[francia has been voted off the island]

[survivaltricks]

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week zero, thursday night

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[and at 11:00 p.m. sharp. . . the door to cabin chipmunk swings shut and locks itself]

[Akira, who had returned early-- as he promised Dick-- immediately freezes from his spot sitting atop his top bunk]

-- fuck.

[unpredicktable]

[ well.

fuck. dick had been lounging on the bed underneath, idle, and the sound makes him sit up. he'd expected it, but... that doesn't mean he'd wanted it. ]

... And Tsuru's not back, either. Great.

[ actually, he hates being right? ]

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[Akira just]

[feels something in his chest sink]

It's-- [mmmmmm it's okay it's okay it's okay, right??] It's fine.

He said to assume that Lili and Ookurikara didn't let him leave if he didn't come back in time.

They probably just held him up.

[Tsuru isn't here but at least they know where he is, right?]

[unpredicktable]

Right. [ he's not so sure he believes it, but he'll hope for the best case scenario on that one, because he's a lot more worried about... this. he gets up and goes over to the door to test it, but they all know what he's going to say; ] Locked. And I'm guessing a lockpick wouldn't work on it, either.

[ even if he had one which he DOESN'T ]

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Right.

[he echoes Dick, as though two of them affirming that it'll be okay will make it okay?? it's fine. it's fine!!]

. . . augh, damn it. I should've asked the counselors for some tin clasps and silk yarn. . .

[because then he'd at least have a lockpick, even if it didn't work]

[unpredicktable]

[ listen dick has made his own lockpicks but he's not from a jrpg so he just. stares ]

Uh. Any particular reason why?

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Oh.

[hops off of the second bunk, striding over towards the door with a deep frown]

I could make some lockpicks if I had enough. Not that they'd work, but at least we'd have them to try.

week one, thursday night

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[THIS WEEK FOR CURFEW, CABIN DE CHIPMUNK IS GOING CAMPING!! Akira has procured snacks from the kitchen (chocolate, graham crackers, marshmallows) and has made sure to bring with him his blankets from his bed and also his pillows. Dick's pillows. whatever, they're pillows]

[either yy or dick get the campfire started because Akira doesn't know how to start fires, but either way, once said fire is started Akira is going to casually toast his marshmallows over it]

Soooooo.

Do either of you have a pen or a pencil on you?

[unpredicktable]

[ i hate these pictures so much

anyway, dick also brought stuff they're going to have to wash for this fun camping trip, and he is getting the fire started because yin yu has a BOOBOO on his HANDS. no fire starting for you, mister!!! ]

I've got a pen. [ he tilts his head ] You want to try writing effects down when we wake up before we share them?

[shixiong]

[ OKAY, MOM!

well, this probably isn't safe, but, honestly, being locked inside was more concerning than anything. at least if something hellish happens outside this time, yin yu will be around to try and stop it. not that he's apparently in shape to be stopping it, despite the fact that he's mostly fine....

he doesn't have a pencil, so. he looks to akira curiously at the request too, mask now off of his face so his expression is easier to see. ] That isn't a bad idea.

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[it's no more unsafe than staying literally anywhere else, in Akira's opinion. if things here are like how things played out in the mansion, then by the time they pass out for the night. . . all the doors are unlocked, anyway]

[Akira turns his marshmallow over the flames before pulling it back and gently blowing on it]

Mmm. It should be the first thing we do when we wake up tomorrow morning. Write it down at once, and then share it at once.

[nods!!]

That way we'll all know right away if we're clear.

[unpredicktable]

If it's at once, we'll definitely need more pens. [ dick is sitting back just watching the fire for a little bit ] I've only got the one. Could always write it with sticks. [ he hums a little ] So did the people who turned just pretend they slept alone every time?

[shixiong]

[ mmm... yin yu watches akira turn the marshmallows over. he's even quieter than usual after the day's events, but, he's paying attention to the conversation... ]

...I believe it was like that on the island. We checked in with a map and had people confirm locations when we could, but, as you said, people are not always so truthful.

week 1, friday morning

[unpredicktable]

[ good morning, bitches! the announcement is enough to wake dick up in a kind of "wait what the FUCK" moment (knowing voices is illegal. also. otomame. why) and he sits up-- he's about to go check before he remembers their pact.

forest sleeping means they all look like. you know. they slept on the floor of the forest, but he does not feel otherwise different? he runs a hand through his artful mess of bedhead ]

Okay. [ okay. priorities are not the dead body, no matter how much dick wants to go check, so he's quick to scribble "??? nothing ????" on a piece of paper in his notebook before ripping off the page and passing it to the next person to tag this ] Let's get this over with?

