It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
After all, there's nothing wrong with the town today and you might just want to savor it while it lasts.
This post functions as the general mingle post for the week. Wanted Posters and other small events will be posted in top levels below. If there's any questions or requests, please send a PM or shoot a PP to robowest.
On the pinboard in the railroad station, three posters have been chosen at random to list under the "Most Wanted" sign. Any character that passes the board by today can spot them, faces posted for all to see. This week's Most Wanted are:
The first thing to notice is that next to the train station today, is a new wooden town sign. Nailed down facing into the town instead of the tracks, it hosts a very simple description.
WELCOME TO WHOLE ASS POPULATION: 40
And ominously enough, the numbers seem to be able to change accordingly.
The second thing to notice is a new feature installed right out of the Sheriff's station. Nailed into the ground with minimal fanfare is a set of wooden stocks to hold anyone who might eventually be punished. There's three different sizes -- small, medium, and large -- which means it's pretty obvious it's meant to hold... anyone in town.
The third brand new thing is the train. It's completely changed overnight, going from a small rickety thing to a very polished and out of theme luxury train with even a few more cars being added on at the end. It gleams beautiful red and black in the sunlight and on the side the words WHOLE ASS EXPRESS can be read. The strangest thing too is that the train seems to be running, smoke occasionally leaving the front in small bursts.
Unfortunately, anyone looking to take a peek inside will notice that all the windows seem to be fogged up and all doors leading into the train are barred tightly and won't budge. Once in a while though, shadows can be seeing passing over the windows, as if there are people moving inside.
[ There's one more new thing to find in the middle of town. Like, directly in the middle. Right smack dab between the post office and the restaurant is a large bonfire, perhaps taller than the shops themselves. A bonfire that which the Sheriff seems to be adding the last touches to now. A small pile of kindling is next to his foot and he's tossing something else in right now... something that seems a little familiar, in fact. Wispy blue hair follows the toss and it looks, from a distance, suspiciously like a head.
But it couldn't be, right? Isn't she buried?
(Those who notice will see the grave undug, the body missing completely.)
The Sheriff will look up to anyone who approaches, giving a gruff morning in response as he continues to watch the fire burn. ]
[ And in general sheriffing manners, the Sheriff can be found all over town throughout the week. Sometimes bringing in supplies to the shops and restocking the inventory. At other times, sweeping the floor over at the homestead and taking stock of the animals.
But mostly, sitting in his rocking chair and carving pieces of wood while chewing tobacco. ]
[ The post office seems to have repaired itself overnight. The building is back in order but lacking any boarded up windows or doors and there's no hint of the fire or creatures that roamed through it before. The teller booths are empty and the letterboxes seem undisturbed.
It's just a post office now, and it seems there's been a delivery. ]
Hey. Some of this might get ████████ even though I'm trying ███████████████████████████████████, so I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense. I'll try to stay █████ enough you get the █████ that ██████. ███ attention, idiot. Whatever does get through, I'm specifically ██████ every █████████████████████, so ████ waste this ██████.
You're you, so you might wonder if this is a trick a little less than I would, but you'll still wonder. You drank fire water once when I asked you to, remember? No one else was there. The second time you kissed me back, we'd just been thrown off a dock and you kept the water away. The first time we ever kissed was before that, but you're a moron and didn't kiss back, so it doesn't entirely count. The first time you kissed me back was just before we got thrown into the lake. Your mother and I met up a lot while you were gone, did I tell you? She's the reason you like blue food. You wanted me to like New Rome because you saw a future for us there. Once someone tried to defeat us with Groupons. That was ██████. Neither of us is ever going to like ████████████.
Believe me yet? Here's the part that ███████. Your ████████████████████████ a wish for playing him a ████, with the rule that he couldn't ████ around or it'd be undone. Do you remember the █████? If you stop putting in ██████, you've turned around. So don't stop, Percy. The ██████ matters, and you need to focus on that. Understood?
