WEEK FOUR

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WEEK FOUR

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The day is rung in by a myriad clocks tolling at once.
It's a familiar sound. It's the first time you're hearing it.

Once again, Monday is upon you, and once again you have just arrived at the castle to meet your new roommates. The last week is gone without a trace - nothing there to remind you of its existence. Injuries have been replaced with the old aches you may have felt before coming here, keepsakes have vanished and decorations have returned to their original state.

Formally, this is a clean slate and a fresh start. But that's not how it feels in your mind - your bodies may be rewound, but your hearts are steadily continuing, carrying the weight of a time that never was.

As always, the castle is new and old at once. Static, yet ever-changing. The curious minds among you may find it a good idea to explore a little.

TIME LOOP:

-Characters wake up with the clothes they had with them at their canon point, like in the intro log unless you wish to have them affected by the weekly effect as early as Monday.
-The state of their bodies is still exactly the same as it was on the intro log (for better or worse). This is independent of the weekly effect.
-Any items they accumulated last week are also reset (sorry you'll need to build up your weapon cache again), except items that were given out as event rewards. Please note that the item uses are not reset.

LOCATIONS UPDATED:
- garden, library, promenade
- aquarium → wintering room
- photography studio → tea room

WEEKLY EFFECT

This week the castle's whims have decided to put on a little fashion show! Characters may awaken to find themselves dressed in an outfit that they have once worn... or an outfit that they might have worn, in a future that has never come to pass. These clothes are not period-accurate and instead reflect the characters' own lives and thus worlds! It's time to shine in an outfit you absolutely love - or absolutely loathe!

The drawback is that these magical clothes also cannot be removed until sundown. Whatever outfit you woke up in? You're stuck in it! The only way to escape your dress-up fate is to damage the clothing, but if you do so you'll find yourself stuck naked until the beginning of the next day. The castle's strange properties do at least provide a little cloud of mist that will follow characters around for modesty reasons.

The new clothes will remain after the day of their appearance. They'll lose all strange properties and become garments that can simply be worn or discarded at will, like all other clothing.

(OOC: Counter proposals are open until Tuesday! Murder proposals are closed! Thank you all for your enthusiasm!)

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Comments

[objetdevanite]

And you killed me for it.

[ Like in the mirror hall, it's a cold anger. It's unlike anything that others have heard before. The blade trembles more obviously in G'raha's hands, as if wanting to fling itself at her. ]

... I don't care if she did or didn't attack you first. But I shouldn't have had to die in anyone's place.

[simulacres]

I know that.

[ she has no argument for that. ]

I’m not proud of it. But I’m not apologizing for it anymore.

[objetdevanite]

[ Too bad G'raha has an iron grip on this knife now, because it just about tugs itself out to do exactly what it wants-- ]

I hope your wish comes back to bite you.

[simulacres]

[ … ]

It wasn’t me who got the wish. And I have nothing to wish for in the first place.

[objetdevanite]

[ Like Richard would use it for himself. If he cares so much for her. ]

If it wasn't for you...

[ ...

A lot wouldn't have happened. Even-- the nice things, they wouldn't have happened. Since there's no way they would have let the words spill out; they would have swallowed them, smiling, but-- even so, even so-- ]

... You know. Primrose is pretty handy to be staying in, right now.

[ Considering Richard's in there. Is this a threat? Who can say. ]

[simulacres]

[ the criticism and judgement, she can let pass. there really is nothing that either siffrin or siobhan could say that could be remotely worse than anything that ayaka's brain has cooked up in her short, human life. and they're not.

but the unspoken threat does manage to get a reaction out of ayaka. her eyes narrow, hands balling up into fists. her legs are trembling, but she doesn't back down. ]

Threatening Saber won't solve anything.

[objetdevanite]

Shiv might not have a leg to stand on. But I do.

[ Wrongfully accused, in the end, because of them. And no one willing to even the debt. Let them stew in their guilt? When they don't seem like they've been stewing at all? No, the knife hasn't been able to see everything, but-- ]

I would just remember where Clover stays. Pretty easy to escape her, too.

[remainsilent]

[ NEVERMIND none of us can read ]

Siffrin.

[fillintheblanket]

Siffrin.

[It's not reproach in the umbrella's voice, just a warning; he doesn't move, for now, but he is reading the room.

