[what is hunter up to? exploring, probably! at some point, he'll cross paths with kuranosuke, who is staring at the sign for A&A AAAAAAAAAA with a quizzical expression.]
Hmm, that's a little on the nose for Hell, don't you think?
Hunter is tucked away in some corner of the hell void, and will tiredly respond once he hears Kuranosuke calling for him.]
... I'm over here.
[Flagging Kuranosuke over with one hand while holding up his phone with the other, using the phone camera to check out his nose. Hi. Hello. Flapjack is perched on one of the two or three bottles of high content alcohol Hunter stole away from the execution bar before he ran off, warbling at him in concern.]
anyway. kuranosuke is coming to find him??? does he still look like willow??? what is going on work is so busy i'm just running at you before i miss you]
He no longer looks like Willow, though! He looks like himself once again, now with the new addition of a scar right across his neck. Almost like a slit throat...? Haha, weird. He's picking something bright red and flaky out of his ears when Kuranosuke comes up to him.]
... It's a long story. [TIREDLY. Looking at his now gross, red crusted fingernail. Sorry.] We woke up someplace else and had to fight our way out.
[kuranosuke is disembarking from the ferry after the last ride back of the night, the biggest to-go cup of booze he could get in his hands. he nods to hunter when he comes across him.]
i don't know where hunter will be, but kuranosuke runs into him wherever that is. could be a bar. could be near the docks. could be elsewhere. i really should have asked before writing any of these starters but i didn't and now i'm paying the price for it.]
He's just somewhere out here, holding Flapjack in his hands and looking pretty bummed by how things turned out. At least, he has changed into a dry set of clothes, though his hair is still wet.]
[welcome to the gift shop... which is a prime shitpost location, to be honest. kuranosuke is reading a book about sloths.]
"They have a tendency to fall asleep while hanging off the edge of the Earth. Some think their tendency to let go in their sleep may be the cause of a disturbing decline in the sloth population at the edge of the world"... oi, did a flat earther write this?!
[rng gave me the dorms so i guess they're. here. staring at the banner congratulating them on their invitations. they can head out to the city after this tbh.]
...seriously? That's it? That seems anticlimactic.
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Hmm, that's a little on the nose for Hell, don't you think?
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... Yeah. Think they got enough A's in there?
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anyway, kuranosuke will come looking for hunter at some point after All Of That.]
Hunter? Hey, you around?
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Hunter is tucked away in some corner of the hell void, and will tiredly respond once he hears Kuranosuke calling for him.]
... I'm over here.
[Flagging Kuranosuke over with one hand while holding up his phone with the other, using the phone camera to check out his nose. Hi. Hello. Flapjack is perched on one of the two or three bottles of high content alcohol Hunter stole away from the execution bar before he ran off, warbling at him in concern.]
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week one, friday.
Kuranosuke, you okay? [...] I mean, uh, physically.
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kuranosuke is dressed cutely in what will probably be a very chic mourning outfit once my shift is over and i can go pinterest dying.]
...physically I'm not hurt. I'm real pissed off that someone went and did a murder, though. What about you?
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week 1, saturday
anyway, after the trial, kuranosuke will go track hunter down.]
...hey. Come on, let's get that shoulder of yours wrapped up with some clean fabric.
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... Yeah. Okay.
[he will allow this, carrying his pet collection.
after a moment:]
Are you gonna talk to Four?
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week two, monday.
Ugh... It reeks.
[It's an artificial beach in hell? Of course it's gonna smell like chlorine? Flapjack is also here, hopping on the beach chairs.]
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Smells like a regular pool to me...?
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week 2, thursday
anyway. kuranosuke is coming to find him??? does he still look like willow??? what is going on work is so busy i'm just running at you before i miss you]
Dude! What happened?!
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He no longer looks like Willow, though! He looks like himself once again, now with the new addition of a scar right across his neck. Almost like a slit throat...? Haha, weird. He's picking something bright red and flaky out of his ears when Kuranosuke comes up to him.]
... It's a long story. [TIREDLY. Looking at his now gross, red crusted fingernail. Sorry.] We woke up someplace else and had to fight our way out.
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week 2, saturday
kuranosuke is rubbing at his head and finishing off his water bottle.]
Uuuuuuughhhhhhhhhh.
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[ughhhhhhhhhh.]
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week 3, monday
kuranosuke, frowning, looks around and his gaze rests on the screen on the wall.]
...seriously, what the heck is that.
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[He's pacing around, trying to find the nonexistent exit.]
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week 3, saturday
Hey...
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Hey... Planning on staying up for much longer?
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week 4, wednesday
Wow... way to make a guy feel insignificant...
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They're really rubbing it in...
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week four, thursday.
Anyway!! Hunter is looking for him a little before curfew. Which of the many bars is he at?]
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he raises a hand when he sees hunter, sipping at his drink.]
Yo.
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not me accidentally hitting post comment without finishing my tag
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week 4, saturday
i don't know where hunter will be, but kuranosuke runs into him wherever that is. could be a bar. could be near the docks. could be elsewhere. i really should have asked before writing any of these starters but i didn't and now i'm paying the price for it.]
...hey.
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He's just somewhere out here, holding Flapjack in his hands and looking pretty bummed by how things turned out. At least, he has changed into a dry set of clothes, though his hair is still wet.]
... Hey. [A sigh.] How are you after all of that?
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week 5, monday
"They have a tendency to fall asleep while hanging off the edge of the Earth. Some think their tendency to let go in their sleep may be the cause of a disturbing decline in the sloth population at the edge of the world"... oi, did a flat earther write this?!
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Flat earther?
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week six, monday.
... At least there aren't any costumes here.
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[he pokes a puffy jacket.]
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week 6, saturday
...hey. How are you holding up?
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... I'm okay. You?
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week 7, monday
...seriously? That's it? That seems anticlimactic.
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He's staring at the message which I just remembered is not even a banner, but a message on the whiteboard. Help.]
... I knew we shouldn't expect a physical invitation, but...
[IT'S SO ANTICLIMATIC.]
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week seven, saturday.
... Hey, you did good.
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[help]
But I guess it could have turned out worse. I think we came up with a pretty good plan.
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