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7 DAYS REMAIN
Seven days remain. As the last day of the festival draws to a close, the only thing of interest to note for the week is how great everything has gone. Not a single attack has been reported...
But things have already been set alight inside the hearts of those chosen few who have received the app on their phones. For some, it's just the first bite of the apple. For others, it's been like shaking down an entire tree. Things are beginning to look...strange. Surely there are more burning questions on their minds by now.
The warning bells of the Nightly Curfew ring across the city. There's a faint hum from the phone this time before the icon appears. This time it displays a time: 1:00AM
The rest of the night is normal. Perhaps you've cuddled up with family, or you've gone to bed early to wait, but sure enough, time tick by right until 1 in the morning when....
You're back into that application again. A single question before you're even permitted to type anything else. And while it seems to be overwritten by something inside of you, it feels a lot more natural than before. Which is, truthfully...troubling.
Once you are done, you are tossed once more into the main chatroom. Now your user names are the names that you wrote down in the last survey, but with all those questions it's....hard not to think of them as your own. Maybe you'll be cursing at this device, but it looks like you're already deep down the rabbit hole by now.
[OOC: This is the final network post before Awakening. Users will now be able to speak of who they are in their AU life without the information being blocked by the application.
Additionally, while they will not get any new on their own, speaking with Luci might grant the Awakened more memories...be careful that they don't get more than they bargained for.]
But things have already been set alight inside the hearts of those chosen few who have received the app on their phones. For some, it's just the first bite of the apple. For others, it's been like shaking down an entire tree. Things are beginning to look...strange. Surely there are more burning questions on their minds by now.
The warning bells of the Nightly Curfew ring across the city. There's a faint hum from the phone this time before the icon appears. This time it displays a time: 1:00AM
The rest of the night is normal. Perhaps you've cuddled up with family, or you've gone to bed early to wait, but sure enough, time tick by right until 1 in the morning when....
You're back into that application again. A single question before you're even permitted to type anything else. And while it seems to be overwritten by something inside of you, it feels a lot more natural than before. Which is, truthfully...troubling.
WELCOME TO THE FINAL QUIZ!
Answer from the heart, the part of you that has been denied for far too long.
Is your life here a lie?
Yes | Definitely | Sure | I've had my doubts before, but yes | Hell Yes | There is no other conclusion | I wish I could deny it and live here peacefully but it's true.
Thank you...that will be all. Let us see what your heart blooms into...
Answer from the heart, the part of you that has been denied for far too long.
Is your life here a lie?
Yes | Definitely | Sure | I've had my doubts before, but yes | Hell Yes | There is no other conclusion | I wish I could deny it and live here peacefully but it's true.
Thank you...that will be all. Let us see what your heart blooms into...
Once you are done, you are tossed once more into the main chatroom. Now your user names are the names that you wrote down in the last survey, but with all those questions it's....hard not to think of them as your own. Maybe you'll be cursing at this device, but it looks like you're already deep down the rabbit hole by now.
[OOC: This is the final network post before Awakening. Users will now be able to speak of who they are in their AU life without the information being blocked by the application.
Additionally, while they will not get any new on their own, speaking with Luci might grant the Awakened more memories...be careful that they don't get more than they bargained for.]
✪ Luci
Luci: But be more about yourself today!
Luci: What about you?
Yuuto Kidou ☸ Eligor
✪ Luci
Luci: Think more about yourself and what you've done.
Luci: And the last time YOU left
Yuuto Kidou ☸ Eligor
[Michi, don't be snippy.]
✪ Luci
Yuuto Kidou ☸ Eligor
[He speaks Japanese, his name is Japanese, he knows that's where they're from. But it's not talked about much in his family, is it...]
✪ Luci
Luci: Guess this place is a step up
Luci: Then again, probably not
Luci: Too bad you can't compare anymore, hmmm?
Yuuto Kidou ☸ Eligor
There isn't an anymore. I was little. Ask me when I go there someday and I'll tell you how it measures up
Then again, maybe not.
✪ Luci
Luci: Well, at least your life is happier here, is it not? At least you didn't get into a plane crash on you're way here, that would have been terrible.
Yuuto Kidou ☸ Eligor
Are you going somewhere with this?
✪ Luci
Luci: The rest is up to you to think about, really.
[A window presents itself for Yuuto to have a memory of his childhood at the orphanage.]
Yuuto Kidou ☸ Eligor
Firmly holding a seared magazine in one hand, he rolls a soccer ball under his foot experimentally. He's never tried this before. There's no one here to teach him; even if his magazine had instructions, he can't read most of the kanji yet. But there's a warmth filling a hole in his heart at the soft feel of the ball beneath his shoe, and when he kicks it with his foot to chase after, he can almost see his father running just ahead of him. He could almost imagine the yard he's running in was in front of his own house, and not the small park meant for so many more kids than just him. He could almost pretend that things were still okay.
Almost. Just enough that as he kicks the ball around the yard, despite the lingering ache in his chest, his smile is genuine.
Michi lets the phone slide more and more out of his hand, only realizing belatedly when he has to quickly grip it to keep it from slipping free. His teeth grit, staring down at those words, and while he's got so many questions he can't find the words to ask them. That wasn't like the other hallucinations, when he could instantly feel something was off by his vision being narrowed. That time, his vision was completely normal. It felt so real, like a memory he'd half forgotten, but that's patently impossible.
It's going to be a long while before he says anything again, trying to shove down that weird feeling of inexplicable deep pain and certainty that something happened. His dad is alive. He lives in a house. This is all a bunch of lies.
Five or six minutes pass. Michi erases a few words.]
What did you do
✪ Luci
Luci: You did the rest.