Keeping an eye on both object and people movements. He hasn't stopped minor scuffles but...]

[coldseep]

( i'm not here enough for a proper reply but this is literally hwyl's photo room nightmare, friends turning on friends, loved ones having to kill one another, this is the worst case scenario and as much as he confronted them, allegedly, to get out of the room

he is here, very still, and not doin too hot )

... Siffrin...

( Softly, in neither condemnation nor protest - yet, neither exaltation or encouragement. If he could just make everyone stop, he,

But he can't. They won't. And they have that right. And that's how it's always is, and will always be. )

[ocenon]

I'd choose who you make your threats to more wisely, Siffrin. Your business is with me.

[ His hand is not leaving the sword on his hip. Is he gonna shank a knife???? Maybe???? ]

1/3

[objetdevanite]

You kinda are like a guard dog, huh?

[ A bit amused, a bit distant. The knife remains still, but it might seem a little warmer in G'raha's hand. Probably nothing to worry about. ]

You aren't scary. [ Nothing scares someone who can't die. Even the execution hadn't. ] I would've liked to fight you.

[ The knife jerks out of G'raha's tight grip fast as any attack they'd seen during Siffrin's execution, still pointed at Ayaka-- ]

2/3

[objetdevanite]

[ -- before it flings itself at Richard instead, since he's the reason he has the wish if he dies then maybe you can get it maybe ish will let you have it maybe maybe maybe-- ]

3/3

[simulacres]

[ once again, for the first time the world moves in snapshots.

distantly, she can hear herself call out for saber-- no, richard. her legs move on their own, mind taking stock of the situation with a calmness that she certainly didn't have the night that she was being attacked by siobhan. saber's not wearing his armor. the knife is going straight at him, and she the thought of losing him is unbearable--

so she throws herself in front of saber, the knife digging into the back of her shoulder instead of its intended mark. ]

[allrounder]

[ He’s holding onto that knife tight. Good thing he’s got a great grip. ]

[divineth]

[He puts a hand on G'raha's shoulder and shakes his head. He hates this too, but now isn't the time. He doesn't realize Siffrin is the one actually being held back here lmao.]

[allrounder]

He wants to stab her. I can feel it.

[ But thankfully he’s strong and can hold them back right now. ]

[divineth]

[So that's the truth of it. Urianger sighs, though he understands.]

Siffrin... Such acts shall do us no favors.

[objetdevanite]

[ ...

They don't really care, do they. The knife remains silent at that. ]

[objetdevanite]

[ It might manage to wriggle out sometime. But not right now, stuck as it is.

... Still, still-- ]

Do you remember what I asked? If you could vote for someone who'd done it in self-defense?

[ ... ]

Could you do it now?

[ Now, after... ]

[allrounder]

I hope that she carries the guilt, the weight of her silence. I hope that she understands the full repercussions of letting the innocent take the fall for her actions, even in self defense.

[ But, he holds onto that knife tighter. ]

Siffrin, take control of your anger. Please. I implore you. I cannot see more violence here.

[objetdevanite]

Why aren't you angry?

[ Shouldn't he be? Shouldn't-- shouldn't all the people who care for them be more angry than this?





Do they even care? ]

I've been controlling it since she told me. I should have done something when I had the chance -- to either of them. But I felt the same as you do. [ If knives could breathe, maybe there'd be more of a buffer to Siffrin's short, harsh laugh. ] That was before we spoke, Raha.

[allrounder]

I am angry, Siffrin. Mayhap more angry than I have been in a long, long time.

[ And if Siffrin stops trying to escape his hold, he'll feel the way that G'raha's fingers tremble. He wonders if something changed when they spoke and he...

Doesn't want to ask. Not here. It's too personal and he'd rather not get everyone else tied up in that. ]

I want you returned to my side, Siffrin. Vengeance will not accomplish that.

[objetdevanite]

[ He doesn't know that. It isn't like they can convict them again.

But it isn't terribly hard to... less feel, and more see in a way, the tremble in G'raha's own hands. The knife seems reluctant, still.

...

Before it quiets, though remains pointed at Ayaka. ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ Please hold on tight.

Cain's watching from afar. He's not pleased with what he's seeing and hearing, but (the voice of) G'raha and Urianger seem to have things under control, at least Siffrin side.

He'll step in if need be. While he understands, they don't need to shed blood here. ]