Week 5

[airlockedmods]

[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[myocordial]

...Someone else asked me that, once.

I told him no. That we grow... we evolve through fighting.

[desperateprayer]

...It's all right. It needed to be asked. ...I'm sorry that this makes it hard, then.

[ Heart, get thee to DBZ world. ]

[myocordial]

It is how it is. A single one of us might be capable of living among humans peacefully.

[Isn't he a shining example of that, at the moment?]

But there are... were 108 of us.

[desperateprayer]

...Were?

[myocordial]

...Our number is significantly lower now. Many of us have been lost.

[...]

And with the most recent memory I got back, that number has gone down by one more.

[desperateprayer]

...

[ Are you okay getting a hug, Heart? She'll hug you. ]

I'm sorry.

[myocordial]

[Well, the hug surprises him, but... No, he's fine with it.]

...Thank you.

I'll be fine, really, but losing a friend is... difficult.