There's more that ███████, too. I'm sorry. Not for making █████████████, because that was still the right choice and I suppose the situation right now means I automatically get the last word there. Maybe I should ███████████████████████████████ now that you can't even put up a ████████████████? That would maybe be a little cruel, though. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything about it, so I'm trying to do something for you now. And don't blame yourself over it, like you are. You shouldn't. Just be the ████ I know you are.
I'm not going to say I forgive you because there's nothing there to forgive. Don't be stupid.
I love you. You owe me a funeral, though. Remember the one we held after the labyrinth, the first time, with the burial shroud? Burn one for me, Perseus.
-Annabeth
HARRY POTTER
Mr. Keepsake █████,
If you let anything happen to my boyfriend, I will find a way to destroy you from the great ██████.
Sincerely, Annabeth Chase
P.S. Do your ████.
JASON TODD
Hey,
You're almost definitely going to get yourself killed with a ███████████ sooner rather than later, but █████████ on the post office thing, I guess. Maybe try to ████ it down a little? Or ████ it up a lot. Either way.
-Annabeth Chase
SHINNOSUKE ARISU
Shinnosuke,
I actually █████ you. ████ job re: the post office. Even if I'm pretty sure that puts you in reckless not remotely ██████ teenager-ville, but we both already knew ████ was a █████. Jackass.
I don't know how █████████████████, but I don't want you to be too █████. I █████ tell you everything I know, and █████████ for that.
However let me assure you we're okay. Not alive, but we're okay. Riku is here, everyone else is here. We look fantastic!
But don't let this ████████████████████████████████████, Xion. Look, it's important someone who █████████████████████████████████. If not █████████ someone you trust and would want the best for everyone. Do everything you can to ensure it.
Be strong, Xion, you have our support.
--Prince Aaronev Tarvek Sturmvoraus
YUNA YUKI
We're okay. By the way, make sure you don't fall in the ██████████ underneath the ████. It's not a place ██████████████████████.
Don't worry, I won't write you a █████ letter. This is perhaps a way to say this is possible, for me to contact you? What you told me before I died will ████████████, I █████ tell ██████. I've been informed that this ███████████████████████, so I'll figure ways around it. I want to help you. ████████████ you say, I believe you're a ███████████.
Of course if you died, we could keep each other company and we could enjoy this game without mystery or suffering. ██████████████████████████. Then you can't inflict pain on those who might worry about you, like I did. Whoever ends up here, I'll ████████████████████████.
EZIO AUDITORE
█████████████████████ the weight of our lives on your shoulders.
YUNA YUKI
[ Instead of, you know, an actual proper letter, Yuna gets a doodle of a cosmos (it doesn't look this good) with a note at the bottom: ]
It's not like I can pick flowers here, but ███████████! I can still █████████████ with you guys every week, that's enough for me. Thank Shinnosuke and Jason for me.
First of all, I'm sorry. █████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████
Secondly, I █████ want you to worry about me. ████████. I'm not too happy ███████████████████, but I'm alive for now, and so is everyone else. We woke up in this place that's kind of between two worlds. It reminds me a little bit of Twilight Town. Have you ever sat on top of the bell tower above the plaza? You can watch everyone's tracks as they come and go, but it feels like a world all its own up there. That's kind of what it's like here.
Everybody that's died so far is here--I think we'll be here until the end of the game. So that means you █████ give up ████, all right? You're still ███████████. You still have a ██████ to ████████████████. Hopefully by now you've ███████████████████████████████████████████████. If you ███████, ████████████████████ when you get the chance. I can't give you ███████████, in case someone ██████████████████ before you can ███████, but I hope it'll ██████████████████████████.
I know it's hard, █████████████████████████, but you can█████████████ yet. Things are hard, and they're probably going to get harder before all is said and done. But if you don't █████████████ never get anywhere. You're stronger than you think, and you can use all those things you're ███████████████████ even more strength. █████ let go of those ████████, Xion. They might seem like a ████████, but they'll guide you through the █████████████.
