Well, you'd have to find the original ghost to do that. This ghost is but a humble servant. 😇 Now then. If you're cursed, then you'll never be able to taste the food in the vending machine ever again.
You can pass its message and its curse on to others to save yourself from the haunting, though. 👻
[ hullo, douman! on this fine monday, if you're doing some exploring, you'll find gu yun in the opium den. he's not partaking, necessarily - rather, monocle on, he's looking at the artwork of the pines and tigers.
hearing footsteps, he glances back, and then gives douman a little sup nod. hey. ] Such interesting places have opened up this week, don't you think?
[ he steps back from the artwork, folding his hands behind his back. it really is odd - if he takes two steps further into the room, it'll be like being in jiangbei again. ] You've never seen it before?
In Lou Lan, they use those [ gesturing at the hookah ] to smoke it. It's a highly potent drug. [ ... ] The picture of indulgence, I suppose.
Opium...hm. Several drugs are said to entrap one's senses and take them into a world of pleasure, so...yes. You're right. I suppose that is a form of indulgence.
[Douman has only heard of it, but trying it? Not something they've ever had the chance to do, as far as they recall.]
[ there's a beat, and he laughs, waving a hand. ] I can't say it's my indulgence of choice! If I'm going to lose my senses, I'd like to do it with liquor, personally.
It just reminds me a bit of home, is all. The architecture looks like it could've come straight from Great Liang.
[Here comes Douman, who...looks like they didn't expect anyone here, but walks over anyways. They look a little tired, but after all that nonsense, its hard not to be.]
[Its a clown who, upon seeing someone else around, frowns deeply and instantly walks very fast to try to pass them without making eye contact. Sorry. Not staying! In fact, they definitely seem to be in a hurry.]
[ see. here's the thing. gu yun is not interested in sharing his own memories, either. so it's probably fine, right? he spots douman, immediately also frowns, and turns his head away! should probably be fine.
too bad memshares really don't give a shit about if you make eye contact or not, because the hallway space is just small enough that they're in proximity to each other. ]
[Truly, memshares are wild things that don't follow any rules, and as they pass-]
[They get launched into a memory.]
[A group of people, gods, and other beings are standing in a grand, futuristic hallway.
And there stands, at the end of it, a mighty figure, who looks down on everyone else and speaks, with a booming voice.
"Mythological restoration--- Not only for my Olympus, it must expand to the entire world, and the power of the Lostbelt must increase. ...All of the land which has become as blank. If humans cannot save it, then the gods will. On behalf of all the gods who have left this planet in panhuman history, I will rely on my omnipotence to save this world. This planet which we derive from, and the intelligence of mankind. It is too early to lose it all."
A profound, heavy statement. And yet, a laugh comes from below. Ashiya Douman, grinning with sharp teeth, laughs in excitement.
"The place where the "Alien God" descends must be here. Yes, yes, there's no doubt. Let's all work together to make sure the "Alien God" can descend."
One of the other gods, Aphrodite, stares him down with vivid annoyance.
"...The "Alien God", huh? Always going on about the "Alien God"! Why can we not hear praise of our great lord Zeus? Is it not Zeus who will save this planet? There is no place for the "Alien God" here. Spare us the praise of your foreign god."
"There, there. When you become upset, your beauty is clouded, Aphrodite... Do not pay any heed to the rantings of that monk. After all, they were the reason India fell, and they could easily turn Olympus into ruin."
But at that, Douman laughs again, which sends Aphrodite over the edge - she moves, instantly, to strike him down. The others move to stop her, calming her down by murmuring that they were ordered cooperation and symbiosis for the time being. Another priest moves in to tell Douman to back off. A joke is only funny for so long, after all.
Douman grins, eyes wide, mischievous.
"Oh, my apologies, my deepest apologies. To show my sincerity-!"
And suddenly, Douman cuts off their own head, blood spurting everywhere. Several of the rest gasp in horror, but as they watch, Douman merely replaces it, letting it heal, and bows.
What a show.]
[Douman winces like they've been slapped. Not that that was a bad memory for them, necessarily, but being launched into one like this...they'll never get used to it.]
[ there's. a lot of weird shit going on in here. there are lots of names he doesn't know, lots of gods, apparently? and douman being some sort of different believer. there are a lot of odd things but more importantly - ]
How did you do that.
[ he sounds like. more fascinated than anything else. bothered by the decapitation? nah. bothered by the blood? the weird lore? nah. ]
[Here the clown is...in the airport terminal? Well, the scenes outside are lovely, and what they seem to be doing is just lightly brushing their hair in front of a window where sakura blossom petals are falling gently to the ground.]
[When they notice Gu Yun, they lift their head, but like a demure maiden, they just smile and turn back to the scene.]
that demure little maiden smile ends up catching gu yun's attention more than anything, because he saw this nonbinary creature lose their metaphorical shit over eating a piece of toblerone that may or may not have been a human being (?) so. he comes over, leaning on one of the sets of chairs in the hallway to watch. ]
How picturesque. [ fufu. ] It can be a pain to take care of sometimes, can't it?
[ he ends up grinning back, reaching for the ends of his own long, long hair and fiddling with them. ]
Well, I'd be a hypocrite if I said anything about it. Appreciating beauty in a beautiful situation is always a good thing. [ fufu. this is the exact kind of aesthetic bullshit he's into actually. ]
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weekend 0, saturday
You've been haunted. 👻
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are you the spirit who has graced my presence through this phone, then?
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Terrible, isn't it?
There's a way to exorcise this ghost, though. A very easy way, in fact.