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[Akira slept in his bunny onesie. for the record]

[. . . he looks a little pale at the announcement, though not as openly furious as he was the following week. his expression is distant, hair also messy and tousled and gross. it's only when Dick speaks that his gaze jerks up and he nods]

-- right.

[right. priorities are not the dead body]

[there's a pause]

[. . .]

[wait. . . this can't be right. he feels. . . fine??? ??????]

[Akira takes the pen and scribbles ". . . nothing???" on his notebook as well, before also tearing the sheet off and passing the pen to Yin Yu]

[shixiong]

[ the minute the announcement goes off, yin yu is up too. it's not someone that he knows that well, but nevertheless, it's time to get to business. as akira passes him the pen, he mentally does a check over himself, and takes the pen from akira.

.... he writes nothing with the others, too, then looks at them. ] ... [ how strange.

well. it's best that they get up and get to helping the others, isn't it. he puts a hand on his knee and pushes himself up, starting to take a step forward only to

step. backwards for some reason in a sickass moonwalk step.

?????????????????? ]

[unpredicktable]

[ there's a beat as he watches yin yu moonwalk for some reason before they get to check their answers against each other and blinks ]

You guys didn't feel anything different either, did you?

[ going by their faces. but. then yin yu is moonwalking, so... ]

Please tell me that was accidental.

[ or like, a power use against yin yu specifically? don't make him moonwalk everywhere he'll never sleep outside the cabin again ]

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[Akira blinks a little at Yin Yu as he just kind of. . . shuffles backwards in a moonwalk?? um??]

[then he looks down at his paper]

[and holds it out so both Yin Yu and Dick can see the ". . . nothing??" he wrote down]

Oh.

. . . oh no.

[and, with dread lining his shoulders, Akira pushes himself to his feet and tries to take a step forward--]

[-- and winds up sliding completely backwards instead. MORE MOONWALKING FTW]

[shixiong]

[ look he doesn't know what a moonwalk is so this is extra weird. he hasn't taken another step, poised perfectly still, and he watches as akira does the exact same thing.

he slowly reaches for his paper, and holds it out. "nothing."


this is not nothing? ]

week 1, sunday

[unpredicktable]

[ pretend it's late enough at night that all of them are here in the cabin. dick is pelting both of them with pillows. ]

The next time I tell you to be honest about something in trial, I mean it.

[ this is a belated reaction but look, sometimes, you get distracted ]

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[OOF]

[the pillow smacks Akira in the face, and he flops onto his back afterwards, blinking blearily at the ceiling]

[. . .]

[and then he commandeers the pillow for himself. NONE PILLOW FOR DICK]

[shixiong]

[ yin yu has never been in a pillow fight in his entire life, but he absolutely ninja dodges this pillow flying at his face out of habit. it does not hit him in the face, but it knocks his mask backwards from the side of his head though so it's sticking up kind of stupidly off of the side of his head.

???

oh. ] ...someone else was involved, Master Grayson.

[unpredicktable]

[ he's getting that pillow back, akira. but he's standing there with his arms crossed raising an eyebrow at both of them ]

I know she was. [ you think he didn't notice?? :/ ] And I know all three of you thought it was for the best, because of what was involved-- but maybe think to include the guy who was walking around normally all day in your plan, if you don't want it to blow up in your face.

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[Akira just. . . huffs a little bit, rolling onto his side and propping himself up with one hand as his gaze flickers between Yin Yu and Dick. it's not that Dick is wrong, per se, it's just--]

Well. . . to be fair, by the time Lili got to us, I think you had already been walking around normally in front of other people.

[by then it was too late!!]

[shixiong]

[ he gives just a brief duck of his head in accordance with akira. ]

If you will forgive my boldness for a moment, Master Grayson... we would have benefitted from knowing the cause of it, as well. [ a brief pause... he just sounds as calm and even toned as ever. ] This was the second time that Lady Lili has spoken of you as someone quite trustworthy, and it was at her insistence that I ceded. Even still, she was not forthcoming with details as to why, only insisting that it was important, and that it was not her story to tell.

...I believe I can speak for either of us in saying that we do not mind helping to bear the load, if necessary.