[Susato is bleeding from the wound to her chest, breathing heavily, the image of blood and violence fresh in her mind. But they're here, they're here and they're safe, and -
Right.
There are two sets of memories here, and one set belongs to a girl far more ruthless than the other. A girl who needs the money badly. And yet Susato - both versions of Susato - doesn't lack for conviction. After everything she's seen and everything she feels, she's not willing to let it end like this.
She's still holding a gun in her hand. So she raises her arm and points it at Duster.]
You didn't tell us he was a person.
[How is Jurda acting? Does he seem threatened? Does he recognize Royce?]
[ Joonghyuk has went through a similar situation before, so it only takes him a minute or two before he chooses what he believes to be his true memories. It also helps that he basically bleeds words and they read his story. Despite that, the sight of the bodies in the basement don't leave his mind nor does the desire for money, but he focuses heavily on Duster. This man. This little shrimp who isn't greg.
He's just going to grab Duster by the neck and lift him up (17, do i only roll well for choking). The pain in his wounds are there, they ache and resound throughout his body, but the rage consumes everything. ]
[Sholmes just lays there, shocked for a moment. Everything that happened. Abilities. Sharpshooting. Kazuma, dead. Kazuma was...dead. No, he wasn't. Yujin...Yujin was there, forcing him away, and Kotetsu, he...]
[He rolls over to his side, crying out in pain with the pressure to the stump of his arm. There's a man that he is that wouldn't care for this. He needs to get the money. And there is...a great detective who needs money, too. But there's a lot more that matters to the great detective than just some cash. There's so much more to him than that.]
[He staggers to his feet, and when the other two make their move, he steps in front of Jurda, throwing his arm in front of the other protectively. He's only a whole twunk, but...you'll have to get through him first, anyways.]
A gentleman would never give away a person like this, to be used as an object. [He hangs his head, exhausted, pained.] We can't...allow you to do this.
[ Nanaly is yet another bloody mess right now (who unfortunately still looks like fucking Winslow), and after waking, everything hurts much more than it did in the heat of the moment when pain was dulled by adrenaline. It really doesn't even matter which person she is right now, though she thinks she knows now which one she's supposed to be. She tries to push all that aside to deal with later, when she can afford to let herself feel it.
She's not messing with that deadly power of hers anymore, but she's still got the guard's gun in her pocket, too. So she'll just be mirroring Susato in pointing it at this man's head while Joonghyuk grabs him by the throat. ]
You're not making him do anything he doesn't want to.
up he goes. he's pretty short, so he dangles pretty far off the ground. his feet kick a bit, and he grabs for joonghyuk's wrist, squeezing it as he tries to get free. he chokes out:]
Put me down.
[he can't answer if he's choking to death!!
meanwhile, jurda does not seem to recognize duster, but he does seem resigned up until it looks like everybody is coming to his defense. his wings twitch, and he gently puts a hand on sholmes's back to keep him standing.]
No - no, don't kill him. [jurda says, frowning.] It's not his fault - I deserved to be in there. I was there for a reason. I think I know - I think I know why.
... I just want to go. I just want to go home, I don't want anybody else to get hurt. I can get you all home.
[That's right. That's right, isn't it? That's the one that's real. Though when Jurden says 'I can get you all home,' there's a moment where she pictures something else. Father's study, a light on when he's working late, his booming laughter inside. Naruhodo's perpetually untidy desk with papers fallen all about floor. The smell of Iris' new blend of tea brewing; the cadence of Sholmes ranting just downstairs. She'd rather go back to that than Ahnkeen, but - better Ahnkeen and its friendly faces than what waits for her here.
She shakes free of the thoughts. They're hurt. Mr. Sholmes - he's hurt very badly, isn't he?]
Yes, please take us home. We need medical attention.
… If you weren’t so short, you wouldn’t be dangling at the height of a high schooler.
[ Joonghyuk is just being mean because he’s in a bad mood for good reason. I’m sure Duster is not that short? He hears Jurda, but he chooses to gently rat shake Duster maybe once or twice… He knows how to keep someone alive in his hands!
Then puts him down, turning to Jurda and Sholmes now. Susato has a gun and hopefully that stops Duster from doing anything abrupt.
Home… With familiar faces. Susato conveys what he thinks, so he adds more. ]
[A sense of relief and hope swells in his chest, pushing aside the other memories like they're curtains. Yes, the people they saw here that they knew from their group. Rika...Kim Dokja...Xie Lian...and...]
