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greatvalue) wrote2023-02-05 07:22 pm
greatvalue) wrote2023-02-05 07:22 pm
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catch-all: tuuri.
one day our shitpost will come
It's pretty good. I would probably be able to shoot a gun like this. Problem is, I haven't seen a gun around here. Besides Ryo's fish.
[Help her, she's snickering at her own joke.]
[Help her, she's snickering at her own joke.]
... It'd be nice if we could just talk any future murderers out of it. [He sighs.] But not everyone can be convinced to change their mind. Sometimes people are too stubborn, or too convinced they're doing the right thing.
[He nods and gives it a try!
But he also rolled a 16, so he ain't getting shit.]
This contraption is obviously rigged.
But he also rolled a 16, so he ain't getting shit.]
This contraption is obviously rigged.
[Oh. He notices that and looks at her in concern.]
Hang on. Are you okay, Tuuri?
Hang on. Are you okay, Tuuri?
[It's not gonna be Hunter (for now), because he's too busy laying on the floor after landing right on his ass, oddly winded.]
Titan, are we really the unfavorites?
Titan, are we really the unfavorites?
We truly are.
[But hey, might as well get this over with! And look, she gets to go first!]
---
[The video opens up on a sight kind of like the bottom panel here. several small rooms in a row, with all glass walls, with men and women in full-body plastic suits walking the halls around them. Three of the little rooms in a row are taken up by three children: a teenage boy, a young girl, and a young boy. All three look enough alike that it's obvious they're related. Siblings, cousins, or a mix of the two. And each one of them is in their own room, isolated from everyone else.
The girl in the middle is laying on her cot and kicking her feet.]
"Ughhhh, this is so boring! Hasn't it been two weeks yet?"
[She sits up and looks to one side, where the older boy is.]
"Onni, when do we get out?"
[The boy answers, but his voice sounds nearly as tired as he looks.]
"Eight more days."
[The girl makes a frustrated noise and flops back down on her bed. There really is a lack of things to do here, they didn't even give her any books to read! This is an absolute tragedy.
Soon one of the people in plastic suits walks by, pushing a large machine with several nozzles sticking out of it. The girl rolls over onto her stomach to watch it roll past her wall, around a corner, and down another hall. Then she looks to the other, younger boy, who is wide-eyed and awake and is sitting on top of his narrow desk.]
"What do you think that's for?"
[The younger boy answers her right away:]
"Cleaning."
"Yeah, but for cleaning up what?"
[The young boy opens up his mouth and starts to say 'bodies', but he's interrupted mid-word by the older boy, whose words attract the attention of both kids.]
"It's a boat, there's plenty to clean here. Now go to bed."
[The girl makes a pouting face.]
"But I'm not tiiiiired!"
[The older boy's voice sounds a little raw when he speaks again.]
"Go to bed, Tuuri."
[The video becomes a blur as time skips forward several days. After two weeks of being in quarantine, the three children are finally let out of the glass rooms. The three are led to the gangplank, which lets them out at the docks at a decently-sized town. The oldest boy looks like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, but the two younger ones are staring wide-eyed at everything here like it's the first time they've seen anything like this. The girl in particular is humming happily as she practically skips down the gangplank, setting foot on the docks before the two boys.]
"Look at all of this! I bet Dad and Uncle Jukka will think it's cool! And mom too, she'll love to have some fresh bread after all the yucky food we had in quarantine. Bread should help with seasickness, right? All the old ladies might need some too before they-"
"Tuuri!"
[The voice is sharp, and it's enough to make the girl stop and look back to the older boy. His hands are balled up in fists, and he's biting his lip. He's clearly trying to force himself to be strong, but it's a struggle. The younger boy seems to have put the pieces together quicker too, and he's now looking around anxiously as he grabs for the older boy's sleeve.
The older boy speaks up again:]
"Come on. We have to go."
"But..."
[The girl's sentence trails off, as she finally takes in what the boys realized first.
The Rash had swept through the town unexpectedly, going undetected for days while it slowly spread through everyone in the town. Over 75 people got onto that quarantine ship. Men, women, and children, all residents of the same town. Tuuri's family, friends, and acquaintances.
