Week 4

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

Sunday arrives ahead of schedule again, bringing with it the creeping dread that this is just how this is going to go. Welcome to the murdergame cycle.

At least there's another section of the city available to you! This one even has some things to do without you having to make your own fun. Which also means there's more to find about this place.

There's still over 20 of you alive... maybe that's something to celebrate? It could be worse! But... at least one of you is an attempted killer, apparently. Either way, better keep talking if you want regains!



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the fourth week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

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[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan flinches noticeably at the shouting, eyes still open in terror. He had no idea what he meant by that, all he gets is the shouting, and a new fear sprouts up of someone taking notice.]

P... please be quiet. I... I don't want anyone to know about how I...

[He doesn't finish it his tone is quiet, timid.

Like he's convinced that Dandy is going to announce his secret to everyone the moment someone comes knocking on his door.]

[bootyhunter]

[The dies down to all but a puff of air, any color or exaggeration in his face leaving as reality begins to settle in. What kills a man, if not another, is loneliness. Dandy looks into Jonathan's eyes for the umpteenth time... Although upon this shared glance, he's showing clear signs of shame.

He's been in Jonathan's shoes many times before. So many that if he were to collect a fee after each and every single instance, he'd be able to quit alien hunting and perhaps even purchase his favorite location of the BooBies franchise.]

I'm not gonna squeal.

[Dandy tilts his chin downwards, primarily as a sign of his sincerity. Watching the other Victorian man on the verge of a breakdown really does hurt.]

This stays between you...

And me.

I promise. If Fangs starts askin' any questions, [bc we all know nandor is nosy as fuck] just tell him I was givin' ya hell. Y'know! Like usual.

[Like right now.]

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan isn't entirely convinced, but the promise seems to have calmed him down from a total meltdown.]

Thanks. I deeply appreciate your friendship.

[He looks away.]

You... you can leave now if you'd like. I... I'm sorry for... everything, truly.

[Sorry for panicking. Sorry for being emotional. Sorry for assuming the worst with him. Sorry for putting him in an uncomfortable situation.

Sorry for thinking it would turn out alright.]

[bootyhunter]

Jon.

[Not the full nickname! And spoken in a more serious, hushed tone.

This sucks. Dandy knows.]

I know it's gonna rip you a new one, but I needja to do me one last solid.

[hotpaprika]

[He wordlessly looks up at Dandy. He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear what Dandy has to tell him but he feels obligated to.]

[bootyhunter]

Don't be so hard on yourself.

[The gruff exterior gives way to something far more tender.]

This place reeks.

I know after this you probably won't want to see me. But I've gotta ask.

[Dandy sighs.]

Wouldja let me check in on you later? Same time, every day.

I just need to know if you're still breathin', is all.

We don't even have to talk.

[hotpaprika]

I... I will be fine, I promise. I will be holding a séance later so you will see me then.

[...]

I... am sure your partner needs you more than I do, anyway.

[He is pretty sure Dandy wouldn't want to be around him regardless.]

[bootyhunter]

Okay, let's not take it that serious-

[Meaning the partner thing! They haven't even talked about it together yet.

Dandy fights the urge to stay, to help. Whatever the fuck that means.

Instead, he wills himself to the door, giving Jonathan one last look over his shoulder.]

See you then.

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan looks somewhat dead inside as he waves Dandy farewell.]

Thank you for keeping me company.

[As he closes the door, Dandy will hear the door lock behind him.]

[bootyhunter]

Oh, shit.