[Yes. They would be fine, wouldn't they be? Fine. Well. Alive.]
[His body is trembling, but he nods, looking back at Jurda.]
[ Home, huh... She almost wonders if maybe he really would be able to bring it back with that power.
...But she — the real one — she's not in the habit of letting other people do the hard work for her, and if she really was given the option of taking the easy way out like that now, she'd leave it. Right or wrong.
[duster is like five foot three, so he is that short. but when he's put down, he scoots away from you crazy assholes with glocks and goes to his wagon, scowling under his hood. goodbye, he hates all of you, and he's not stupid enough to pick a fight where he knows he'll lose.
jurda, on the other hand, smiles a little.]
Yeah. Family is waiting. [a beat.] Thank you. I won't ever forget this.
[he holds his hands out to them, ushering them close.] I can't do anything about your wounds, but I can get you somewhere safe. Just hold onto me.
[a beat.] It's nice to see you guys working together. On the count of three, I'll send you back.
[ he will find you somehow duster and he will hunt you down
Joonghyuk makes his way closer, walking a bit unsteady due to the bullet in his leg. He’s fine. He doesn’t need the hand. But he acknowledges the help. Maybe girls can hold hands in this cyoa?
[deep breath, and jurda's eyes flash bright gold.]
Three!
[and with a rush of energy, the four of you are whisked away back to a random location in ahnkeen.
congratulations! you have solved my cyoa puzzle. for your efforts, you receive the following:
SUSATO (the spy): a tiny birdcage; this item is one use, but it can either expand to trap someone in a cage for two to three minutes, or expand and put someone in it to heal them of their injuries, one or the other. NANALY (the witch): an ID card; this item allows you to transform into someone else for three hours, living or dead. one time use! YJH (the bastard): a cane; this item gives you the ability to manipulate one person into doing one action, anywhere from doing a cartwheel to voting for themselves. one time use! SHOLMES (the gunslinger): a revolver; this item has one bullet. shoot the gun, and you can pick two people to tie together. any injuries one person sustains will be reflected on the other. one time use!
additionally, you will have all of your injuries (non-lethal versions), the ankle devices (though they're not working anymore), the items above, and one of the following effects (one, not both):
you will remember bits and pieces of your backstory for the next few days, and sometimes get confused as to whether or not it’s real.
OR
you suffer from the side effects of jurda’s power, which translates to very intense points of time where you are manic with energy and can’t stop Doing Things and then, after a few minutes, are completely knocked on your ass and can’t stand for a bit. you can be as dramatic with this as you want, like cough up blood if you want it’s fine.
yell at me/the mods in discord if you have any questions!]
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Right.
There are two sets of memories here, and one set belongs to a girl far more ruthless than the other. A girl who needs the money badly. And yet Susato - both versions of Susato - doesn't lack for conviction. After everything she's seen and everything she feels, she's not willing to let it end like this.
She's still holding a gun in her hand. So she raises her arm and points it at Duster.]
You didn't tell us he was a person.
[How is Jurda acting? Does he seem threatened? Does he recognize Royce?]
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He's just going to grab Duster by the neck and lift him up (17, do i only roll well for choking). The pain in his wounds are there, they ache and resound throughout his body, but the rage consumes everything. ]
This is over. Take us back to Ahnkeen.
[ Or else. ]
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[Sholmes just lays there, shocked for a moment. Everything that happened. Abilities. Sharpshooting. Kazuma, dead. Kazuma was...dead. No, he wasn't. Yujin...Yujin was there, forcing him away, and Kotetsu, he...]
[He rolls over to his side, crying out in pain with the pressure to the stump of his arm. There's a man that he is that wouldn't care for this. He needs to get the money. And there is...a great detective who needs money, too. But there's a lot more that matters to the great detective than just some cash. There's so much more to him than that.]
[He staggers to his feet, and when the other two make their move, he steps in front of Jurda, throwing his arm in front of the other protectively. He's only a whole twunk, but...you'll have to get through him first, anyways.]
A gentleman would never give away a person like this, to be used as an object. [He hangs his head, exhausted, pained.] We can't...allow you to do this.
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She's not messing with that deadly power of hers anymore, but she's still got the guard's gun in her pocket, too. So she'll just be mirroring Susato in pointing it at this man's head while Joonghyuk grabs him by the throat. ]
You're not making him do anything he doesn't want to.
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up he goes. he's pretty short, so he dangles pretty far off the ground. his feet kick a bit, and he grabs for joonghyuk's wrist, squeezing it as he tries to get free. he chokes out:]
Put me down.
