hunter (2)

[preordain]

meme....

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week 0, monday

[preordain]

[ they're at the. throws dart. science lab.

ryo is looking through the collection of chemicals. ]

Hm. Someone might drink this.

[greatvalue]

...

Yeah...

[he right......]

[preordain]

Can we die in hell?

[ he picks up one like he's trying to figure out what is in it. why is nothing labeled. ]

[greatvalue]

I bet we could experience the pain of death again. Sounds torturous enough.

[He has no idea what any of these are, so he's just squinting. Someone will absolutely play poison roulette with these at some point.

also i totally forgot but he has a friend on his shoulder today. ]

[preordain]

[ oh how i wish ryo would be the kind of person who would love pets. i wish it so bad. ]

That's true. Perhaps that's something they plan to do to us? Bring us to the brink, where we're unable to die, and then we have to eat bad food after.

[greatvalue]

[cucked from cute pet cr by playing literally satan...]

Probably. The bad food afterward would be the worst part, too.

[preordain]

There is nothing quite like days old fast food.

[ the saddest fries imaginable. ]

[greatvalue]

Fried in old oil...

[the worst aftertaste.]

[preordain]

Mm.

Have you been adapting to our new circumstance?

[greatvalue]

As much as anyone can adapt to eternal damnation.

Have you?

[preordain]

I'm not a fan of the food choices.

[greatvalue]

Is anyone?

week 0, friday

[preordain]

[ damn can't believe hunter killed hunter to have his name back

anyway, ryo is sitting somewhere???? and will glance over at hunter. ]

You saw the beek, right?

[greatvalue]

[yeah you did it you solved the trial]

... Yeah. I guess that answers your question.

[preordain]

Apparently so.

You were together, right? Itto is telling everyone.

[greatvalue]

... Of course he is. [TIREDLY.] Yeah, we were.

[preordain]

[ please understand that itto knocked their door open to tell him excitedly ]

Was he normal? Hunter.

[greatvalue]

[helpppp]

He wasn't acting any differently than usual.

[preordain]

I see...

[ that's what itto said, but ryo trusts nothing he says. so. ]

Oh well.

[greatvalue]

... Yeah. He probably wasn't expecting anything to happen to him last night.

[preordain]

If he did then I'm sure he would have acted different. He seemed like the kind of guy to wear his emotions on his face, from when I spoke with him.

[greatvalue]

[nods, frowning.]

And I doubt he would have wanted to spend the last hours of his afterlife arguing with Itto if he suspected anything.

[preordain]

Wow.

What a terrible way to go.

week one, sunday.

[greatvalue]

[In the food court, Hunter watches Flapjack chug another baja blast while tiredly shoving a fried orb in his mouth. He'll glance at Ryo whenever he spots him, and quickly swallowing:]

One less week, huh?

[How has it only been two weeks. This is hell.]

[preordain]

Somehow, knowing how much time we have left doesn't help when this is what we have to look forward to.

[ it's always

so stupid ]

[greatvalue]

[he

closes his eyes]

Think we'll find three severed arms next week?

[their increasing number of limbs...]

[preordain]

Maybe next time it'll turn out that someone is actually hiding theirs?

[greatvalue]

I guess we'll know if anyone suddenly shows up wearing a big coat.

[preordain]

[



he always wears a big coat. ]

[greatvalue]

[he said what he said.]