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Forty-Fourth Drop: avarice (action/videopost)
[The device clicks on to show a mound of dead animals, mostly things like pigeons and feral pets -- things you would find wandering around the City, not so hard to find. They've all been cut open, drained of blood, and thrown into a smelly pile in some run-down, abandoned back alley. There are broken windows and other signs of degradation here; ( Read more... ) -
Forty-Third Drop: nothing but a beast [actionpost]
[Around the edges of the City, there are dead animals. A cat with its throat slashed, lying over the side of a trash can, bloody smears around it. A few birds split down the chest -- with tiny little tranq darts sticking out of their necks. It looks like someone just walked around dispatching animals and tearing them open, then leaving them. Bloody ( Read more... ) -
Forty-Second Drop: when will you understand (video)
[Just an image of a fortune cookie, crushed next to the device and filling most of the screen. The paper in the shards reads,
"Today is an inauspicious day. Now is the time to seek help from the lucky ones around you!"
The only sign of Sorrow is a monochrome blur far behind the device's focus.] -
Forty-First Drop: and so I try (actionpost/accidental videopost)
[It's the middle of the night, and Sorrow is at the fountain. His shirt is dampened, the black fabric matte in patches where liquid has gathered. There are flecks of blood at the edges of his hair; since it isn't tamed back right now, thin locks manage to dangle by his jaw. His face seems to have gone past rueful, past said, past even despaired, ( Read more... ) -
Fortieth Drop: back to university? (video/actionpost)
[A very confused Sorrow is carrying an armload of books. Wearing a traditional-looking loose Russian shirt and trousers, he seems so alive despite his prematurely white hair. His skin is pink instead of white, and doesn't look so washed out against the clothes, unlike usual. The deep creases of age are gone, the weary heavy brow faded back into ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Ninth Drop: memories of death (video;)
[ooc: only the first thirty seconds or so are relevant, no need to watch it all.]
[Sorrow's eyes are closed and head is raised, and it seems that today, despite the late vampire torments, that he is calmly reminiscent. His voice is soft, like in the end of the video, and single tear gathers at the edge of one eye.]We're all sharing memories ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Eighth Drop: emo vodka (video/actionpost)
[Sorrow is sitting in a corner of the Blue Light bar, drinking vodka. Straight vodka. He stopped by the Welcome Center earlier, but still, it wasn't enough to calm his mind. He didn't want to get drunk in front of Penny, and this wasn't usually his way of dealing with things, but...right now, he didn't want to think about it, and his Russian ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Seventh Drop: once again [fuzzy videopost]
[This is viewed from the victim's device; there is a rather...unseasonable midday rainstorm going on in part of the City, and in the downpour are two muddy figures duking it out. It's really hard to see who's who, from the mud splatter and droplets on the device, but what's clear is that they're fighting -- or at least, one is struggling and the ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Sixth Drop: can't hold on [video]
[The device is tilted, a little dirty, and lying on a rock. Sorrow is kneeling on the ground, somewhere deep in the woods, hands over his face, white fingers and cheeks stained red now in patches. His eyes are buried, but the shaking of his shoulders and the bowing of his head show his emotions clearly. His voice is low and calm, but laced with so ( Read more... ) -
Thirty-Fifth Drop: get that sound out of my mind
I...I can't take that anymore! I can't sleep, can't think, can't...anything...
Have to go into the City. I've tried my best to stay away, but I can't. I have to get this out of my ears. Just...don't get near me.
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