Afterparty 4: Finding Home Meeting is Now in Session

[breakingthrough]

[Although she had wanted to do it from the start-- in Eruna's honor-- Edna enlists Recette and Zack's help in preparing for yet another meeting for the group.

The message instructed everyone to meet at the restaurant. It also told them to leave their phones behind.

There was no telling if they were being monitored that way after all.

There is a difference in Edna, when they all gather for the meeting. Edna now has Eruna's guitar strapped around her, the orange instrument set against her back. It also appears at though anything even remotely resembling a screen or potential listening device has been thoroughly smashed. It... might have been a stove or an oven before. W h o o p s.

...wonder who did that.

Nonetheless-- Edna, Recette, and Zack are all there waiting when people start arriving.]

Comments

[crossingout]

So... what exactly are our plans for moving forward, exactly?

[Zange asks the important questions as she takes a seat, looking rather serious for once.]

Besides 'not dying', that is.

[breakingthrough]

The letters we received said that we need to gather our keys. It seemed they also felt we should be looking around the town as well. There may be something we've missed up until now. If we're going to move forward, it should probably be with every tool that we can find.

[crossingout]

Gather the keys for what reason... do you think we might have missed something?

[zackthekiller]

Yeah...

Okay, everyone still has their keys? We need to make sure we have them close by, and keep looking for the rest.

No opening any more fucking doors until we figure out what the hell we need to use em for!

[breakingthrough]

I still have mine.

[Edna's been carrying it with her everywhere since she found it.]

Even so... they're still keys. You would think they'd have to open something else. How many are there now?

[zackthekiller]

Same here. Though I'd rather not have it get lost if I...


[Oh shit. That's something he didn't think about. He had kept it on his person since last meeting... Right?]

[He checks his pockets for the key, nearly nicking himself on something in the process, before sighing in relief as he finds that stupid key.]

Hey! Crown! Come here a sec, I got something for you.

[The deerling, expecting a treat, trots over to Zack... Who is currently undoing some of the bandages on his right hand, cutting the fabric halfway up the forearm with his teeth. You can now see the burn scars covering the skin of his hand...]

[What is he doing...?]

[crossingout]

If they open something else, what exactly do you think they open?

[zackthekiller]

[You're welcome.]

[Zack's got Crown out of his ball and wandering around, per usual, but you might notice something as the deerling goes around trying to mooch off people's salads. He's wearing the glowing key to room 21 on an improvised necklace. Just to make sure it's still accessible if Zack ends up dead.]

Alright, everyone. This shitty game has gone on long enough. If we want to find a way out of this hellhole we'll seriously have to try not to kill eachother until we're free. Looking at you, S.

[He glares at Suzy, still not getting his name right and still bitter.]

[breakingthrough]

[Edna nods. He put it well-- it's a little rough around the edges, but then so is Zack. She likes it. It says everything it needs to. All the same, she'll say her little bit to support him and his ideals.]

That's right. Our numbers have nearly been cut in half. If that's not enough reason for you then remember this. M does not care about allies or those who play along. They die the same as anyone else. If you want to survive, we're all better off working together.

[buylowsellhigh]

If we work together, then our chances of finding out how to revive everyone'll probably go up, right?

[Pause.]

I really don't want to leave here without everyone.

[breakingthrough]

That's what I'd like to think.

...when we're finished here, I'm going to visit the morgue.

[You know. Just in case something happens, she'd like more than one person to know.]

I want to see if I can find Joshua's phone and try to open up the locked area in the Dollhouse.

[zackthekiller]

The dollhouse?

[Edna, what are you on about?]

Why do you wanna use Josh's phone for that?

[breakingthrough]

Zange said there was an egg-shaped indent. Our phones might fit. And if he was working with M then there's a chance he might have had access to whatever is back there.

It's just a theory, but I want to check before M has an opportunity to tamper with it, if we can get back there.

[buylowsellhigh]

Oh! That's a really good idea! If there's anything I can do to like help or something, let me know!

[perfectbeing]

[Wow, how dare Zack call him out like this.]

Excuse me? As I recall, you were the one who attempted to kill me.

[Just going to make that point again, so Zack doesn't forget.]

[zackthekiller]

Well sorry, I thought you actually got away with killing someone here!

[Uh. Someone stop them before their fighting derails the meeting.]

[perfectbeing]

Oh, so are you saying that you did vote for me? Well, that is certainly too bad, isn't it? You never had any absolute proof anyway.

[Please.]

[zackthekiller]

Really? Because you- Gah! Hey!

[Crown had enough of this.]

[Crown uses Sand Attack on both of you. Don't know where the sand is coming from, but it's getting in your faces.]

Crown, what the hell?!

[shining_finger]

[Moeka enters, and pauses to look around, taking in all the smashed stuff.]

... you were very thorough.

[zackthekiller]

[Tell me she hasn't brought her phone.]

Sorry 'bout the mess. I had to make sure no assholes were spying on us.

[shining_finger]

[She's been to these meetings before, dude, she knows how it works. She doesn't like it, but she gets it.]

... it's okay. Though... I hope the restaurant can still make food.

[zackthekiller]

Sushi isn't cooked, right?

[Or we can have salad.]

[shining_finger]

[She makes a noise that might almost be a laugh.]

... I guess at least there's that.

[theotherother]

...did you find anything?

[He's seen his share of ransacked rooms, so he figured it's worth asking.]

[zackthekiller]

We haven't found shit.

[Zack brand humour for this fine evening. You're welcome.]