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It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.
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THE SHERIFF
But mostly, sitting in his rocking chair and carving pieces of wood while chewing tobacco. ]
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[ in the morning, if you're inside the hotel near the entrance, you'll see a new addition to it! specifically, a painting of a familiar face. it's ezio's painting that he made of tiara after he executed her a few weeks back. papika can be seen staring at it intently, before reaching over to straighten it out more. ]
I think that looks okay...?
[ later on during the day, you will also see that papika has gone back to just sitting on the roof of the general store again. she seems to like this spot. ]
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[ feel free to bump into her anywhere else! on monday. ]
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monday.
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[So Eliot found something interesting at the General Store today. He hasn't really gotten much from there other than food, but for once something catches his eye. What's that, you may ask? Why, it's a guitar. If you happen to be there, you might see him pick it up and take it with him. Stop him and ask him about it if you like.
Later that day he'll be a little ways away from town. Around the Homestead, in a quiet area where he's not quite in plain sight. Not that sight matters in this case, because you can probably hear him. Who would've thought that Eliot knows how to play the guitar? More than that...
Turns out he can sing, too.
How about that? Approach him if you want, doesn't seem like he's noticed anyone just yet. He's too caught up in playing.]
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[hit me up with whatever, i'm open to anything, etc.]
Homestead!
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the least they can do is let these people rest in peace. or. at least let nisha's corpse do that, since who the fuck knows what happened to whatever was in tarvek's? he's not questioning right now.
icky as it is, he still wants to do this, because it's only right.
he definitely won't mind if anyone asks what he's up to with a shovel, or if they see him out doing this in broad daylight.]
b. monday, afternoon;
the first is that noct is a disgusting mess after that. dirt and sweat, among other things, and he really just wants to bathe.
the second is that boy, is he pale! because unsurprisingly, being around a rotting corpse and trying to bury is it not exactly in an urban prince's normal skillset.
he kind of wants to puke. he... probably won't though? but needless to say, he definitely looks some mix of "satisfied at his work" and "i might puke and/or pass out on your shoes, let me rest please" as he makes his way back towards the hotel.]
c. wildcard!
even out near flowers on the homestead, if anyone is curious why he's doing that. he seems to be avoiding his favorite place though, the watering hole. funny how that works.
so just make a scenario or poke me at
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No, really.
Anyone who is up late enough will see a barefoot, booty shorted sight as Will Graham finds himself sleepwalking through the middle of town. He also seems pretty dirty, like he's already been to the Homestead (which you can find him there) but might be making his way back to town (please don't let him fall in a hole). It'd be hilarious, if it wasn't so sad.
At least Winston is following him the whole time. What a good boy. ]
tuesday, saloon.
Like, way too much.
Like, enough that after a while his head just sort of drops to the table and it's unclear if he's sleeping or just sort of stewing in his own misery.
God, someone help Will Graham. ]
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monday night.
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saloon!!
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[ i'm sorry in advance-- ]
Ah... as of right now, we've been in this place for about a month. It seems like years ago when we stepped off that train and were greeted by the Sheriff. There were a lot more people, too, and while I didn't get to meet all of them, I remember every single person's face. It's something I've gotten used to, y'know? Back when I was a conductor, I mean. I'd remember each passenger's face as I checked for tickets, it's how I used to be able to pick out the stowaways. Every time I'd see a new face on the train, my first thought would be, "I haven't seen this fella at the station, so they must be a freeloader", and I was right every time! I don't like those disrespectful types. Why should you ride for free while everyone else does the right thing? As a conductor, I wanted to toss them off the train! This one particular woman, I wanted to hang a card around her neck that says "I steal rides" while I put her on display for the entire station. But I didn't... I didn't need to anyway. She ended up paying for her ride after she got off the train, so sometimes it's just best to scare someone straight into doing the right thing. She even offered me some love advice, so I'm grateful that we met! That's what I used to love about my job, just greeting everyone, exchanging stories and passing good impressions on each other. It was brief, that's another thing that's different. Here, in Whole Ass, I've known my fellow passengers for a whole month now, it's the longest I've ever been around a group of strangers without taking off to the next place. Can you believe it? Every day I feel like my family is expanding little by little, but the opposite is also true. What am I gonna do if the population keeps shrinking like this? To be honest, I don't think I'm ever gonna die. I can't imagine it. I'm probably gonna walk this earth until the end of time, so a place like this never worried me. But now? With Chane and the others, it's like my heart is beating outside of my impenetrable armor. It's out there now, exposed to the elements, and I'm just supposed to be okay with that? To know that you could feel pain at any moment, it's a strange feeling, isn't it? Heh. You must know what I'm talking about. What should I do? ...What would you do? A game like this can't go on forever, so should we just wait it out a while longer or do we start rebelling? No, you're right, I don't want anyone else to lose their limbs. Should I rise up alone then? What if I challenge Hal to a good old-fashioned duel at high noon? I've never gone up against a robot before, it could be interesting. Agh, I just don't know! -- No, you're right. We would still be stranded here if anything were to happen to the big boss. Even I don't wanna live in starvation. It's just weird, being in one place for so long, y'know? -- Yeah, you got a point, nothing has been easy here since day one. I just have to believe in the things that I already do even harder. What do you think?