[he can't answer if he's choking to death!!
meanwhile, jurda does not seem to recognize duster, but he does seem resigned up until it looks like everybody is coming to his defense. his wings twitch, and he gently puts a hand on sholmes's back to keep him standing.]
No - no, don't kill him. [jurda says, frowning.] It's not his fault - I deserved to be in there. I was there for a reason. I think I know - I think I know why.
... I just want to go. I just want to go home, I don't want anybody else to get hurt. I can get you all home.
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[That's right. That's right, isn't it? That's the one that's real. Though when Jurden says 'I can get you all home,' there's a moment where she pictures something else. Father's study, a light on when he's working late, his booming laughter inside. Naruhodo's perpetually untidy desk with papers fallen all about floor. The smell of Iris' new blend of tea brewing; the cadence of Sholmes ranting just downstairs. She'd rather go back to that than Ahnkeen, but - better Ahnkeen and its friendly faces than what waits for her here.
She shakes free of the thoughts. They're hurt. Mr. Sholmes - he's hurt very badly, isn't he?]
Yes, please take us home. We need medical attention.
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[ Joonghyuk is just being mean because he’s in a bad mood for good reason. I’m sure Duster is not that short? He hears Jurda, but he chooses to gently rat shake Duster maybe once or twice… He knows how to keep someone alive in his hands!
Then puts him down, turning to Jurda and Sholmes now. Susato has a gun and hopefully that stops Duster from doing anything abrupt.
Home… With familiar faces. Susato conveys what he thinks, so he adds more. ]
What will happen to you?
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[A sense of relief and hope swells in his chest, pushing aside the other memories like they're curtains. Yes, the people they saw here that they knew from their group. Rika...Kim Dokja...Xie Lian...and...]
[Yes. They would be fine, wouldn't they be? Fine. Well. Alive.]
[His body is trembling, but he nods, looking back at Jurda.]
Where will you go? Where is "home" for you...?
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...But she — the real one — she's not in the habit of letting other people do the hard work for her, and if she really was given the option of taking the easy way out like that now, she'd leave it. Right or wrong.
Getting back to Ahnkeen, for now, is enough. ]
Is there someone waiting for you there?
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jurda, on the other hand, smiles a little.]
Yeah. Family is waiting. [a beat.] Thank you. I won't ever forget this.
[he holds his hands out to them, ushering them close.] I can't do anything about your wounds, but I can get you somewhere safe. Just hold onto me.
[a beat.] It's nice to see you guys working together. On the count of three, I'll send you back.
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Thank you for helping us.
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Joonghyuk makes his way closer, walking a bit unsteady due to the bullet in his leg. He’s fine. He doesn’t need the hand. But he acknowledges the help. Maybe girls can hold hands in this cyoa?
A hand gently rests on Jurda’s shoulder. ]
Working together.
[ Funny. ]
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...Best of luck to you, my dear fellow. Get to where you need to be.
[And let them get where they need to be.]
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She used to do that someone a lot. ]
Take care.
[
This kid has no idea she doesn't always look like this. ]
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[deep breath, and jurda's eyes flash bright gold.]
Three!
[and with a rush of energy, the four of you are whisked away back to a random location in ahnkeen.
congratulations! you have solved my cyoa puzzle. for your efforts, you receive the following:
SUSATO (the spy): a tiny birdcage; this item is one use, but it can either expand to trap someone in a cage for two to three minutes, or expand and put someone in it to heal them of their injuries, one or the other.
NANALY (the witch): an ID card; this item allows you to transform into someone else for three hours, living or dead. one time use!
YJH (the bastard): a cane; this item gives you the ability to manipulate one person into doing one action, anywhere from doing a cartwheel to voting for themselves. one time use!
SHOLMES (the gunslinger): a revolver; this item has one bullet. shoot the gun, and you can pick two people to tie together. any injuries one person sustains will be reflected on the other. one time use!
as well as a mod clue!
additionally, you will have all of your injuries (non-lethal versions), the ankle devices (though they're not working anymore), the items above, and one of the following effects (one, not both):
you will remember bits and pieces of your backstory for the next few days, and sometimes get confused as to whether or not it’s real.
OR
you suffer from the side effects of jurda’s power, which translates to very intense points of time where you are manic with energy and can’t stop Doing Things and then, after a few minutes, are completely knocked on your ass and can’t stand for a bit. you can be as dramatic with this as you want, like cough up blood if you want it’s fine.
yell at me/the mods in discord if you have any questions!]