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!]

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[motherfucking_ghost]

[Because we're all gonna die someday, it might as well be on your terms?]

I used to think where I was before, Blood Gulch, that that was hell. But like, metaphorical hell. I dunno, Judaism doesn't have a lot of emphasis on the afterlife idea, and I never really cared, and being dead's kinda complicated that a bit.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Hell yeah, you get it, Church. ]

Yeah, I ain't what ya call religious. I drop my coins at shrines and shit but the only gods us yakuza got tend ta be money and power.

[ He shakes his head. ]

Neve really cared what happened ta me after I died, but if this shit is it then I know what hell fuckin' looks like.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Hell is a bunch of assholes trapped in the most confusing mansion layout ever while an omnipresent, pseudo-omnipotent being forces their hands for the sake of entertainment?

Good a definition of it as any to be fucking honest.

[buddyoldpal]

That's what I was fuckin' thinkin'.

[ He takes another long drag of his cigarette. He is so... not with it rn. ]

Least there's booze.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Only hell could come up with a ghost pepper vodka. It all makes sense now. We're all shitfucks being condemned because we were all terrible at some point. Some of us more terrible than others. [Excuse there are several people who really do not belong in any kind of hell???]

[buddyoldpal]

Yep. Whoever's decidin' on punishments is one sadistic fucker, stickin' us with girls like Clarith-chan and Yuuri-chan, but I don't pretend ta make the rules, so who the fuck knows?

[ Yes, hell is definitely other people, a murder mansion, and weekly parties at the karaoke bar. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Maybe they'll get out the other side. Something something rebirth or some kind of heavenly construct. [shrug idk bro???] Or we'll just be stuck in the crazy far future up shit creek without a paddle.

[buddyoldpal]

Roland said somethin' like that. His place was all about death and rebirth and that shit.

[ More shrugs though!! Yeah, who the fuck knows?? ]

Doubt shit's that nice here. We're pretty much fucked, it ain't like that fuckin' PAL's got any damn reason ta put an end ta his little game.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Unless we figure something out. Which we've been saying since the takeover, basically. It fucking sucks. Which is the understatement of, like, several centuries.

[buddyoldpal]

Yep. It's fuckin' hell alright.

[ He takes another drag of his cigarette. ]

We're gonna die here, Church-chan. Most of us fucks are already dead, and we're gonna die again. [ Another shrug. ] Can't say I don't deserve it but shit, this fuckin' sucks.

[motherfucking_ghost]

We'll probably die here, yeah. [He could sugar coat it with saying we'll totally survive, because we're the good guys, or something equally stupid, but he can see where this dice roll is headed.] But we're still going to fight all the way down, because taking it lying down would be stupid and boring.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Well said, Church. In a few days he'll agree with you, but right now he smirks and shrugs a bit. At least he agrees. ]

Yeah, I never been the type ta lay down and take it.

[ bcbw ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

[...damn it he misses Tucker when he just mentally inserts that in. Even he's smirking, because...]

No, you're definitely the type to give it. Whether it's lying down, standing up...

[buddyoldpal]

[ Ah, yes, nothing cheers him up like talking about sex. ]

Or on my knees, or all fours, I'll take what I can get.

[motherfucking_ghost]

There are so many ways to give it and take it. If there's one thing humanity doesn't lack, it's god damn creativity.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani chuckles. Good job on making him smile again, Church. ]

's the real beauty of humanity, right there. If there's a way ta do the dirty we ain't tried yet, we're gonna fuckin' find it.