8/28, afternoon | cw for HORRIFIC VIOLENT TORTURE in the comments

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[network | un: e.grenore]

Can anyone here erase or alter memories? Need an answer ASAP.

Don't bother me with tedious questions.

[like that isn't something suspicious to post to the network... but it's probably nothing.]

[meanwhile in the music room... | semi-open]

The music room is being commandeered today—for the past couple hours the door has been "locked", or at least blocked shut from the inside, with One Direction music blasting from what sounds like a boombox. Dito can also be spotted hanging around the door, spear in hand, like a bouncer to the world's shittiest nightclub.

Every now and then it almost sounds like someone might be screaming in there, beneath the melodious sounds of hit pop idols Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Louis Tomilson, Liam Payne and Zayn Malik... but surely that's just your imagination. Nothing strange is going on in the music room today. Don't worry about it. It's totally fine. No war crimes in here!

((content warnings: extreme violence/torture, gore, disembowelment, teeth horror, emeto, we're k-wording a teenage girl... like, nothing good is happening here. specific things may be warned in the subject lines but don't come in here expecting a good time.

anyone is welcome to notice the weird activity/approach the door, but we can't exactly have half the game individually trying to kick the door down SO. please hit one of us up by PM/discord if your character would try to investigate any further than that! we don't bite i promise our characters are just insane))

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["I wish I had a cool advanced robot friend" congratulations Sara you just jumped straight to the top of Add's "people worth talking to" list]

We call them Nasods in my world. Advanced machines that hold supreme knowledge, physical prowess and can even simulate human emotions and behaviour. Truly the peak of human achievement. I've been privileged enough to meet the Nasod Queen herself, the ultimate Nasod doll that can think and adapt to any situation... kukuku, no one else could be worthy of my attention. Not even 3rd generation Nasods can compare to such a flawlessly cut gem. Even raw and uncut she'd be more dazzling than any other.

[....... he might have a crush on the robot. shut up.]

[samuraiwomen]

Oh, so in both our worlds people call robots 'dolls', huh? Isn't that kind of mean?

[ She's pretty sure it was meant to be dehumanizing in her world, just like "Dummies" was...but perhaps for Add there was a different context. ]

Sooooo...would you say nice things about the Nasod queen? Maybe she'd say something nice back? Like, I like your adaptability! Lets go to a café and get specialty drinks!!

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Why would it be mean? She's a perfect doll, superior to anything that could be achieved through natural methods. Humans can't even hope to compare to someone like her. [... she does absolutely hate it when he calls her that, though.]

Kukuku... Of course I'd always tell her of her superiority. But I can't say she's ever said something nice back. Well, it doesn't matter. The fact that she'd overlook my undeniable genius only proves that she's the ultimate Nasod.

[samuraiwomen]

Oh well, maybe she'd want to be called the same thing as everyone else? I don't think anyone likes hearing they're different. It might get hard.

[ Finally, a chance to give someone totally unwarranted relationship advice over the internet! ]

Maybe she hears that she's perfect all the time... or she's shy! If you don't want to get overlooked, I think you should shake it up a little.

Have you called her cute...?

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[c...cute..........

is Eve cute??? she's not... not cute, but... just imagining anyone saying that to her...

... no, if it was someone like Aisha or Rena she wouldn't mind. but Add... no, definitely not, there's no way he'd even survive that encounter.]

She'd skewer me from twelve different angles and leave my body to rot.





Not that I'd call her [c.......] that. My interest is purely scientific.

[samuraiwomen]

Ah...is she kind of-

What it called?

Tsundere?

[ Purely scientific, well thats clearly a lie, so shes ignoring it! ]

Girls like that enjoy being called cute the most! You should fight on!

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Tsundere? [help]

Pass. That's... not an exaggeration. Not that it would be enough to kill me. [but it's a high price to pay for calling her... c-cute.]

It doesn't matter anyway. We're no longer on speaking terms, so there would be no opportunity for me to speak with her.

[samuraiwomen]

Tsundere is someone who acts really tough on the outside but is soft on the inside. They usually like to beat up the people they like in shojo manga!

Hm...Could Grenore-san be a bit tsundere...?

[ She's really invested in Add's imaginary love life now. ]

Did something happen?

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Don't call me that. [uh] Either of those things. My name is Add, nothing else.

What do you care? Mind your own business.

[samuraiwomen]

Add-san, there's nothing wrong with being a tsundere! It's really popular in the manga I read!

Well I'm kind of invested now...I helped set up my best friend with a classmate back home, so...if you want advice, please come to me!

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I'm not a tsundere or whatever. Stop making weird assumptions.

Pass. I wasn't asking for advice in the first place... and you're misunderstanding the situation. Ceasing contact was my decision.

[samuraiwomen]

Are they that weird..? I'm just making conversation.

Because she wanted to kill you?

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You're imposing your own weird ideas onto me. You don't know what I'm like. [............ well i mean. it's not like she's never seen him around so that's kind of a huge lie, it really aint that hard to figure out add is tsundere as fuck. please he just wants to live in denial]

Not exactly. [as if the threat of being murdered would actually be enough to deter him, but...] It's more like... our goals no longer aligned. She would've gotten in my way, and I didn't want to fight her. So I left.

[samuraiwomen]

I know a bit! You're Add-san, the cute little kid from 2-A, who always gets into fights. And well...I'd like to know you better!

[He's shouted a lot during family meetings, so Sara truely is 100% convinced of his tsun levels.

And yeah he looks like eight years old so Sara thinks that was endearing. ]

Ah thats more complicated...but I guess I hear thats part of growing up. People change...what a shame. Eve-san sounds like a good girl.

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Ugh. How many times do I have to correct you people? I'm not a little kid. [when u wanna LARP as ur childsona but dont want ppl to call you a kid, the worst]

Of course she does. She's the Nasod Queen. Anything less than perfection would be unacceptable for someone like her.

[samuraiwomen]

Oh, you're that type. Don't worry, I know everyone can be relied on!

[ Gin was pretty touchy about being called a kid, but that doesn't mean he didn't like hugs and being praised. You had to rope him in...like a little cat.]

I won't treat you like a kid, but that doesn't mean you aren't a bit cute. The cat ears on the hoodie were a nice touch!

Mhm. Well someone perfect isn't the type you should let go of...It's decided then, if Eve-san ever appears here, then lets all be friends!

If you have someone precious, please don't treat them lightly, okay? Don't let something good go, if you still have a chance! I'm sure you two can work it out.

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[there are a lot of words here and some of them he doesn't even wanna think about rn so he's just gonna]

You talk too much.

[........and then ignore her HE'S BUSY OKAY, HE'S GOT A TORTURE VICTIM TO DEAL WITH? stop trying to make him think about his life choices.]