This ghost has a terrible curse. If you don't pass on the haunting by sending boo! to five other people, you'll be cursed to never taste the food from the vending machine ever again. 👻
[Whenever Gu Yun decides to swing by the simulation room, he will find that it's already in use. Specifically, it seems like someone has cooked up an exact replica of a two story suburban home — not that he will likely recognize it as such, unless he's been to modern America lately. There's a small foyer immediately when he walks in, and Sheila is nudging a pair of shoes out of the hallway that leads further into the house.
Or, at least, she is until she notices she has company.]
[ this name mixup does not bother him any - gu yun barks a surprised laugh when sheila calls him by it, though, and beams, holding a hand up in greeting. ]
Close enough! [ wonder who yu gun is. he probably has an interesting life. maybe his next alias. ] Gu Yun, but you can call me Zixi, if that's easier.
[ hello sheila! it's friday afternoon now, and gu yun's at the bar. there's a glass of wine in front of him, and he's holding his phone, tapping at the screen, seemingly lost in thought, brow furrowed.
there are also cherry blossoms falling gently from the ceiling onto his shoulders and onto the ground? whatever. it's fine. he looks up when he hears footsteps, though, and raises his head in brief greeting. hey. ]
and immediately stops, looking at the neon lights instead to avoid eye contact. Social distance, save her from memshare... (It will not save her from memshare.)]
Judging by the fact that you're already drinking, I guess today did not go well?
[ it's week 5! gu yun is here, standing near the sign of services available in the spa. like, really near it. like an inch from his nose near it. what's going on here. ]
[ casino time! gu yun's over by the ticket exchange counter, gathering up... sticky hands, it looks like? he's fancily dressed thanks to the effect of this room. he's also got his liuli glass back!! thanks harrow!
hearing someone else come by, he looks up! and then gives her a little nod of his head. his emotions go from recognition at being spotted to... something else along the lines of understanding. ]
Sheila. You look lovely. [ also emotion week does mean you can tell his compliments are very sincere. the marquis of order is a gentleman! ]
[Congrats on your eyesight, Gu Yun! Sheila herself is dressed in a glitzy gown, with only her left leg visible through the slit on her dress. Her right leg is completely buried in the material, but she avoids stepping on the hem when she saddles up to him.]
Aw, thank you! [Flattered, happy, amused. Positive emotions here, man. And then, genuinely:] You look pretty dashing, yourself. And—
[She gestures at the liuli glass.]
I see you got your monocle back! How'd you find it?
anyway. gu yun's coming out of the garden, and... rubbing at his chest, making a bit of a face? spotting sheila in the void, though, he gives her a little nod and a wave. ]
I think the garden may be our only spot, this time.
by which i mean, gu yun is at the beach on this fine monday afternoon. he's currently just wielding the signs of his indulgence in the form of a pair of pointy ears, but maybe of more interest, he's got a bucket in his hand?
it's full of fish, because he's tossing fish to lucy, who looks very pleased. hello hello. ]
[Sheila has an extra large smoothie with her, sipping it through a fun straw. Thank god Gluttony indulgence is easy enough to satisfy? For now, anyway.
She approaches him with a wave, taking a sip before she lowers her drink.]
weekend 0, saturday
You've been haunted. 👻
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If you don't pass on the haunting by sending boo! to five other people, you'll be cursed to never taste the food from the vending machine ever again. 👻
[ help me my curse ]
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tuesday, week zero.
Or, at least, she is until she notices she has company.]
Oh! Hi, uh... Yu Gun?
[A beat.]
... No, I mixed that up. Fuck.
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Close enough! [ wonder who yu gun is. he probably has an interesting life. maybe his next alias. ] Gu Yun, but you can call me Zixi, if that's easier.
What's this you've got here? Sorry to intrude.
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week 0 post dead!
there are also cherry blossoms falling gently from the ceiling onto his shoulders and onto the ground? whatever. it's fine. he looks up when he hears footsteps, though, and raises his head in brief greeting. hey. ]
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Hey... Not to interrupt your grieving, but why are you sitting in the dark?
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w1 post dead!
when someone comes in, he glances up. ] Oh, Sheila. [ hey girl, ] Are you alright?
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[Pleasantly enough. Or, as pleasant as one can be directly after murder.]
Why were you staring at your tea that way?
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wednesday, week two.
and immediately stops, looking at the neon lights instead to avoid eye contact. Social distance, save her from memshare... (It will not save her from memshare.)]
Judging by the fact that you're already drinking, I guess today did not go well?
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[ terrible. ] How'd it go for you?
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saturday, week three.
Oh. Hey?
[Sorry that your roomie is now a convicted murderer...]
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also covered in confetti, it's fine. a celebratory glass of wine was in order, though, so. he's making his way over there with a wave. ]
Success is quite messy, isn't it? [ in... so many ways. ]
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w4, tuesday
he's futzing around with his phone when he spots sheila, and gives her a little nod in greeting. ] Fancy a drink?
[ this is like his bonding ritual ok every thread is booze, ]
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Sure. What's on tap today?
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w5 tuesday!
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Are you trying to read the sign, or kiss it...?
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week 5!! post trial!!
... he's probably being like a little dramatic but that's okay. ]
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Sheila will stop as she comes across this scene. And then, slowly:]
Did you try milk yet?
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week 6 tuesday!
hearing someone else come by, he looks up! and then gives her a little nod of his head. his emotions go from recognition at being spotted to... something else along the lines of understanding. ]
Sheila. You look lovely. [ also emotion week does mean you can tell his compliments are very sincere. the marquis of order is a gentleman! ]
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Aw, thank you! [Flattered, happy, amused. Positive emotions here, man. And then, genuinely:] You look pretty dashing, yourself. And—
[She gestures at the liuli glass.]
I see you got your monocle back! How'd you find it?
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w6 post dead
we are all in mourning today
except we aren't,
anyway. gu yun's coming out of the garden, and... rubbing at his chest, making a bit of a face? spotting sheila in the void, though, he gives her a little nod and a wave. ]
I think the garden may be our only spot, this time.
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okay, no. no she is not. she's just vibing when she comes across him.]
You think so?
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week 7 monday!
by which i mean, gu yun is at the beach on this fine monday afternoon. he's currently just wielding the signs of his indulgence in the form of a pair of pointy ears, but maybe of more interest, he's got a bucket in his hand?
it's full of fish, because he's tossing fish to lucy, who looks very pleased. hello hello. ]
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She approaches him with a wave, taking a sip before she lowers her drink.]
Hanging out with Lucy?
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