The ones to leave that same ship were the one immune child from that island and his two cousins, who he had managed to warn away from everyone else before they had a chance to be exposed to the deadly virus that had swept through town.
Onni, Lalli, and Tuuri.
ONLY them.
No.
One.
Else.]
[But hey, might as well get this over with! And look, she gets to go first!]
---
[The video opens up on a sight kind of like the bottom panel here. several small rooms in a row, with all glass walls, with men and women in full-body plastic suits walking the halls around them. Three of the little rooms in a row are taken up by three children: a teenage boy, a young girl, and a young boy. All three look enough alike that it's obvious they're related. Siblings, cousins, or a mix of the two. And each one of them is in their own room, isolated from everyone else.
The girl in the middle is laying on her cot and kicking her feet.]
"Ughhhh, this is so boring! Hasn't it been two weeks yet?"
[She sits up and looks to one side, where the older boy is.]
"Onni, when do we get out?"
[The boy answers, but his voice sounds nearly as tired as he looks.]
"Eight more days."
[The girl makes a frustrated noise and flops back down on her bed. There really is a lack of things to do here, they didn't even give her any books to read! This is an absolute tragedy.
Soon one of the people in plastic suits walks by, pushing a large machine with several nozzles sticking out of it. The girl rolls over onto her stomach to watch it roll past her wall, around a corner, and down another hall. Then she looks to the other, younger boy, who is wide-eyed and awake and is sitting on top of his narrow desk.]
"What do you think that's for?"
[The younger boy answers her right away:]
"Cleaning."
"Yeah, but for cleaning up what?"
[The young boy opens up his mouth and starts to say 'bodies', but he's interrupted mid-word by the older boy, whose words attract the attention of both kids.]
"It's a boat, there's plenty to clean here. Now go to bed."
[The girl makes a pouting face.]
"But I'm not tiiiiired!"
[The older boy's voice sounds a little raw when he speaks again.]
"Go to bed, Tuuri."
[The video becomes a blur as time skips forward several days. After two weeks of being in quarantine, the three children are finally let out of the glass rooms. The three are led to the gangplank, which lets them out at the docks at a decently-sized town. The oldest boy looks like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, but the two younger ones are staring wide-eyed at everything here like it's the first time they've seen anything like this. The girl in particular is humming happily as she practically skips down the gangplank, setting foot on the docks before the two boys.]
"Look at all of this! I bet Dad and Uncle Jukka will think it's cool! And mom too, she'll love to have some fresh bread after all the yucky food we had in quarantine. Bread should help with seasickness, right? All the old ladies might need some too before they-"
"Tuuri!"
[The voice is sharp, and it's enough to make the girl stop and look back to the older boy. His hands are balled up in fists, and he's biting his lip. He's clearly trying to force himself to be strong, but it's a struggle. The younger boy seems to have put the pieces together quicker too, and he's now looking around anxiously as he grabs for the older boy's sleeve.
The older boy speaks up again:]
"Come on. We have to go."
"But..."
[The girl's sentence trails off, as she finally takes in what the boys realized first.
The Rash had swept through the town unexpectedly, going undetected for days while it slowly spread through everyone in the town. Over 75 people got onto that quarantine ship. Men, women, and children, all residents of the same town. Tuuri's family, friends, and acquaintances.
The ones to leave that same ship were the one immune child from that island and his two cousins, who he had managed to warn away from everyone else before they had a chance to be exposed to the deadly virus that had swept through town.
Onni, Lalli, and Tuuri.
ONLY them.
No.
One.
Else.]
...yeah.
[She sighs.]
I guess the best option really is to keep ourselves safe.
[She sighs.]
I guess the best option really is to keep ourselves safe.
There has to be a way to win.
[She puts another dollar in, and I rolled a 19, so the machine lights up and says winner!
And it spits out two dollars.]
[She puts another dollar in, and I rolled a 19, so the machine lights up and says winner!
And it spits out two dollars.]
I'm fine, I just...if I think about that person too much, my head starts to hurt.
