Immediately after the Jaunt

[amadine]

[Waking in a coffin, even one made of so flimsy a material as those dotting Liminal Space, had been disturbing enough. But the eyes. By all the gods and their assorted demons, the fucking eyes.

Those eyes raise a very important question.]

Did we somehow manage to fail that Jaunt in spite of our delightful hosts having a golden fucking opportunity to suck that world dry of everything they might have wanted, or has one of them simply decided to take cues on decor from horrors best left unconsidered?

[No, really, why is Liminal Space a fucking nightmare of eyeballs, and whose fault is it?]

HELP!

[cameracoded]

No! NO!
I’m not…
This isn’t real, th-this isn’t real!
I CAN’T BREATHE!!
I-I don’t even think I have lungs!
This isn’t… w-what’s going on…?


-=someone just woke up as a robot and is not having a good time=-

Yosuke has complaints to make

[notadisappointment]

I feel so offended by my overlay. I was Wulfenite in the Space Mall and there he got Chie arrested and Jules almost too, but now he was a dreamer too and wow can that guy get shittier? That freaking bastard.

I even kept his Hecatite form. How can I be a rock without being reminded of him and his crappy antics?


More importantly, I can't get a hold of Souji. Has anyone seen him after the Jaunt? Is he... out of the ambit? I can't sense people yet, so...

A couple of hours after Ouroboros Retrograde when everyone has had their time to freak out

[naturaltwohands]

I need to know the identity of a possible Infiltrator. Her name was Gorgonba, but others called her Gran. She was a Gorgon, but had adopted... the elf boy that I was.

[There's a feeling not unlike holding one's breathe, of hope and trepidation. He obviously already has an idea of whom it may have been. There is only one other person he knew whose name had ended in a 'ba'....]