Viewing Party 2 - R3: THE RE-CRY-ENING

[misanthropicprinciple]

We got castmates. We got clues. We got crap to bitch about. They get a library? And a LAUNDRY MACHINE?

Welcome, murderfam... TO THE R3 LIVEWATCH.

Comments

[daughterofthemark]

...so rather than "sweet," you are "salty?"

[cyan_maid]

[Sure I mean she's not about to dunk Clarith for her bundle of problems, they can respectfully disagree.]

No? It feels...like I'm being invasive. I know we're all real and the people on the "show" right now are all real, and it's like...so creepy, just...watching them...it's hard to get through even the most mundane things because of that, sometimes.

[cyan_maid]

Yes. Exactly.

[curdle]

Thank you, Jane.

[ oh she's TAKING a goddamn cookie

and kind of... breaking it up, stirring the crumbs into what appears to be a mug full of heated milk and creamer? is she putting lemon in there too? it's a comfort thing, don't ask. ]

I cannot understand it. [ This is just a general remark, around any given time Leon is on screen. Fukawa sure seems to think he's dead too, huh? ] If this be truth, and not as a dream... none should have that power over a soul.

[daughterofthemark]

I wonder what other flavors people can be? I know that "bitter" comes to mind.

[cyan_maid]

You're quite welcome.

[Girl, you go for it. That's what these cookies are for.]

I don't understand it either...I mean, if it's not someone using Life powers, which I highly doubt, then...why? And how? Reconstructing a body is one thing, but you're right about souls. [Whatever it is that makes us us is not so easily recreated.] It'd be easier to just get people who are already alive, rather than go through all the trouble.

[cyan_maid]

Spicy. People can definitely be spicy. And bland, too, and...savoury, I guess? If you stretched the metaphor.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I heard a story once about a situation like this.

[daughterofthemark]

...I suppose.

[Again: princess.]

But... it isn't as if you arranged for our lives to be shown this way, correct? And you did this for the sake of helping us.

[daughterofthemark]

...I could not say.

[A good leader probably could.]

[cyan_maid]

Of course - I wouldn't ever want something like this to have even begun!

[If the mastermind was really inside of us all along then please put Jane out of her misery]

But it doesn't make it any less voyeristic.

[cyan_maid]

Oh? Do tell.

[daughterofthemark]

[Maybe the real mastermind was the friends we made along the way?]

Regardless, I believe it is necessary.

[cyan_maid]

[Airlocked but we played ourselves]

...It is, I guess. Unfortunately.

[misanthropicprinciple]

We don't work well as a team.

[daughterofthemark]

We should determine what flavors everyone is! I'm certain that Dame Nari is "sour."

[misanthropicprinciple]

Some people were trying to transport some live tropical fish. They did everything right, gave them enough food, maintained the right water temperature... but every time, by the time they reached their destination, every fish in the tank was dead. They tried and tried, and each time got the same result. I'm sure you can imagine that got kind of frustrating.

In desperation, at a colleague's suggestion, they added one more thing to the tank. And this time, every single fish survived the journey.

What do you think they added?

[daughterofthemark]

[...Junpei were you expecting Arianna to kind of shrink back in response to that? Because that's what she's doing.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

...A couple of us talked about that during our stay in hell mansion.

[Junpei rubs at the tattooed rabbits on his wrist.]

I don't know how exactly they'd do it, but if consciousness works the same way here as it does where I'm from, it wouldn't be impossible.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Am I wrong?

[daughterofthemark]

I... that...

[misanthropicprinciple]

Each of us is insanely loyal, but not to the group as a whole. If key players weren't so dedicated to the idea that it's all of us or bust, we would've fallen apart ages ago.

Now who's the one person every one of us likes and listens to? I'll give you a hint: It's not Ardyn.

[daughterofthemark]

Dame Jane.

[...what?]

[serrata]

Or cousins, maybe? Something like that, at least.

[ just wait till Noctis gets whiskey and Christine Junior and then they'll really see the resemblance ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

What? No. She's great, but she's a kid.