert suspicion from himself, but it doesn't seem like he really wanted to get away with it... ]
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... It made sense to me at the time.
But I am aware, more than anyone else, that such a statement makes me sound like a fool.
week 6, sunday
auction items are unlocked :) which means that in the stasis bay, where scien had been spending a solid amount of his time, he's looking at the now glowing, active, awake reliver machine. it thrums with a foreboding energy and scien is at one of the monitors, running a diagnostics check. when totty wanders in, scien just says:]
Dahut isn't here. He looks hilarious today though, if you need a laugh.
[is that who he's looking for? probably right?]
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he is not looking for anyone, actually, he's just taking a quick look around the locations he had on his list yesterday that he never got around to... but he's only human so of course he's intrigued by the prospect of someone looking funny ]
Huh? Hilarious how?
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but well, scien has a sense of humor even though everything else about him is pretty broken]
He's very cursed. I think he's being rather bold about it as well. I won't spoil the surprise.
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either way, clearly he does need to see this, so he will just file that away for later. ]
All right, I'll keep that in mind.
[ peeks... ]
What are you working on?
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[it's... clones!!!!]
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Which is... related to your work back home, I guess?
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You're not about to tell me you have a burning curiosity for clones, are you? If so, I'll have to throw you out.
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Siblings and clones?
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