unknownseas | Meeting Time!

[On Wednesday morning, all the suites will find another note slid under their door. It seems much less formal this time, but the handwriting is still very distinct.]

I am holding another meeting today, at 5 o'clock. I am terribly sorry for the the location this time, but it will be in the dressing rooms at the department store, as that is one of the few places I could find that we would not be watched.

I ask, however, that you don't all come in at once, because I fear that otherwise, it could catch Fontaine's attention and may add further security measures.

I will be providing refreshments, although I welcome any additional help.

J. Harker

[The dressing rooms are, obviously, a very not ideal place to hold a meeting, but Jonathan had somewhat set things up so that they could at least talk to each other, with all the curtains pulled back and one stall reserved for some cakes and sandwiches. He politely greets everyone who enters but it's clear that he's somewhat wary from the motive.

When everyone arrives, he once again addresses the group.]

Good evening. I am sure last week was an icy shock to everyone that Fontaine is not content to let us live about in harmony. However, it is vital that we do not give up hope that we can find a way out of here, because when we do, Fontaine will have already won.

[He's trying to convince himself this as much as he's trying to convince everyone else.]

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I suppose I should start by gathering any new information everyone has discovered since our last meeting. It does not matter how insignificant it seems; anything could be useful to us.

With last week, we should likely expand our planning to include how to keep each other safe, as well as how to stop Fontaine.

[And everything else! Have at it!]

[If you show up at the Department Store before 5, you will see Jonathan setting up. More importantly, you will see that he brought his radio with him that he sometimes finds himself just... staring at as he listens to the broadcast.

It starts off quietly, with gentle footsteps, followed by heavier footsteps and the sound of chain rattling. Then, a large door creaks open and two men begin talking to each other. It's clear that one voice belongs to Jonathan, but the other man's voice is... strange. He's speaking perfect English, but something just seems off about it.]

Welcome to my house! Enter freely and of your own will!

[A pause.]

Welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring!

Count Dracula?

I am Dracula; and I bid you welcome, Mr. Harker, to my house. Come in; the night air is chill, and you must need to eat and rest.

Oh, thank you kindly, but I really shouldn't impose-

Nay, sir, you are my guest. It is late, and my people are not available. Let me see to your comfort myself.

[The footsteps continue as light chatter is made, but Jonathan stares at the radio in complete sorrow, almost mesmerized in despair.]

[Joy's perched on top of one of dressing room dividers. Don't ask how she got up there.]

Not to be like "this motive is just psychological manipulation and I'm going to be really disappointed in whoever falls for it," but it is something I have experience with so let's do a little AMA. [A beat.] That means "ask me anything." Just realized only like four of you probably have Reddit.

[ The Undertaker decided to arrive a bit early to help with the set up, but it was the recorded voices that caught his attention...

He already had an idea of what mistake Jonathan was listening to... So he walks over to speak to him. ]

You didn't have to bring this thing with you. It's only going to worsen your mood.

[ He'll attempt to take the radio away... ]

[ Well! Seems the Undertaker isn't withholding information this time. Not when he doesn't have too much to offer... Or maybe he's trying to distract himself as well? Who knows. ]

Do any of you know where this Unova place is? I found the name stamped on some of the products here.

[Hagakure isn't someone who's been too affected by the motive, but this is still really interesting.]

You've actually done it? How?

It’s not any planet I’ve heard of…

[As Obi eats a sammich:]

You know those grates where the air comes in and out of these rooms? I checked out the one in the library. I couldn't get in, it's stuck on real tightly. But I heard some stuff inside. Metal... skittering noises? And music, both times that I checked. Is that normal?

Edited 2022-06-29 21:49 (UTC)

Ever since last week, I've been considering the possibility of us pairing off whenever we go out at night. I am aware there is an odd number of us, so one group would have to contain three people. However, I believe that having us all watch over each other would vital to us surviving here.

So here's the thing: the multiverse is infinite.

[Joy pulls a loop of string from her pocket and makes a Jacob's ladder.]

The choices you've made have ended up here, right? But.

[She dismantles the entire thing and quickly makes a different figure.]

Making different choices creates an entirely different you, even if some of the steps are the same. So, in theory, all Fontaine has to do is drop someone in a slightly to the left version of wherever they're from, where maybe the only difference is you said "no" or you saved that kid or whatever it is you're bent up about. Here's the thing, though: you'll still be you. And the whoooole time you'll be noticing what's better or what you've totally fucked up by making a different choice.

Nandor's a vampire. [she thinks she's funny.]

[Misfire raises an eyebrow.]

…What kind of music?

Sounds like the evil version of a place called Ova. [she's not being funny here. i hate dc comics.]

Assuming, of course, that one person in that pair doesn't decide to kill their partner, that would be a decent plan.

Un-over...?

... Yes, I suppose that is a possibility, but in that case it would be pretty clear who the culprit is.

[He really... does not want to consider the possibility that more people will die, but he can't exactly remain optimistic on that point.]

Whew, sis. I've never been so grateful to have only been through three different universes.

I'm not sure where that place is either! Certainly didn't show up while I was poking around, though...

Ah, and it seems the cashiers left their money in the till. It's like they up and left without much warning.

Hey, that’s no way to think about it. They could decide to kill together.

[He raises a hand out in objection, but makes no real effort to stop The Undertaker.]

I know I didn't have to, but I suppose it's a reminder to not be so foolish again. To be smarter than I was in the past.

[There is a tint of sadness in his voice.]

When I checked earlier this week, it was a pretty normal piano song. Like, da na... da na na... na...

[He's la-la-la-ing a pretty fair imitation of Chopin's Nocturne op. 9 no. 2, for you music nerds.]

But last week, it was really weird. I swear, it didn't use any instruments I've ever heard before. It went something like... dum, da dum. Dum, da dum, da da-dum...

[There is no way for poor Obi to recreate how ominous this sounded.]

There was more skittering last week than this week, too.

...

Only four people have read what?

Missy you're just gonna ignore the...? You know what, forget it.

That is definitely not normal and super creepy, what the hell?? That's some horror game crap- you're lucky to be alive.

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