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SENTENCING

[expi]

[You wake up in a courtroom. You’re not really sure how you got here, just that you’re here. There’s Jerry, sitting at the judges box. For some he might be new, and others he might be familiar or semi-familiar. He scrutinizes you, and then motions to the jury box. There’s a plaque that’s sitting on the outside that says “Council”, but there’s no one sitting there. Everything looks clean and maintained, but there’s no one in the courtroom but you and Jerry.

Weird.]

You are charged with harm to your fellow Chosen. In order to repent and further your rehabilitation, you have been tasked to show remorse for your crime by explaining to others what happened and what it means, and what it means to you. If there is no action taken, there will be consequences.

[Jerry blinks down at you, fingers threading together as he looks down from the judges’ box.]

How do you plead?

[ooc: you have until May 9th to submit your Sentencing HERE Even if your character doesn’t proceed with the Sentencing, you must comment on the NPC inbox for your penalty.

Also, there are effects for ignoring this Sentencing. The longer that Ellie takes to complete her Sentencing, the more distracted she becomes. All she’ll be able to think about is the infection, and may even start hallucinating it on other people. She may even become afraid of other people, if she becomes paranoid enough. If you have any questions about Sentencing, please let us know!

Jerry is interactive at this point, but we wanted to make sure you got your information in hand if you'd like to start plotting for your Sentencing!]

Re: SENTENCING

[giraffic]

What the fuck?

[ her head whips around, taking in the court room with a look of panic that melts into bewilderment. ]

You can't be serious. First, I had no control over it. Second, they'll fucking kill me!

[expi]

There is always a choice.

[he's used to the Chosen being jumpy while in here. it's just in their nature.

maybe he liked it better when he didn't have to speak to them-]

Do you think so lowly of your fellow Chosen, that they'd kill you for your secret?

[giraffic]

Oh, yeah? I'll be sure to tell that to the fungus next time it tries to hijack my brain because of your stupid bullshit simulation. Ooh, or we could just tell all the infected people back home that if they'd tried just a little harder they could just stop being infected and murdering their loved one. Take a couple deep breaths and maybe they won't tear off their brother's face.

[ she says it with all the seething contempt a teenage girl can muster. ]

I mean, shit, if we just had you, maybe the world wouldn't have fallen apart! Good job, Jer.

[ logic says she should probably not take her self-hatred and anger out on the dude who gets to decide what she has to do, but-- lol. lmao even. ]

Yeah, they would, if they have a single fucking braincell inside their head. Especially after that. You can't tell me you don't know what this shit does to a place, 'cause if you don't, you're pretty goddamn stupid. And if you did, you decided to drag the only hope for a cure here so you can play FEDRA? Man, that's pretty fucked. Maybe you should be in this seat.

[expi]

We are aware that circumstances are different in your world. However, this world makes an attempt for an allowance of free will.

[he doesn't think he sounds unreasonable!!

and he's honestly so used to being yelled at by the Chosen, he just stands there and takes it. maybe he even missed it. no he didn't]

Cures for ailments can't always be spread across universes and timelines. For instance, we cannot ensure death isn't permanent in other worlds that isn't this one. Those people have not turned into the monsters you described, have they?

[giraffic]

[ you know, it's too bad she's not infected anymore (???) and can't bite him-- ]

For now. Until your stupid program fucks them up too. You want me to own up to biting people? Fine. I did it. I didn't want to, but it fucking happened. It's not safe for you to have me here no matter what. You get that, right?

If this place gets as fucked up as mine is because this weird little judge thing you like to do, don't blame me for something that isn't my fault.

[ she'll do it enough herself. ]

But I can't just fucking tell them that. You don't-- [ she rubs at her face. if you're infected, you die. no matter how young or old, how beloved or hated. even talking to Jerry about it now sets her on edge, every instinct screaming to keep it secret.

she doesn't like being scared. anger is better. better than thinking about how what it means to her is nothing but death. it means watching Riley, Tess, Sam, die again and again every night when it hits her all over again that she can't do anything trapped here. ]

It's fucking personal, Jerry. What it means. What it's done, being like this. Maybe you can sit up there and judge me and decide whatever you want, but it's not that fucking easy!

