week 6

[airlockedmods]

[Even with three deaths two weeks in a row, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to some semblance of normalcy come Sunday morning. The messes are cleaned up, the bodies are safe in the morgue (or in Kip's case, still in a liquor bottle in the garden) and with this new week comes a fresh crop of returning memories.

There is no new floor this week.

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 5, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[motherfucking_ghost]

[He's never sure What Do with crying women, even less so now that he gave her a bunch of fun ideas and she responded by practically collapsing??]

I...have no idea how you're gonna be hurt by making a blanket fort or filling the pool with jello? Literally none of those things require bravery or strength...?

[?????]

[desperateprayer]

[ Boy, Church, it's almost like she's been headed towards a collapse the entire time. ]

...My memories this week... I... Remembered everything since I fled to Aceid. Mikaela and I... We became maids for the Freezises, practically became family. They were... Friends with King Kyle Marlon. He... He likes Mikaela, but he was engaged, so he... Broke it off.

[ ...She's wringing her hands as she speaks. ]

...She retaliated by ordering the death of every Elphe woman until she could find the one Kyle liked. So many died. We tried to hide her--drugged her and hid her in a well, since she'd rather stay with me. I was... I was captured by the army, and...

[ ........She trails off. Shrinking in on herself. ]

...It didn't matter that I didn't talk no matter what they did. Two months like that... Didn't matter. Mikaela was still killed... I couldn't do anything. I can never do anything. I survived something I shouldn't have because... Because I don't look like a native of Elphegort. It should have been me, Church.

[ Everything just. Spills out. Because she can't keep all of that despair and pain in anymore. Sorry, Church, you just happened to have been the one to poke the dam just right and get it to release. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay, but it wasn't you, so now you get to do fun shit and make yourself happy while you're here and hope your buddy PAL doesn't frame you for murder.

[desperateprayer]

But why did someone as worthless as me get to live, Church? Why did I suffer and suffer and still end up with nothing? I shouldn't... I shouldn't be having fun and I'm not really... Really going to be happy for awhile.

[ Sorry, Church, but you suck at this. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Why am I the one getting saddled with all these existential questions? You lived, it sucks, that doesn't make you worthless, that just makes you someone who's gone through some nasty shit and come out the other side. Shit happens, and some people make it and some people don't. That's kind of what war is.

'sides, death never stopped me from having a good time, so living shouldn't stop you from it, either.

[desperateprayer]

...I need a bit more time, Church. Everything's just... Built up and built up.

[ ...I mean, there's a bit more to it than that. But she'll be fine. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

['You've had five weeks' sounds bad even in his head, so he's going to elect to not saying it.]

Yeah, that's kinda what living in this hellhole's been like. And now people are snapping, and that includes you and me.