The Fourth Arcanum
Souji was asleep before midnight. With all the strenuous activity he normally undergoes he doesn't skip on the opportunity for quality shut eye. If he had been awake post-midnight he might have caught a few phone calls about this letter people keep talking about, or he might have seen people up in arms running around outside.
He woke up extra early this morning. He felt like making his own lunch and bringing it to school. He makes so much he can never finish the entire lunch, which usually he asks for the assistance of a good friend/lover to help finish the task. He picks up the phone, wondering who he should call, when the lines were a buzz with chatter this morning. Nothing unusual, except he keeps hearing about "this letter," a "game," people afraid, meditating murder or meditating being murdered. It doesn't take long for him to figure out that this letter isn't the introduction letter, and judging by some of the voices on the phone everyone's invited, man, woman, child, robot or what have you.
[ I. Phone » Filtered from drones ]
Early Morning
I haven't seen this new letter everyone keeps talking about, but it sounds like if you have, you're in danger. Or plotting it. This is one an event the introduction letter warns us about. It's a game. Please see through this. Whatever the letter promises, you're not getting it.
[ Yet he's clueless about how the letter mentions your worst fear and biggest desire and puts them on the line. ]
...
Don't go to work or school today. You will not get droned if you miss a day and you'll have the weekend to seek safety.
If you need help, let me know. I'll do my best to keep you safe.
...
[ Almost a growl: ] Don't ask me to help you kill someone.
[ II. Action » 1251 Williams Road » Housemates, Anyone nearby ]
Early Morning
[ Following example of Shana, Souji has something long and thin wrapped up in a big yellow towel. Except the hilt of a sword is sprouting out from the top. It's tied with soft rope at the tip and base of the blade covered in the thick towel and it's slung over his shoulder. Not a bad job for a makeshift sheath. He'll bother his housemates and take a perimeter walk around the house to make sure it's safe. ]
[ III. Action » Downtown Mayfield » Anyone ]
Afternoon
[ Souji is around town. He's on the lookout for anyone in need of assistance, keeping an eye out for friends or children he's familiar with, in particular. He's definitely a sword slung to his back. ]
He woke up extra early this morning. He felt like making his own lunch and bringing it to school. He makes so much he can never finish the entire lunch, which usually he asks for the assistance of a good friend/lover to help finish the task. He picks up the phone, wondering who he should call, when the lines were a buzz with chatter this morning. Nothing unusual, except he keeps hearing about "this letter," a "game," people afraid, meditating murder or meditating being murdered. It doesn't take long for him to figure out that this letter isn't the introduction letter, and judging by some of the voices on the phone everyone's invited, man, woman, child, robot or what have you.
[ I. Phone » Filtered from drones ]
Early Morning
I haven't seen this new letter everyone keeps talking about, but it sounds like if you have, you're in danger. Or plotting it. This is one an event the introduction letter warns us about. It's a game. Please see through this. Whatever the letter promises, you're not getting it.
[ Yet he's clueless about how the letter mentions your worst fear and biggest desire and puts them on the line. ]
...
Don't go to work or school today. You will not get droned if you miss a day and you'll have the weekend to seek safety.
If you need help, let me know. I'll do my best to keep you safe.
...
[ Almost a growl: ] Don't ask me to help you kill someone.
[ II. Action » 1251 Williams Road » Housemates, Anyone nearby ]
Early Morning
[ Following example of Shana, Souji has something long and thin wrapped up in a big yellow towel. Except the hilt of a sword is sprouting out from the top. It's tied with soft rope at the tip and base of the blade covered in the thick towel and it's slung over his shoulder. Not a bad job for a makeshift sheath. He'll bother his housemates and take a perimeter walk around the house to make sure it's safe. ]
[ III. Action » Downtown Mayfield » Anyone ]
Afternoon
[ Souji is around town. He's on the lookout for anyone in need of assistance, keeping an eye out for friends or children he's familiar with, in particular. He's definitely a sword slung to his back. ]