Mock Week

[sinphony]

[ After the day before, with the reveal of the full extent of the rules and how the game works along with their hosts, the only thing everyone could do was have a meeting with alcohol and go to bed. And when awakened, everything is the same. It's still the large mansion, they're still locked inside, and there's still the idea that they have the choice to murder each other hanging over them. But now the mansion is free to explore to their hearts' content, save for the room under the stairs outside the mud room. All anyone can really do is just enjoy their week and hope for the best. ]

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[scleramelani]

... Excuse me?

Sharknado spoilers

[semperperatus]

The sharknados...they were all over the world...we tried to reset a mechanism to contain them but...it failed. then them....April overloaded....and...!

[His breath quickens.]

Oh god...!

[scleramelani]

Are these things... shark tornadoes?

[That sounds ludicrous. But obviously this guy is pretty traumatized by them... Uta pats his back, just a little.]

There are none of those in my world, if that helps. Maybe it worked in a parallel universe or something.

[semperperatus]

Shark tornadoes. Yeah.

[He closes his eyes.]

The world was destroyed...I...I'm the only one so far. That survived.

[scleramelani]

By. Shark tornadoes.

[Give him a moment to process this...]

It seems to me that the people underground shouldn't be affected, right? In basements or bunkers, sewers, that kind of thing, there are probably others that made it.

[semperperatus]

It's....complicated.

[If only Nova hadn't found that cave...]

They might have, if they weren't flooded by the waters. But...I've been looking and...so far no one's responded...

[scleramelani]

[Uta gives his shoulder a little squeeze.]

Probably just out of batteries in their radio or something.

[semperperatus]

[A snort.]

I...I can only hope, right?

[It had been weeks. Weeks since what had happened. But it was...raw. Raw now remembering. Knowing.]

I...you shouldn't have to--

[Listen to him talk about how he failed? Who knew. But his tone, at least, emits a hint of appreciation.]

BACK TO SEMI CANNIBALISM

[scleramelani]

[Uta shakes his head.]

It's fine. I'll go get rid of the head.

[He's gonna eat it.]

Re: BACK TO SEMI CANNIBALISM

[semperperatus]

I--it's fine, I can handle it. I...

[Deep breaths.]

I just need a few moments. But...thank you, Uta.

[scleramelani]

[His stomach audibly rumbles, but he stifles his hunger once more.]

If you're sure...

[semperperatus]

[...Odd, but...]

Yeah. Yeah, I've got to do this.

[Fin thinks little of it.]

Let's have Uta find his tupperware in the kitchen

[scleramelani]

[Uta is starving and he's not sure why. It's like he hasn't eaten in weeks, when in fact it's only been a few days as far as he knows.

In fact, the power nerfing may be affecting his metabolism, he's beginning to realize. If he has to eat every day... There will be no survivors.]

... Sorry. I haven't eaten.

[semperperatus]

No, it's...it's all right.

I mean...hell, give me a bit, I'll...make you something? Make up for you having to see...all this, you know.

[scleramelani]

No, I've seen worse.

[Says the small business owning artist.]

[semperperatus]

...Really?

[Wh--]

[scleramelani]

Yeah. In the war between humans and ghouls, Ward 4, where my shop is, is a hellpit.

[semperperatus]

...why do we...

[More aimed at just muttering to himself than specifically to Uta, even if Uta no doubt hears it. Even if the rest he mumbles is otherwise inaudible through Shepard's teeth. Quietly, carefully, he moves.]

Meet you in the kitchen in a few minutes? I'll make sure April's...taken care of properly.

[scleramelani]

Alright.

[A few minutes later, he's in the kitchen, waiting for Shepard. He's slouching in a chair at the table, hands folded with elbows on the surface, face pressed against hands such that they cover his nose and mouth.

His sense of smell isn't as sharp as it was, but he's still a little overwhelmed by the foul scent of human food; it looks nice, but it smells terrible. He's at least gotten the coffeemaker going.]

[semperperatus]

[It's a but, but Shepard does come, still a bit red-eyed. Still, he's doing his best to pull himself together.]

All right...what are you thinking for food?

[He can do this.]

[scleramelani]

I'm allergic to pretty much everything, so I'm not sure. What've we got?