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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 14, 2018 18:07:32 GMT -5
"Really? It's pretty nice in here. I mean... I guess this whole place is surprisingly nice. Considering it's a stupid prison." Sam pauses. "Actually, it's weird they'd put so much work into this place, if they're just trying to make us- n-nevermind. Anyway. Why haven't you come to check this place out yet?"
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Post by Just14 on Feb 14, 2018 19:21:16 GMT -5
"Well, I didn't get a chance to see it while exploring and I'm somewhat weary about going out at night. I don't want to believe anything will happen, but..." She trails off. "Better safe than sorry."
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 14, 2018 19:45:42 GMT -5
"Yeah... I've been a bit jumpy, too. Sylvia's been talking about how we all need to trust each other. I want to be like her, but I agree with you, really. It's easier to trust someone when you're making sure they can't stab you in the back, y'know?" Sam rubs his chin. "Though... I guess that's not really... trust... Hm."
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Post by Just14 on Feb 14, 2018 21:59:46 GMT -5
Yeah, right..." Aki nods. She closes her eyes.
"Sweet beautiful rope
Powerful and amazing
Yet so so fragile"
Aki opens them. "So... what is it you wanted to speak about?"
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 14, 2018 22:20:13 GMT -5
"Ah, well... Exactly that, actually. Rope. I was wondering. Do you think, if we used those big poster things as parachutes or maybe even, like, making them into rope... o-or even some... some bedsheets... Then using the table as a boat or a ladder or something, I dunno... O-or maybe the T-rex skeleton could be a ladder! I dunno, maybe they gave us something to help us get out of here!" Sam spreads his arms wide. "Well? What do you think?"
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Post by Just14 on Feb 15, 2018 11:26:23 GMT -5
Aki thinks about it for a bit before letting out a sigh. "Well, from an optimist perspective, it could work... But from a realist perspective... we don't know how high we are, or if we're above land or water or even a giant chasm, so it'd be stupid to blindly jump. And I doubt Nekoshi would just let us, either...."
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 15, 2018 13:55:41 GMT -5
Sam's smile fades. "You're... right. There's no reason to start making desperate escape attempts yet. Sorry. I just... I want to do something, y'know?"
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Post by Just14 on Feb 15, 2018 17:38:43 GMT -5
Aki sighs. "For now we'll do what we can." She walks over and grabs a couple pieces of paper and some brushes.
She hands one to you. "Here, write some poetry with me. It doesn't have to be a Haiku. I know its not much, but it could help you calm your nerves. I just... want to know I can trust you. I wish I knew that I could trust everyone... But for now, I think trust should be earned."
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 15, 2018 18:01:44 GMT -5
"Writing poetry with someone will make you trust them more?" Even as he's saying that, he takes a seat. "Oh, yeah. Here. I bought this from the casino." He hands her the brush. "I'm kind of curious whether it's particularly high-quality or anything. You're an expert, right?"
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Post by Just14 on Feb 15, 2018 20:00:16 GMT -5
"It's... beautiful. Very elegant. I'm sure several masters have used a brush like this. In a way, the brush is like its own poem, it tells a story."
She gives you a warm smile. "Thank you. I'll be sure to save it for something amazing. I never use more refined tools like brushes unless I'm on a final draft or am particularly inspired. If I wrote everything I thought of in such a grandeur way then it wouldn't be as special."
She puts the brush away and sits down, more at ease than before. She starts jotting down some haikus on the plain paper. She makes several pretty fast, although she stops when she gets to one. She circles the poem and continues. It's quite impressive how many she can make in such a short amount of time.
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 15, 2018 21:11:25 GMT -5
Sam feels complete writer's block. Instead, he watches Aki in silent awe for a few moments. Finally, he feels inspiration. "Why do you circle your poems when you finish them? Sorry if that's a stupid question, I don't really know anything about poetry traditions," he asks as he writes.
Such beauty and grace!
Her hand dances 'cross the page
To speak for her heart
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Post by Just14 on Feb 17, 2018 11:46:52 GMT -5
"Oh, well it's really just something I do... I can think of tons of different poems, but that doesn't mean they're all good. When I write one I really like or think is good, I'll circle it so I can rewrite it later with a brush or something nicer. Unless I just like the aesthetic of that poem on regular paper."
Aki looks at your poem. She gives you a slight smile and circles it.
You continue to write poetry with Aki and feel as if you understand her better now...
You've received a Friendship Shard!
As you start to finish up, Vivian comes running into the room in a panic. "Sam! Aki! There's...There's something wrong!"
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 17, 2018 12:06:41 GMT -5
Sam jumpsup and offers Aki his hand. "Where? Is anyone hurt?"
Follow.
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Post by Just14 on Feb 18, 2018 11:02:28 GMT -5
You make your way to the Dining Hall and find that everyone else has gathered here as well. Well, everyone except Erika.
Claus steps up and speaks to all of you. "I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here. Well, I won't beat around the bush. Someone has stolen all of the motive videos."
"But who was it?" Ashley looks...incredibly annoyed.
"I'm not sure. That's why I called you all here. We need to find out who stole the videos so we can get them back." Claus clears his throat. "First things first, did any of you happen to notice anything while on guard duty?"
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 18, 2018 11:42:20 GMT -5
Get some fruit. The hard kind. Crunch it as loud as possible whenever Claus is speaking. Stare him in the eye while doing so. Otherwise eat it normally.
If Claus calls Sam out, he'll take his time swallowing, then ask a question. "Yeah, whatever. Can those of us who don't care be excused?"
If Sylvia, Aki, Dennis, Vicky, or Satou asks him to knock it off or something, he'll say "Sorry" and knock it off. Anyone else he'll ignore. If no one speaks to him he'll stay silent. Except for the crunching.
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