[ He's talking to Pluto. ]
(b) CHURCH (Mon-??? who knows)
[ After having tried gravekeeping, bartending and shopkeeping, this week Claire is trialing a career as a pastor. You can find him anywhere near the church. ]
Good afternoon. Would you like some advice on anything? Get married? Perhaps confess? No, I suppose that would be too easy.
Actually, I have a confession myself: I don't worship this religion's god at all.
[ Well, that was a waste of time. ]
(c) WILDCARD
[ Accost this lunatic with anything you'd like! ]
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[ Because it seems like even though how bad and/or weird he implied his previous "home" was, it's kind of strangely comfortable to be in such a place...
Nonetheless, Russell can be found in the clinic around Monday morning, looking at all the medicines. It's kind of hard to tell whether he's actively searching for something, or just... Deadpanning for no apparent reason. He's having trouble finding it hard to keep still, constantly fidgeting with his collar of his shirt, or the cuff.
Although, when he hears the door open he does jump from surprise! He looks more anxious than usual, perhaps even a bit more timid. ]
Uhm . . . Do you need something?
Rest of the week / Wildcard / ect
[ Russell is going to avoiding the watering hole sadly... No more fishing for him :( but..! He'll still be around his usual places. You can find Russell probably sitting by his lonesome in the Church, trying to find a quiet space, or perhaps at an empty table at the saloon, or maybe even in the first floor of the hotel.
Feel free to bother him. ]
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saloon... duh?????
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[Ever-dutiful, Yuna checks the Hero Club request box twice every day. Feel free to leave your requests here, vandalize the box, hassle her while she's checking it, hassle her about it while she isn't checking it, and so on and so on.]
monday late afternoon, homestead
[Nothing has ever slowed Yuna Yuki down ever in her entire life; coyote attacks most certainly are not going to change that. Energetic as ever, she hikes up to the homestead after lunch, a basket full of snacks over her arm, and of course wastes no time replacing their contents with her latest batch of picked flowers. She's brought snacks for the animals, too, because while she could definitely eat that much food, she's not going to. Not right now, anyway? Not until she can go back and get more snacks. Let her live.
But anyway, feeding the horses turns into petting the horses turns into Yuna sitting on one's back and sloppily braiding flowers into its mane, scratching behind its ears and softly cooing stupid pet babytalk at it as she does.] Who's a good horsey? Is it you? It is! You're the best horsey.
[god, Yuna.
She's got enough sense not to just start yelling while she's sitting on a horse, but she does sit up straight and wave cheerfully at anyone she sees coming.]
tuesday throughout, out and about
[Yuna Yuki is on a mission. What else is new.
A few people have already been assailed by this particular survey, and those people are currently free from her wrath, but she's spending today chasing down absolutely everyone else with a little notepad and pen in her hand. That does, in fact, mean everyone. Even the assholes. Especially the assholes? She has a list of people who have to be surveyed. She's determined.
Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, be prepared for Yuna Yuki.]
Excuse me! Excuse me! Are you busy? I'm taking a short survey, and it's very important.
[clears her throat!!!]
The first thing I need to know is what your favorite color is!
[ah.]
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[AS ALWAYS i am here at
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tuesday obviously!!!
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[ The resident wildcard robot is never hard to find around town - the only question is why you'd want to find him. Maybe to punch him in the face?? Respectable.
It's easiest to spot Ash at the hotel itself, where he can often be seen doing any number of odd things for great lengths of time. Rarely does he go up to any of the residential floors; instead, he's usually poking around in any one of the common areas with a sense of purpose. One day, he might be in the kitchen, opening up one of the cabinets and removing all the contents so that he can look around inside of it for... whatever he's looking for more easily. Another day, he's on his hands and knees in the sitting room, snooping under furniture and prying up loose floorboards. Really, he's kind of a pest. The only place he stays away from is the bathhouse. He's not a fan of the humidity.
But, once in a while, he can also be found at the train station. You might expect him to be looking at the wanted posters. But he's not. He's parked in front of the cigarette machine, instead, gathering up multiple packs. Can a robot even smoke...? ]
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[ if you have another idea, go for it!! ash is anti-social, so this is vague, i know. ]
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A THING
... Hooves?
There is the sound of an animal squeal, more likely one of the coyotes roaming around being caught off guard before the pounding gets louder and louder and around the train comes... well, deer.
An excess of deer. A stampede of deer.
It's a mixture of them -- from quiet fawn to large bucks -- and they all seem fairly panicked as they run through the town, trampling anything in their path. The horde seems to be running in the direction of the homestead, passing through the town first as they go. Anything in their path might want to move out of it and if they can't --
Well. There is a loud whine and Diamond Dog seems to have been caught in the stampede and anyone looking too closely will see the poor thing trampled before he can run away. He puts up a good fight but well, it's a few hundred deer versus a dog.
Which also means people might want to get out of the way before they too suffer DD (and a few coyotes, birds, rabbits, etc)'s fate. ]
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On Wednesday night, with Xion by his side and the both of them dirtied and bloodied, Shinnosuke will be flagging down people in the hotel. Once he feels a sufficient amount of people have gathered in the lobby, he speaks.]
Seizaburo's dead.
[Flatly, and simply.
Notably, he has Sei's sword on him.]
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LETTERS
ANNABETH CHASE
EZIO AUDITORE
HIGEKIRI
LUST
RIKU
SIMON KEYES