[expi]

[he watches, as if he's trying to read her reactions. see what she's really feeling in this moment. there's a lot of Chosen who act out of anger, though, so he can't really say he's surprised out of all of this.]

It's not me that you have to own up to.

[it's the other Chosen. but he leaves that hanging as an implication.]

Rehabilitation was never meant to be easy. There are a few who have overcome the crimes they have been charged with. My superior believes that everyone here is capable of this change.

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[grappler]

[usually she'll send a text, but. this time she's going to send a video message. she's worried about Ellie, and wants to see her.]

Ellie, did you make it through everything okay?

[the last time she'd seen her was super concerning...]

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[giraffic]

I'm breathing.

[ that's all she has for the moment, really. she's not even fully on the screen, slumped against some wall looking tired. her apartment is gone. :( ]

Someone stopped me. I asked them to.

[grappler]

[well, at least Vi can see some of her. there's a mixture of relief and sadness, because...]

Stopped you? How?

[even though she might know what she's getting at-]

[giraffic]

Killed me. It was the only way.

[grappler]

[her stomach twists. even though she knows death isn't permanent here, it still... sucks.]

I'm sorry.

[she wants to say still that they could've figured out another way. but it's kind of useless to say now over something that had already happened.]

Do you need anything? You have a place to stay?

[giraffic]

The building I was in got destroyed. I'm used to camping in the woods, so I might do that for a while.

[ she'd managed to save the food she'd been hunting to hoard since her arrival, at least. ]

If you need some food, I have spare. I planned for this kinda shit.

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[conflictresolution]

You're a survivor. How good are your theft and obfuscation skills?

I didn't die by the way.

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[giraffic]

i'm glad you're okay

[ at least Jinx had confirmed he wasn't sprouting mushrooms while she was dead. ]

i'm pretty good at it. why?

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[conflictresolution]

Are you? You didn't check on me, so I assumed you weren't concerned.

[Look, look, he's your boss. This is his way of checking in, though he is currently evil so, take that as one will.]

With resources running thin and our transport to Rumpitur, it may be prudent to utilize skills others may not appreciate in the short-term.

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[giraffic]

[ as tempted as she is to make a joke about hurting an old man's feelings, she did bite him and risk turning him. so. fair. ]

i was, but by the time i was alive again, Jinx said you weren't growing mushrooms and i had Jerry on my ass.

so you noticed the assholes deciding to wander in and charge stupid amounts for food too, huh

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[conflictresolution]

So you allowed yourself to be killed too? You should have taken the cellar option and been safe.

Oh the price means nothing to me. However, food shortages make people frightened and agitated. The uncertainty means that hording will need to be considered as a way to protect ourselves. Desperate times mean desperate measures.

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[giraffic]

i asked her to do it. being infected sucks.

could just take the shit they're trying to extort us for and just give it out to our people. drop a smoke bomb and they won't even know what to do.

action; lmk if this works!

[unsunder]

[ Sometime after this and his meeting with Ragna, Emet-Selch makes his way to the inn to look for her. Thanks to the profiles, he knows what she looks like, though he can't say that the reverse is true.

So, sorry Ellie, you have a Very Tall Man walking over to you once you've been spotted. ]

Ellie, yes?

works for me!!

[giraffic]

[ recent events have been stressful as fuck, but going to live with Vi has helped chill her out some. she doesn't even immediately give him attitude and sarcasm, just glancing up with a little wave. ]

In the flesh. See? Not missing any parts.

[unsunder]

[ He quirks a brow. ]

That remains to be seen. Emet-Selch, we spoke over the network.

[giraffic]

I don't see any food in your hands.

[ :) ]

[unsunder]

Nor will you.

[ He spreads his hands. His very empty hands. ]

I just arrived here, and haven't a coin to my name.

[giraffic]

You're in luck, then. The inn gives you free food to start.

[ she'd probably be less of a pain for shits and gigglesif she has anything else to adjust herself with, but alas. ]