Wow, that's like three questions. Uh lemme try those in order. I'm from the Kingdom of the Moon. I'm a Princess, but instead of being at home ruling my kingdom, I'm here, babysitting people at this bed and breakfast. And yeah, we've been living together for fre-eaking ever, now.
Not saying there is, just...the thing about my phone has me curious. You don't seem like you're in charge.
You dodged the question again, too. If you're going to keep doing that, I should just assume you're not going to tell me the answer, then. Unless you're feeling particularly generous.
Concealing the truth makes you a threat, not an ally. Just...Just saying. I wish we were all on the same side here.
[ she kind of glares at him through it until he gets to the not so bad thing and then she sighs heavily. like maybe she forgives him for the rest of that but doesn't want to. maybe he's not so bad either. ]
Being personable has never gotten me anywhere. [But it might have. If he ever tried.]
It's just...hard to believe that you're on my side, sometimes. The way you face murder and terror with...almost whimsy. An "oopsie".
I want to trust you but I can't. Not when you're the master of the place that mysteriously swept us all up. Not when you act the way you do, dodging questions the way you do...
[A deep breath.]
I want to get out of here. Alive. If you were more forthcoming about your role in this, or of the other two...maybe we could all find a way out without having to...
Do to each other what some of us have already done.
Explain to everyone what the true nature of this place is. Why we were all brought here.
I remember very distinctly...The first time you three showed up. It sounded like this all had happened before. Brasco and Thug in particular made it seem like this was...a game? Plus, the rule about murder...
It adds up.
Can you tell me if that's true? Has a similar situation to this happened here before?
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Sunday? Week 1
. . .Oy, Princess.
Got a moment?
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Yeah, totally. What's up?
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What's your deal?
When you first showed up...Brasco and the other guy were arguing about which one "Got to be Thug Dangerzone".
You all clearly know each other. Are you just...living here?
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How long is "fre-eaking" ever? Why are you three here in the first place?
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[ hm ]
It's as long as it sounds like? I run this place with those two.
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So you're in charge? Or is someone making you run it?
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[ she sounds offended. ]
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You dodged the question again, too. If you're going to keep doing that, I should just assume you're not going to tell me the answer, then. Unless you're feeling particularly generous.
Concealing the truth makes you a threat, not an ally. Just...Just saying. I wish we were all on the same side here.
You're annoying and weird but...not so bad.
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You need to learn how to give better compliments.
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It's just...hard to believe that you're on my side, sometimes. The way you face murder and terror with...almost whimsy. An "oopsie".
I want to trust you but I can't. Not when you're the master of the place that mysteriously swept us all up. Not when you act the way you do, dodging questions the way you do...
[A deep breath.]
I want to get out of here. Alive. If you were more forthcoming about your role in this, or of the other two...maybe we could all find a way out without having to...
Do to each other what some of us have already done.
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[He catches himself, leaning back and closing his eyes, trying to regain his composure.]
...It's like a worm, boring it's way through my skull. Eating at me...
[He's scared.]
I just want to understand...what is this place? It's not a normal bed and breakfast...Fake names, Thug Dangerzone.
W-We can...We can help each other, right? Just be honest with us, please...
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I want you to help me. No matter how hard we help each other, we're all in the same position. You guys, though....You're different.
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I remember very distinctly...The first time you three showed up. It sounded like this all had happened before. Brasco and Thug in particular made it seem like this was...a game?
Plus, the rule about murder...
It adds up.
Can you tell me if that's true? Has a similar situation to this happened here before?
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I guess it happened before. But it's not a game.
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Shintaro covers his mouth, containing some measure of what isn't excitement, but...
An overwhelming sense of relief? It's a but unplaceable.]
What happened before, then? Was it like this?
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[What does he expect?]
That explains the rule, right?
And...why did they start murdering each other? Because they were trapped?
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[He'll either leans in towards her, making some rare full eye contact.]
What's your plan?
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Why am I supposed to have one? Ask Brasco or Thug!
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[And he takes a step forward.]
Aren't Princesses supposed to be responsible? [Assuming she's...actually a princess. He doesn't think she is.]
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