( HUNTERS - WEEK 5 )

[abhoth]

For this week, there will be no sudden loss of control for those who have signed their souls away for the greater good. As long as they're in the Curio Shop by 6:05 PM on Monday, nothing out of the ordinary will happen. All they must do is knock on the shop's door, carefully as if to not draw attention towards themselves, and the door will creak open by itself much like the previous week. As per usual, inside this strange room they'll find Craftly seated at a round table. Shelves of antiques line the walls and the smell of peppermint tea wafts through the air. A thin tendril slips across the table from Craftly's sleeve, hooking around his cup of tea. As smug as ever, he smiles to the group. "Come in, Hunters. It's time for us to begin". ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation hunter's handbook

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[disinterested]

[At this point, Girge walks over to the farthest corner away from Kaito and sits down.

Because no.]

[nowyouseeit]

[NO]

You hafta play at least one round of LIFE with us.

No ifs, ands or buts.

[it's a necessity]

[disinterested]

Don't you have 20+ people to save?

[nowyouseeit]

Forty-two, actually.

[:| HE'S GONNA SAVE EVERYONE!!]

And just 'cause we're busy trying to make sure everyone goes home doesn't mean we don't have time to relax. Right?

[disinterested]

[What is this "relax" you speak of?? No comprendo.]

You don't have time to waste.

[nowyouseeit]

Which is why we aren't wasting it. There's very little else we can do today other than check someone, and then talk to our contacts once the meeting is over.

[pats the seat of one of the chairs at their table]

C'mon, Girge. Live a little.

[disinterested]

[Calmly:]

Considering that I'm dead back home, that's a very interesting choice of phrase to use with me.

[a beat]

Also, I should remind you that in the context of this game, I'm a psychopathic serial killer.

[shoelickingshit]

[ grabs Girge's hand.... and drags him back over

come here u fuck ]

[disinterested]

Tsurugi, I would advise that you let go.

[thawedheart]

...please, Tsurugi-san?

[shoelickingshit]

[ NO ]

[shoelickingshit]

What are you gonna do? Stab me?

[ man who got stabbed.png ]

[nowyouseeit]

[i FUCKING SWEAR you guys]

Nobody stabs anybody while they're in this room!

[disinterested]

[A flick, and hey, there's his scalpel.]

Yes.

1/2

[shoelickingshit]

..............

[shoelickingshit]

[ LETS GO OF HIM AND HIDES BEHIND YUKINA ]

[thawedheart]

...don't hide behind me, I can't defen-

[Oh. Wait.]

...actually if he tries to stab me, yes I could.

[ninjay]

It's fun beating him at them. The way his ego deflates is the best part.

[disinterested]

That's nice. I'm assured enough in my own confidence that I don't need to destroy his, though.

[ninjay]

It's still fun either way.

[ jay likes winning. it's a problem. ]

[disinterested]

[Deadpan:]

At the moment, I am dealing with the sensation of bugs under my skin. [And you know whose fault that is??] It's rather distracting.

[nowyouseeit]

-- oi! What're you talking about? I kicked your butt at CLUE!

[ninjay]

We're remembering things very differently. But I also had the handicap of only knowing how to play it via your terrible instructions.

[nowyouseeit]

Uh, my instructions weren't terrible, they were on point and perfect.

Any bad playing was your own fault.

[ninjay]

I didn't play badly. I overachieved through my own skill alone.

[ fuck u kaito ]