W3 CYOA: Jiaoqiu, Marcoh, Siffrin, Yves

[holyspirits]

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RECOUP & DISCUSSION

[boxcar]

[ Marcoh and Yves are heading from the backyard out to the front where they can meet back up at the Camaro, and drive back to their Big Gay Warehouse.

Marcoh is going to be quiet and be looking over his notes for a little at the start, trying to organise, but it's FFA time lets gooo. ]

[noirges]

[ yves first greets kitty. hello sweet girl. hello little baby. wahwahwah

but then he's going to be in a corner practicing his swordplay. it comes to him as second nature—for reasons that he's having trouble unpacking. was he in fencing club? what's going on. but regardless he's able to hold this sword for as long as he's tangible, and that feels good. reliable.

pausing for a second: ]

The only new thing I didn't give Marcoh was the stuff I found in the reading room and the attic. The reading room had a tarot card reading down and it was uh....

Page of Cups?

[fried]

I did a reading earlier, before we came to the house. I pulled the same card. It means bringer of messages. The unexpected inspiration that comes to us from the unconscious, perhaps in ways that we may not truly understand.

So... potentials. This might be something Siffrin can help with, as far as the unconscious goes.

[noirges]

Mm!

[ yves nods ]

That sounds good. I like the idea of unexpected good things for once. Lots of bad surprises lately.

[fried]

Agreed. [ gazes. ] We may be able to help tether Siffrin to look... I'm not entirely sure how their power works.

I think - there was something that I did in the house, and now I can't remember.

[noirges]

Can't remember...?

[ oh no he looks a little worried ]

Where does your recollection stop and starts again...?

[fried]

I walked into the bathroom to use the mirror to scry... and then I was standing in front of the broken mirror with a bloody fist.

[noirges]

Ah... well I hope it comes back to you soon. Can you scry what you've lost?

[


and he'll ask this while also closing the distance between them to stab jiaoqiu in one smooth motion

pick your stab wherever you want flurry or dodge i don't know your life ]

[fried]

[ HELP EKSKDJF well he's not expecting this at all so he absolutely does in fact get stabbed before he can say anything. let's say he gets a fun stab in the gut and falls over. nonfatal like how mg injuries are.

he's actually just more baffled than anything, why... did he do that... ]

[punnier]

[ Perks up a little at the mention of their name, gently petting Chainsaw. ]

..If there's something I can do with my dreams, I can try.

[ Even though the last time they tried it didn't... go too well.. ]

[fried]

If there's anything we can do to steady you while you work...

[noirges]

[ no one asked yves but all he says is: ]

I don't think that's right.

[ and siff can get a sword slash too. wherever you want zetsu. or dodge. either! ]

[punnier]

[ thanks mwah love you ]

[noirges]

[ wow isn't this fun when things go completely wrong at the last minute

yves grins in a way that's more unhinged than actually enjoying himself—and the hand that's holding onto the sword does a strange little twist once it's done slashing at siff. like a jolt, popping in and out of place ]

Do you think when you dream, you find the truth? What do we do if this is already the dream? How do we all wake up?

[punnier]

[ haha who would've thought huh?

There's barely any time to react, that slash cutting cleanly right across their torso but it's not enough to cut clean in half, it's not enough that they won't die right away but blind everything it hurts. Stumbling back and trying to grasp at their front as if that's going to help any, their other hand grasping for the utility knife to hold in front.

The movement comes naturally, even if what's in front of them is anything but. Why? What was going on?? They don't understand, they don't understand why. Why? Why why why why why ]

Vee-? [ A cough, blood spilling past their lips, before shaking their head. ] That's not.. it isn't - This isn't a dream, we are awake.

[ This is the waking world, is it not? If anyone would be able to know, it'd be Siffrin. But this, this feels like it must be a nightmare - ]

[fried]

[ jiaoqiu is here with his bandaged fist, frowning at the ceiling. he's also a little quiet, but every so often he rubs at his eyes. ]

[boxcar]

[ I'm gonna establish there's drinks and some mixture of snacks, partial junk food but because it's Marcoh there's also shit like protein bars. Make sure you are fed, gang. ]

[punnier]

[ thanks bro.. ]

[boxcar]

[ A bit late in on after he's kind of condensed things: ]

So what do we know. We know the entire town is frozen in time. The police department, school, town, everywhere. Even Blue.

We also know the Cabeswater forest has been slower to respond lately. These things, I think, might be connected.

[ He closes his eyes. ]

The door was opened, and a demon was set loose. There was blood spilled, I don't know when -- but spilling blood on a ley line can cause dark things to happen. That is the "third sleeper", the "unmaker", the woods were trying to tell us yesterday.

We need to stop this demon. We need to save the lines.

[noirges]

[ we don't deserve marcoh he's working so hard

at some point while he's talking over his fidnings, yves is going to peer around him to try to look at his notes and make heads or tails of it. he leans his head affectionately against marcoh's arm

and then he takes a step back to raise his sword to try and slice marcoh in two from the back

cheerfully: ]

Good luck!

[boxcar]

[ Well that's kind of the price of being AU'd into a nerd I guess, usually he would not be thinking this hard. Thinking too much actually he's too in his head to expect that Yves is going to choose violence on him.

So

I mean

I GUESS? ]

[noirges]

[ oh!

okay!

so he'll just take it!

i'm so sorry marcoh yves just laughs in his friendly little way before kicking him swiftly and then trying to stab his sword through his right hand from the back. ]

I think that unmaking things is the right call. Shouldn't we just throw in the towel then?

All of this is a lie, after all.

[boxcar]

[ Slash me once shame on you, slash me twice, well. His fighting instincts kick in with a flash with the rush of adrenaline and pain, not before he gets a hard kick. Disorienting enough to make him fall, dropping his notes, open on a page -- a single sentence in black pen with nothing else around it, almost like a permanent reminder. 'You will live when you should not.'

But that's not important right now because he jerks his hand back, trying to sit back upright as fast as possible, get back his leverage. ]

-- Yves! What is the meaning of this!

[noirges]

[ yves jumps back, instinct and memory swirling in his thoughts. though when he does, his head jerks back in an unnatural way. like a puppet that doesn't have full control of its body, pulled on invisible strings.

and then he rights himself, holding out his sword to point it directly at marcoh ]

Everything needs to be destroyed, Marcoh. You'll get it. You'll thank me.

[boxcar]

[ ...Not good. The step back gives him enough time to grab onto a. Fucking something I don't understand the layout of this warehouse. But it's enough for him to get up, even as blood pours and stains his nice sweater, dripping to the ground. ]

No, I don't. And no, I won't.