randangonpa | Trash Squad Day 11

Trash Squad Day 11 - SECRETS

Are you ready for it?! It's the long awaited final event! This is your last chance to get close before your final dates and the final bonus event!

And, back by popular demand, it's the motive vi—wait, no, not that. Well, I guess you're motivated to build your relationships? That's better anyway.

...Anyway! Check your tablets! You will find you have a few interesting video files! They should be familiar to you! The catch is... if you don't share each one with a different person by nighttime today, they will all be shown to everyone here! We'll have a fun midnight viewing party!

This may seem a bit cruel, but... love is cruel sometimes. Take it as an opportunity to get a bit closer to the people you care about, or everyone will learn a bit more about you! It's win-win when you think about it that way!

[ On your tablets are a minimum of 3 video files! There is no maximum; it's however many you OOCly want to deal with. Each video contains some sort of secret your character has—'secret' loosely defined as anything they would be uncomfortable being thrown up on a big screen in the auditorium in front of everyone. The presentation can be as simple as lines of text with embarrassing facts (Alice wet the bed until she was in junior high!) or as involved as a dramatically edited montage of the murders they committed through their whole life. Your choice!

Each file should be shown to a different person to count as 'shared'. If there is anything they do not manage to, or choose not to, share with someone in particular, comment with a brief description of it over here. These will all be shared publicly in a post which goes up on Thursday before the date announcement post. ]

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Sounds like a nice place, if you like it so much.

I can picture you there, a beam of sunlight from the window shade reflecting off of your hair as you lounge in a booth drinking a cup of coffee in the late afternoon...

[he'd make finger frames, but. one of his hands is occupied]

Now that is a romantic image.

[laughs, soft and affectionate.]

I'd probably have to ditch the wolf pelt for visits like that. But it's definitely a romantic thought.

I think you should keep it. It suits you, after all.

[his thumb plays with the pelt that's within reach. softttttt]

You know, it's kinda funny. I always favored jackets with fur-lined hoods. Guess it makes sense, in hindsight, since I dreamed about her a lot.

[those jackets look very cozy]

Hmmm, I can picture that.

[i want sudoh's extremely comfy looking parka irl

and that's an achievable goal]

Yeah... I wish--

[wait

sits up]

Shit, I can show you what I looked like.

That is only in this place. [Another sip.]

...Is it not hypocritical that you say something like that? When this one only asked where the drink was, and you are telling a stranger how to behave?

[She stares at him, genuinely confused.]

Jud, but why would I be upset if you knew when everyone else already knows?

Well, there is another one I need to hide...But it is not my own secret.

But it has the start of my battle with Tachibana Gin and that was fun.

[And she holds out the tablet.

{It starts on a barren street. With Futayo standing opposite a woman in red, with large robotic arms and a look of pure disdain on her face. Futayo what did you do to up set her so much? Then she introduces herself, explains that her husband lost his rank for losing to Futayo.

Then Futayo remembers who she is and wrecks poor Muneshige's marriage.]

Because I was Musashi's temporary vice-chancellor and he was the 1st Special Duty agent of Tres Espana. I have since been prompted, and he and his wife have ran away to Musashi.

There are a few sad things in the same video, I do not understand why they are there as well.

[Probably cause those are the bits you want to keep secret.]

[She raises a hand.]

I pay tribute to a god of combat. It is much simpler.

...Does Rin-dono want to show me one of his?

...Is it because of the videos? I can show you my happy one if that will help? Or my sad one? That one has my master in...One of the others back home said that seeing other's misery makes them happy.

[Both of them are terrible. But Futayo's still peering up, oblivious.]

No..?

[Well she's useless here. So Futayo goes for a hug. It's more of a cross between a hug and nearly sitting on Yuri, but she is here for hugs. Also her tablet is in the front pocket of her hoodie, that's probably uncomfortable for someone.]

[Futayo only has one thing she desperately wants to hide. It's not her secret, even if she was involved...If it had been a motive like last time, then she would have taken it.

So the oblivious, blank look is gone for the moment. And she scowls as she sits next to him.]

I have something to show Ruler-dono. I am a shintoist, but I ask that priest–penitent is in affect for this conversation.

Sorry.

[ok a smile, a little wane again because he knows how Rin and Sonia both feel about his returning home]

[He does have feelings about that, but.]

...oi. no getting sad, or I'll have to distract you.

It would be nice... if that could happen....

[ Tatsuya holds onto Sudoh a little tighter. ]

...That helps more than you realize.

Not... in that case, no. [ She pauses, not really focusing on the latter part to instead continue. ]

He also told me about where you are from and how this is not your real body, that if he tried to follow you home it would be impossible to find you and... that you are losing your memories. I... apologise if that was overstepping his bounds to tell me, however, I think talking about it helped him a little too.

[Rin will go ahead and hold onto Yusuke tightly, then. ]

I'm sorry. That was so cruel, I can't believe someone would do that to you.

[What you doing friend? Each time Sayori gets up, Futayo's head perks and watches her move. Then droops when she backs off. Friend?

Eventually Futayo gives up, and moves a foot closer before sitting back down. Then again. She will get there by being stealthy*.

*She is not stealthy at all]

[ RIP... Sonia tries to breathe normally, her head ducking a little. ]

Recently I found out it was possible I had memories of the past few years erased... it appears to be true, that is all. I would appreciate something happy right now, if you do not mind?

Oh...That is bad, can you get them back? They stole my master's memories and emotions, so we are trying to get them... [But she trails of. And has a minor scuffle pulling the tablet out of her pocket. There's a few thumbnails, mostly greyed out now. But there's one of a young Futayo, bloody and bruised but grinning.

And she shoves it into Sonia's lap as it starts.

{It's a nice garden. With a pond, lanterns, there aren't many plants though, the ground looked too trod upon for them to grow. And stood in the middle of the garden was a middle-aged man holding a spear and scratching his head as he looked at the shattered fence.

'You over did it again.'

The man just let out a low whistle before telling the automaton to sit down, and she does. Then he's off to dig a much younger Futayo out of the rubble, still clutching her own spear in her tiny hands, and brings her back. He doesn't even have to ask, the woman's already reaching out to place the child's head on her lap. She doesn't question the man when he wanders to the pond with a bucket, or when he fills it with pond water, or even when he chucks the water on her and Futayo. She's only focused on the girl, spluttering and flailing a spear in her lap.

'You ready? We gotta lot more to do today. You've still got training with Kazuno later.'
'Judge!' And Futayo gets up on shaky legs, running over to the man. Who just let's out the most boisterous laugh, picks her up and tosses her in the air, then waits to catch her...And wai- Then there's a splash. His arms stay held out for a minute longer, before falling. Then the woman turns her focus on him.

'...You messed up again.'}]

See? It is me...

[She slumps a bit smiling at the little her. She wishes those days hadn't ended, that they could have kept that routine.]

You say that like a threat.

[endearing, really.

but he looks to the tablets]

... it won't count toward the task at hand... but I don't have any objections if you want to...

[i mean, he doesnt like it but]

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Trash Squad Day 11 - SECRETS

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Probably shouldn't listen to the link at work

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CW - Child abuse of the bumbling dad dropping his child variety

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