TSUCHIGUMO

[guillotineroom]

Characters may meet privately in any location available in the Edge of Reverie. Dorms are a good place to start, though!

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[cryovision]

Hmmm... What sort of strategy do you think is required here?

[oodako]

[ post-Incident appearance update ]

Well, someone's going to have to eat shit, so it's the easiest outcome if some team wants to volunteer.

—Unless we all want to say we've got something to prove. [ if you catch her drift. ]

[cryovision]

Personally, I'd prefer if we could get a single volunteer. Or perhaps we could engineer a gap with a little bending of the truth.

[oodako]

Better for everyone involved if it's a volunteer too.
Whoever puts themselves forward—everyone else is gonna owe them big time.

[ a beat ]

...Though I guess that assumes the punishment's something you can actually come back from.

[cryovision]

It'll be worth it just to see exactly how far she's going to go.

I'll note, by the way, that there's someone in the Kraken block that I'd very much like to keep safe.

[oodako]

It's a fucked up definition of "worth it" if a whole squad dies, but sure.

[ crossing her arms over her chest ]

So who's your Kraken friend?

[cryovision]

I doubt they'll die. That would ruin the point of "rehabilitation", wouldn't it?

[shrug!!]

As for my friend, his name is Albedo. We were co-workers, and something close to family. Although we're from different variations of our world, that relationship seems to be the same. He's someone I'd do almost anything to protect.

[oodako]

[ wait ]

—Hold on.

Different versions of "your" world?
Is that a thing???

[cryovision]

It is, yes. There's even another "me" running around, two years younger and with some different memories. I haven't met a single person who remembers events the way I do, but there are familiar faces all the same.

[oodako]

[ Andreana is looking much more subdued than she did when she first came out of the cell block—cowed, even. Nothing quite so discouraging as finding out you are in fact possessed by halfway turning into an eldritch sea monster.

A missing eye (now covered with a pirate's skull and crossbones eye-patch), new streak of white in her hair, and now pale-tipped tentacles are more than enough of a reminder, too.

She leans against the wall, arms crossed over her chest. ]


...I just want to know what the point is of some kind of coordination training exercise where doing an actually good job gets the worst result.