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This ghost is but a humble servant. 😇
Now then. If you're cursed, then you'll never be able to taste the food in the vending machine ever again.
You can pass its message and its curse on to others to save yourself from the haunting, though. 👻
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week 1, monday!
hearing footsteps, he glances back, and then gives douman a little sup nod. hey. ] Such interesting places have opened up this week, don't you think?
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Indeed. One wonders as to their use, but...a few are rather lovely! Like the tea room, and this one...what are those things, though?
[They're pointing to the hookahs.]
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[ he steps back from the artwork, folding his hands behind his back. it really is odd - if he takes two steps further into the room, it'll be like being in jiangbei again. ] You've never seen it before?
In Lou Lan, they use those [ gesturing at the hookah ] to smoke it. It's a highly potent drug. [ ... ] The picture of indulgence, I suppose.
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[Douman has only heard of it, but trying it? Not something they've ever had the chance to do, as far as they recall.]
I can't say I have. Have you ever tried it?
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[ there's a beat, and he laughs, waving a hand. ] I can't say it's my indulgence of choice! If I'm going to lose my senses, I'd like to do it with liquor, personally.
It just reminds me a bit of home, is all. The architecture looks like it could've come straight from Great Liang.
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w1, post trial
spotting douman, he'll wave them over, actually, and tap the seat next to him. join him? ]
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...Well, that was a bunch of bullshit.
[Looks like swearing is still in play.]
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[ he's reaching over the bar, fetching for a bottle of whatever he can reach and plunking it on the bar for them both. ]
Can we talk about something barely relevant to the trial itself, that's perhaps more pleasant?
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[Anything to distract from TOBLERONE CRIMES. They're reaching for a glass for the drink.]
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So, Envy, hm?
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THIS ICON WKRLKF;LAKGS
douman: mmmMMMMM?
SHRIEKS
W2 MEMSHARE
[Its a clown who, upon seeing someone else around, frowns deeply and instantly walks very fast to try to pass them without making eye contact. Sorry. Not staying! In fact, they definitely seem to be in a hurry.]
[Try to catch this clown if you can...?]
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too bad memshares really don't give a shit about if you make eye contact or not, because the hallway space is just small enough that they're in proximity to each other. ]
cw: decapitation
[They get launched into a memory.]
[A group of people, gods, and other beings are standing in a grand, futuristic hallway.
And there stands, at the end of it, a mighty figure, who looks down on everyone else and speaks, with a booming voice.
"Mythological restoration---
Not only for my Olympus, it must expand to the entire world, and the power of the Lostbelt must increase.
...All of the land which has become as blank. If humans cannot save it, then the gods will. On behalf of all the gods who have left this planet in panhuman history, I will rely on my omnipotence to save this world. This planet which we derive from, and the intelligence of mankind. It is too early to lose it all."
A profound, heavy statement. And yet, a laugh comes from below. Ashiya Douman, grinning with sharp teeth, laughs in excitement.
"The place where the "Alien God" descends must be here. Yes, yes, there's no doubt. Let's all work together to make sure the "Alien God" can descend."
One of the other gods, Aphrodite, stares him down with vivid annoyance.
"...The "Alien God", huh? Always going on about the "Alien God"! Why can we not hear praise of our great lord Zeus? Is it not Zeus who will save this planet? There is no place for the "Alien God" here. Spare us the praise of your foreign god."
The other goddess attending speaks up.
"There, there. When you become upset, your beauty is clouded, Aphrodite... Do not pay any heed to the rantings of that monk. After all, they were the reason India fell, and they could easily turn Olympus into ruin."
But at that, Douman laughs again, which sends Aphrodite over the edge - she moves, instantly, to strike him down. The others move to stop her, calming her down by murmuring that they were ordered cooperation and symbiosis for the time being. Another priest moves in to tell Douman to back off. A joke is only funny for so long, after all.
Douman grins, eyes wide, mischievous.
"Oh, my apologies, my deepest apologies. To show my sincerity-!"
And suddenly, Douman cuts off their own head, blood spurting everywhere. Several of the rest gasp in horror, but as they watch, Douman merely replaces it, letting it heal, and bows.
What a show.]
[Douman winces like they've been slapped. Not that that was a bad memory for them, necessarily, but being launched into one like this...they'll never get used to it.]
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How did you do that.
[ he sounds like. more fascinated than anything else. bothered by the decapitation? nah. bothered by the blood? the weird lore? nah. ]
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[They...look at Gu Yun, confused.]
Do what, exactly? Decapitate myself?
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W3 WEDNESDAY
[When they notice Gu Yun, they lift their head, but like a demure maiden, they just smile and turn back to the scene.]
Ah, don't mind me, please...
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that demure little maiden smile ends up catching gu yun's attention more than anything, because he saw this nonbinary creature lose their metaphorical shit over eating a piece of toblerone that may or may not have been a human being (?) so. he comes over, leaning on one of the sets of chairs in the hallway to watch. ]
How picturesque. [ fufu. ] It can be a pain to take care of sometimes, can't it?
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[They glance over at Gu Yun, a pleasant expression on their face.]
Well, yes, of course. But I think its worth it.
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Well, I'd be a hypocrite if I said anything about it. Appreciating beauty in a beautiful situation is always a good thing. [ fufu. this is the exact kind of aesthetic bullshit he's into actually. ]
Do you do anything fancy with yours, Douman?
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[They lower the brush to their own lap.]
I put it up sometimes...but nothing quite fancy, no. It's hard, especially since I have two types of hair...
[Wavy and curly...]
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