( graveyard: we're cursed..........3 )

[nodo]

[ since there's more of us now, let's set up a scene...ish. we're at the beach! hooray!! it's our government mandated party game!! hopefully everyone is going to be well behaved because law won't give two shits. he's already arranging this for some reason unknown to man. indulgences? indulgences....... everyone get your sins in. taps on watch???

of course there is booze because there is always booze. law does not perceive the meth. (if there is any.)

NOW!! EVERYONE. TWO TRUTHS & ONE LIE. ]

Comments

[touchups]

Oh... What happened? Why didn't things go the way it was planned?

[A little lilt of curiosity in both his tone.]

[holeful]

[A low rumble of Bad Feelings.]

Anaido doesn't have a hole in his head.
[You know. Anaido.]

[touchups]

[ANAIDO............... wwx sneezes in the distance.

Mahito just looks and feels mildly confused, though, for a second. A second more, and some uncertain understanding seems to filter through.]

So... he couldn't do his job 'cuz of that?

[holeful]

Right. Because he couldn't think clearly.

[That's what the hole is for.]

[touchups]

[Ah, yeah - the understanding loses its uncertainty.]

Right! Yeah, you said that before. [And apparently he has just decided to accept this as good logic?? He's a curse, man, he just does whatever.] That's too bad for him.

[holeful]

Aah. It really would have been cool to be a detective but I suppose it was just my luck, in the end.

[He's a bit sad! Or well, his base level background sadness rises a bit.]

[touchups]

[He just reaches out and pats Fukuda's... whatever is nearest. Arm? Leg?? Who knows. Mahito's probably on the ground because he's a creature.]

I think you're cool without being a detective! But I don't really like detectives, so.

[BINCH HE HATES THE COPS NOW.]

[holeful]

... You think I'm cool?

[He thinks detectives are cool but it's fine Mahito doesn't]