fried | pc ♠ laurence

[ good morning, we are at the arcade!

it's fumkin noisy in here but he's doing his best! he seems to be doggedly playing one game in particular. it's a rhythm game, one of those taiko drum ones, and he seems like he's really concentrating, ears perked up and forward. is he perhaps trying to get a high score? maybe. it's not out of the question because he actually is doing pretty good, he's got near perfects on all of the notes. oh, also, he's wearing this.

in any case, he's very clearly not paying attention to anything around him so this is your chance to jumpscare the shit out of him if you'd like. ]

[ it'll be a bit of time before he goes to find jiaoqiu. courage has never been necessary in the safety of the tower - not until recently, perhaps, and even then, fear and regret are the things that drove him most. heaven should have been different, and yet he still says things he shouldn't without stopping to think.

but laurence does eventually find him, hands shoved in his pockets, vines thick and tight around his neck. ]

Do you still want to talk...?

[ after this day?? he'll understand if jiaoqiu wants to hold off on it. he's still reeling a bit, himself. ]

[ you can find jiaoqiu in... the garden! the olive garden.

he's busy planting something... ]

[ voids us into the fun house...

cw: child abuse for the memory that's reflected back at them today. ]

[ coming to check on you too once everyone's taken care of aaaaaaa how is he looking...... ]

Jiaoqiu...? Do you need anything?

[ he's not very helpful with like bandages and stuff but laurence could grab painkillers or snack for him if he wants... ]

[ today, we are in the new tavern!

jiaoqiu is sitting at the counter, holding a wine glass and looking down at the drink. a general sense of melancholy settles in the air.

oh, also, he's way less injured today. his ear is still missing, but based on the way he's holding himself, he isn't in horrible pain. that's probably nice. ]

[ he does want to come check on him at some point, even though the entire game is probably trying, so... comes with food. something easy to eat, like apple slices or something. ]

[ comes to visit laurence AFTER CYOA EXIT, WHAT IS GOING ON

hi. hello, he's bringing bandages and water and painkillers. ]

[ you can catch, towards the end of the day, a little dreamscape being projected from a sleepy not balded fox. he is unbalded, now, but he's dozing off somewhere close by, probably sitting up.

which means what you see is the following:

a long street, illuminated by gentle lights and a starry sky. a foxian woman walks down this street, being followed by two men flanking her at either side. one of them, a tall man in a hood, does not seem to be able to relax, glancing around them at all angles, as if seeking an invisible enemy. the other man, a familiar pink foxian, fans himself gently as they walk, not paying attention to their surroundings at all. the woman is chattering at the both of them in an animated fashion, throwing her hands around, throwing her head back and laughing, reaching back to slap at the men following her in a jovial way. the tall hooded man hides a smile, and jiaoqiu, because of course that's who it is, outright laughs when the foxian woman turns to walk backwards to speak to them more insistently.

it sounds like she's trying to convince them to try out a new takeout place. come on, we've been out all day, we deserve a treat. jiaoqiu reaches to rap her gently with his fan, saying something about the cost, and she complains loudly about money not being a problem - who would charge her, anyway?

the world around them doesn't change. it's just locked in a moment - locked in something familiar, like home. ]

[ what a goddamn day!! he's going to come check on jiaoqiu eventually though aaaaaaa knocks quietly on his room door before poking his head in. ]

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