[He snorts. Sweet machine gun, gone from this world too soon.]
Doesn't have to be a gun. How about something you can throw?
Doesn't have to be a gun. How about something you can throw?
[... Oh.
So. That is a lot to digest.
Hunter opens his mouth. Closes it. Opens it again. Wrings his hands when he realizes he can't think of a single thing to say besides—]
Tuuri, I'm so sorry.
So. That is a lot to digest.
Hunter opens his mouth. Closes it. Opens it again. Wrings his hands when he realizes he can't think of a single thing to say besides—]
Tuuri, I'm so sorry.
... Yeah, probably. We should make sure we're prepared for anything before we get locked in next week.
[not if, when.]
[not if, when.]
[Ah.]
... Take it easy, okay? I heard from Scaramouche that Lavi started bleeding everywhere when he tried to remember stuff.
... Take it easy, okay? I heard from Scaramouche that Lavi started bleeding everywhere when he tried to remember stuff.
Oh. Not so rigged. [Squints.] But that's only two snails...
It's fine!
[Tuuri might be a bit quick to say that. But she's trying to smile nonetheless, if only to reassure Hunter.]
That was all a long time ago. All three of us managed to grow up just fine.
[That's debatable honestly. Onni became a parental figure far too young, Tuuri started hiding her feelings behind smiles, and Lalli developed PTSD.]
[Tuuri might be a bit quick to say that. But she's trying to smile nonetheless, if only to reassure Hunter.]
That was all a long time ago. All three of us managed to grow up just fine.
[That's debatable honestly. Onni became a parental figure far too young, Tuuri started hiding her feelings behind smiles, and Lalli developed PTSD.]
Just because you grew up fine, it doesn't mean that wasn't an awful thing that happened to you.
[Girl, your family. That's not reassuring at all, especially with how quickly she answered.]
[Girl, your family. That's not reassuring at all, especially with how quickly she answered.]
[Look. Sometimes you lie to make others feel better.]
...I suppose not, no. But it did happen a long time ago. I used to be upset about it, but I've come to accept it by now.
If anything, what bothers me is that I ended up here of all places. Not that I was trying to die or anything, but I was hoping to see my family again when I did eventually die.
...I suppose not, no. But it did happen a long time ago. I used to be upset about it, but I've come to accept it by now.
If anything, what bothers me is that I ended up here of all places. Not that I was trying to die or anything, but I was hoping to see my family again when I did eventually die.
... They must've ended up somewhere else. Somewhere better. [Haha, or at least he hopes so! He will not say that.] But I guess that doesn't help with the disappointment. For what it's worth, I hope you get the chance to see them again. Well, hopefully way in the future after we get out of here.
Where I'm from, the dead go to a place called Tuonela. It's quiet and peaceful, and people just sleep eternally there. That's where they were supposed to have gone, and that's where I thought I was going to end up too.
...I still hope I get there eventually.
['Way in the future' is a nice thought though.]
...I still hope I get there eventually.
['Way in the future' is a nice thought though.]
I hope so, too. It sounds nice.
[A quiet and peaceful afterlife... Damn, wish that was them.
They're not free of the memory hole just yet, though. The screen flickers to life again.]
[A quiet and peaceful afterlife... Damn, wish that was them.
They're not free of the memory hole just yet, though. The screen flickers to life again.]
[They curfewed in the same place, so actually Hunter will see her when they all wake up. She looks like she might cry from relief.]
So I'm not cursed...
So I'm not cursed...
[TUURI, YOUR CURFEWS... There is still time for one of them to be a killer, though. He frowns, pocketing his phone after checking Bicker.]
What do you mean?
What do you mean?
Oh, it's just...
[She's been doing ok during insecurity week but it can hit now.]
I kept sleeping in the same place as people who ended up dying.
[She's been doing ok during insecurity week but it can hit now.]
I kept sleeping in the same place as people who ended up dying.
... Oh. [He grimaces.] Sorry, Tuuri. Are you okay?
I'll be okay. It's not me that's getting people killed. So I'll be alright.
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