[ At some point Monday, Molly will be exploring the new floor - waving Sylvain over if he sees him. He's scoping out doors, trying to test the Vibes on the other side by pressing his ear against them. This doesn't work super well because he's got horns on the side of his head. He can only get so close to the door.
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16. You open the door and find yourself inside a confessional booth - one of you in the position to confess, one in the position to listen to the confession. The door will not open to let you out no matter how hard you try. You must confess at least one sin - and honestly, at that - in order to be let out. Once you do, you will find yourself back out in the hallway. No matter how long it took you to confess your sin, only four minutes will have passed.
7. You open the door and find yourself inside ... well, no. You find yourselves outside, in a thicket of trees. There is a faint buzzing noise in the air, but it's hard to tell where precisely it's coming from. As you walk along, the buzzing gets louder. Suddenly, there are bees! You can try to outrun them, or kill them, or just submit to being stung. If you successfully lose the bees or destroy them all, you will find yourself out in the hallway, winded. If you get stung, you will find yourself out in the hallway with a handful of bee stings (much less than you actually got), which is probably painful. Either way, only four minutes have passed.
[ what can else can he really say to all this, except ] Why!
[ he looks over at molly with an expression that is both exasperated and grimly determined. they have to protect their handsome mugs from these insect savages. ]
I say we run, and don't stop running?
[ he's already starting to pick up the pace, but he has no idea if there's actually an exit for them to get to, or if they're fated to be stung to death by a swarm of bees... ]
You've been sent with your classmates to apprehend your disowned brother, who has stolen and fled with the relic of House Gautier. The chase leads you up the spiraling steps of Conand Tower, a grueling path through no small number of hostile bandits and brigands.
What awaits you at the top is a (CW: mild body horror/transformation) living nightmare. You watch as your brother is consumed by the power of the relic, his body twisted into that of a monster. The Lance of Ruin was never his to bear, and despite everything he's done to you, every hell he has put you through, you can only watch in horror.
And then you take his life. And you don't feel relief, or even vindication—just self-loathing.
[ hi, i'm government assigning us the HOWLING ROSE pirate ship in redacted, where molly is slightly dejectedly sitting on the plank, feet dangling off over the ocean. ]
W0, MONDAY
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He's got his hand on the knob. ]
Want to see if there's anything good in there?
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W1 / Monday / Doors
[ he looks over at molly with an expression that is both exasperated and grimly determined. they have to protect their handsome mugs from these insect savages. ]
I say we run, and don't stop running?
[ he's already starting to pick up the pace, but he has no idea if there's actually an exit for them to get to, or if they're fated to be stung to death by a swarm of bees... ]
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W3 / Tuesday
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W4 / Friday
(also, hoping if he gets the word in first, he won't have to. talk about feelings.) ]
—Hey, you got a minute?
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W5, MONDAY
I should have been a pirate ...
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