don't go playing the fool, you are what you do;

[recrypt]

either i'll make a shitpost or travs will give me one

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w0, tuesday, post scrunchies

[muragas]

[ after the great Scrunchie-gate, Minako bounds up to wherever 45 is ]

You're an android!

[ the icon is a very accurate representation of her ]

[recrypt]

It's a bit of an open secret, yes...

[ for example: how the fuck did majima know, who told him. ]

[muragas]

[ wow who's telling secrets and why aren't they telling Minako :( ]

That's incredible! I couldn't even tell! What year are you from? I want to know how long it'll take before Aigis can totally blend in!

[recrypt]

[ it's akira for at least some people, go bother your protag kouhai smh ]

I was booted up in 2061, but I'm second generation of a specific build? Generally we started becoming more common in the 2030s due to an increased need for automation.

w1, saturday, post trial

[muragas]

[ hello roomba, Minako is pacing up and down a stretch of the dock. her sandals make slap against the wood. ]

[recrypt]

[ oh, slap slap slappy. what a mood. ]

... Trying to see what you could have missed?

[muragas]

[ wow i don't even remember what i deliriously threw at you ngl

uh, anyways ]

Something like that, sure.

[ ... ]

You know, on the island we never didn't find a murderer. But...

[recrypt]

Not dealing well with getting it wrong this time?

[ ... ]

In the mansion, we only got it wrong once. You'd think that since we've all been through this before, it'd get easier. But I suppose... this sort of setup does impose a fair amount of difficulties onto the situation.

FRIDAY, w2 shortly? post-breakin;

[recrypt]

[ hello minako, are you hunting down your roomba today. because it seems not long after everything happens, she hasn't quite gotten cleaned off and changed out of their, uh, very messy everything just yet. the shuttershades and used up glow sticks are even still clinging to her scarf.

where are they, i don't know. wherever minako can hobble to. ]

[muragas]

[ she's just hobblin back from the infirmary so

w herever....? maybe she just runs into 45 on the path ]

Ah, 45-san! Wait up!

[recrypt]

[ s ure, the path is fine

anyway, she glances back. doesn't say anything, but does slow her pace enough for minako to catch up. ]

[muragas]

[ she's hobblin' as fast as she can here, but it might take a few minutes before she actually draws even

anyways ]

... So, were those your sisters...?

w3, wednesday

[muragas]

[ i guess a lot of people are walking back after their honeymoons from hell? or something. anyways: ]

Oh, 45-san! How'd it go today?

[recrypt]

Americans have strange taste in dining establishments. Or maybe it's just a human thing in general...?

[ waffle house is liminal space. anyway, she seems distracted, not entirely looking at minako, but as minako approaches she might hear snatches of a conversation...? (until the end of the audio log, obviously)

hmmm, surely that's the entire memory and it's safe to approach, right? (no, but she's going to do it anyway, probably.) ]

[muragas]

[ are you kidding? with that kind of cliffhanger? it's absolutely not the entire memory, and she knows it. she's just hoping the resolution is significantly less tense than those files were building it up to be. ]

No, I think that's just Americans. Mystery takoyaki is a perfectly normal dish, after all!

[ hmmm, how to ask about it... ]

[recrypt]

... Mystery takoyaki isn't exactly a dish I'm familiar with, either?

[ hmm, how to ask about it indeed. ]

w3, thursday, curfew

[muragas]

[ yolo......

Minako turns away from the cabin door, smiling tentatively at 45 ]

... It's locked.

[ they're stuck out here ]

[recrypt]

Of course it's locked. But you wanted to spend the night in the forest, and that was even more ill-advised.

[ why are humans. ]

[muragas]

Look, it seemed like a good idea at the time!

[ sometimes, you want to experiment with effects... ]

I'm sorry, 45-san, please don't be mad!

SATURDAY, w3 post-trial;

[recrypt]

[ hey minako where the hell are you at, the one remaining local roomba's looking for your previously hypothermic ass. ]

[muragas]

[ hello! this previously hypothermic ass is sitting in the Entertainment Room. but she's not entertaining herself with anything. she's staring into the distance and knitting. furiously. ]

[recrypt]

[ jiiiiii ]

... You realize that all the rest of the supplies for whatever project you're working on are in the arts and crafts cabin, correct?

w6, post snirthday party

[muragas]

[ hewwo? ]

45?

[ where aaaaare you? ]

[recrypt]

[ she's

throws dart

in the music room? flipping through what seems to be one of the instructional texts there, though she pauses when she's called out to. ]

Hm? Something I can help with?

[muragas]

Yeah! Hold still, please!

[ and she's going to zoom in and throw her arms around 45's shoulders for a hug. ]