[She's walking around Outer Park because sometimes she just needs to move around. It's considerably slower paced than usual.
handwaved discord dms while DW was down: Kazuki asked Kyoko who she saw on the mission, and how Kyoko bled. Kyoko answered she saw Wolfwood in her apartment and that she walked off the roof.
It's hard for both of them to tell what's real or not. It feels real but it wasn't there, and so it might not be here. The after effect feels like a nightmare to them both.
Kyoko admits to holding Wolfwood's hand for a few hours yesterday, and asks who Kazuki saw.]
[She remembers it so vividly. Another life, where he was somebody so much closer to her. Wolfwood on the balcony, trying to push her away. He was there trying to stop her from making a choice.
She hated it then and she hates the idea of it now. It should've been talked over, discussed. Isn't that what it means to be a partner? She would bear the weight of it.
Kyoko doesn't want to see him die.]
I took the gun and shot myself. I think I heard him yell.
[ just keeping the warning here bc it still applies touches ground ]
...Oh. [ so it wasn't just him. that... doesn't make it feel any better. ] Alex tried something, too. I tried to stop her, but I... She still died. Every time I close my eyes, I see her like that, but she's still right there.
It was awful. [It felt awful, the dread of watching him with the gun. Even though objectively she knows that wasn't really him.]
We're dead, but we're not really dead. We're alive, but we're not really alive. So what are we? [It sounds like a riddle, but if that's what it is, she simply doesn't have the answer.]
Me, too. Or that we'll have to do something like it all over again - like how everything reset. [ ... ] It was almost perfect. But I don't want that life.
This is the Atbash cypher. Also known as the backwards alphabet.
[ She'll just translate as she reads.
Even when she has a hard time telling what's real, she does know how to work. ]
"Normally when Players are erased, they are, for all intents and purposes, gone. Kept around on some frequency, maybe, but less tangible or aware than even folktale ghosts.
Which, of course, means that having them conscious elsewhere is very much not normal Game protocol. Not exactly against the rules, but those running the Game wouldn't be pleased to find out. So, it's important to hide this from them, and to err on the side of caution when discussing anything that seems out of place."
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W4: Friday
handwaved discord dms while DW was down: Kazuki asked Kyoko who she saw on the mission, and how Kyoko bled. Kyoko answered she saw Wolfwood in her apartment and that she walked off the roof.
It's hard for both of them to tell what's real or not. It feels real but it wasn't there, and so it might not be here. The after effect feels like a nightmare to them both.
Kyoko admits to holding Wolfwood's hand for a few hours yesterday, and asks who Kazuki saw.]
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...Did something happen to him, too? Wolfwood-san.
cw: suicide
[She remembers it so vividly. Another life, where he was somebody so much closer to her. Wolfwood on the balcony, trying to push her away. He was there trying to stop her from making a choice.
She hated it then and she hates the idea of it now. It should've been talked over, discussed. Isn't that what it means to be a partner? She would bear the weight of it.
Kyoko doesn't want to see him die.]
I took the gun and shot myself. I think I heard him yell.
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...Oh. [ so it wasn't just him. that... doesn't make it feel any better. ] Alex tried something, too. I tried to stop her, but I... She still died. Every time I close my eyes, I see her like that, but she's still right there.
It's... really confusing.
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We're dead, but we're not really dead. We're alive, but we're not really alive. So what are we? [It sounds like a riddle, but if that's what it is, she simply doesn't have the answer.]
I can't figure out how to feel.
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Everything here feels real. Everyone feels real. But they did there, too, didn't they?
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Or it felt real.
At the time.] It only makes it harder to tell what is and isn't.
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...I feel a little bad, for not believing them. But it's hard to. It still feels like... like we could be deleted again, at any moment.
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Me, too. Or that we'll have to do something like it all over again - like how everything reset. [ ... ] It was almost perfect. But I don't want that life.
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[ The fall, the gun, the bullet wound. ]
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That does feel real. ]
Did you receive anything strange today? A message or something like that?
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[ at least there's that. while everything else is confusing and miserable, they might have that one bit of solace. ]
Just a text. No sender, so I thought it's just the mission thing. There's always one.
But it's encoded.
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Let me see it.
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[ he'll unlock the phone, open the text, and hand it over. it reads:
Mlinzoob dsvm Kozbvih ziv vizhvw, gsvb ziv, uli zoo rmgvmgh zmw kfiklhvh, tlmv. Pvkg zilfmw lm hlnv uivjfvmxb, nzbyv, yfg ovhh gzmtryov li zdziv gszm vevm ulopgzov tslhgh.
Dsrxs, lu xlfihv, nvzmh gszg szermt gsvn xlmhxrlfh vohvdsviv rh evib nfxs mlg mlinzo Tznv kilglxlo. Mlg vczxgob ztzrmhg gsv ifovh, yfg gslhv ifmmrmt gsv Tznv dlfowm'g yv kovzhvw gl urmw lfg. Hl, rg'h rnkligzmg gl srwv gsrh uiln gsvn, zmw gl vii lm gsv hrwv lu xzfgrlm dsvm wrhxfhhrmt zmbgsrmt gszg hvvnh lfg lu kozxv. ]
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[ She'll just translate as she reads.
Even when she has a hard time telling what's real, she does know how to work. ]
"Normally when Players are erased, they are, for all intents and purposes, gone. Kept around on some frequency, maybe, but less tangible or aware than even folktale ghosts.
Which, of course, means that having them conscious elsewhere is very much not normal Game protocol. Not exactly against the rules, but those running the Game wouldn't be pleased to find out. So, it's important to hide this from them, and to err on the side of caution when discussing anything that seems out of place."
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[ not sure if this is good or bad for confirming what's real or not. it still feels off. ]
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[Security, hacking, all of that. It'd be bad if she couldn't read a cipher this simple.]
It seems that way, doesn't it?
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[ though he has to wonder if it's worth trying. ]
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[Wolfwood. The real one. The one that was elsewhere and not with them.]
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