I'll be looking out for you from here. Be careful and take care of yourself.
Riku
NOCTIS
Noctis,
It's Riku. I know I died last week, but we seem to be waiting in some sort of limbo until the game's over. So far, everyone who's died has turned up here ███████████████████████████████████████████████████████. ██████████████ too much about us. The dying part wasn't great, but I guess it could have been worse.
I need to ask a favor, though. Look out for Xion for me.
Take care of Xion for me. You've probably realized it already, but she ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████. She'll ███████████████████████████████ as this game continues.
I'm sure you're surprised to hear from me. I'm surprised to be in a position to be writing. But there are more mysteries in this place than you or I could ever have guessed. My time in the world we know may be ended, but I still have time. Certain hardships are not escapeable. It's a sad truth, I'm afraid, but one we all must accept. Would that I could truly speak to you, but I'm afraid this is the only way to make my words heard. What a miracle, that the voiceless can still speak! I thought I'd lost my chance to communicate with you ever again.
I wanted very much to thank you. For everything, not just that night you found me. I'm sorry we had so little time to get to know one another, your company made this hellish month bearable. I consider you my first friend, or at least the first person I've called 'friend' and meant something by it. I once read that only silence is a true friend, but I don't believe that any longer. You've given me pleasant things to remember, and I hope you know that. Though I must admit in truth, it's the quiet moments I find myself thinking of most. I hope you can understand what I'm trying to impart to you. These things don't come easily to me. There are words of the head and words of the heart, as it's been said, and I am far more well versed in the former. I've never been one to act on my heart, to let my emotions dictate my actions. People can do such unbelievable and foolish things, when they allow their emotions and feelings to override good sense and decency. Perhaps in that sense I'm lucky. I've known no great love, never found myself tangled so deeply with anyone else. I think it would make everything the harder, had I. I did feel the start of it, once. But it led to ruin and death and a loss of any hope I had for a life of my own even so. I did terrible things, driven by this emotion. It's hardly a unique story, but one I feel the need to share with you while I can. I think I had been ready to give up, before all of this. I am not ready to give up now.
I fear I'm stumbling with my words, but I suppose there are simply some things that cannot be said. Some things can't even be written, they defy words. The face is the mirror of the mind, the eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart. Some saint said that, I think. I find it easier to use others' words, when expressing myself. Sometimes it's the only way one can express themselves, like this. But I put pen to paper in the deepest hope that my words truly find you.
Be careful. I would like to see you survive this madness, and fair far better than I. I wish I could give you some help, some advice, but I'm sure you know that anything I wrote pertaining to the game would never make it to you. It's a challenge, choosing what to say and what to take out. Do I take out the longing, the love, the grave ennui? That's the challenge. I'd say more, but... We can't have a nice easy...anything. I hope that this serves instead. Just keep in mind that threats can come from the most unlikely places.
I also hope...something was said for me. I was always told I would die alone and forgotten, and no one would be there to speak at my grave. I have long feared no one would say a word when I died. Don't let it be a truth.
Please tell Barnham that it wasn't his fault, there was nothing he could have done. I imagine he's taking it poorly, he takes his oaths and his duties very seriously. He's a good man and guilt is such a terrible thing. As I said. Certain hardships. If you share this letter with anyone, share it with him.
I will miss you. And I will think of you, for however long I am capable of thought. I'm sure you understand that I hope we don't see one another again. But if we do...at least you know that someone is here for you. One truth I have learned in this is that our connections with other people matter. To have a bond, a connection with another here...it makes all of the difference.
Remember me whenever you're drinking under the stars.
[ This letter will be on a countertop, no addressee. ]
How you doing out there? Sleeping well? Feeling relieved you got that nasty ol' murder over with? Patting yourselves on the back for having the mercy to knock me out first?
Disgusting.
I was pretending to be a coward, but you're the real cowards, murdering a defenseless man and monkey who didn't do a damn thing to you or anyone else here. I'd say I won't forgive you as long as I live, but whoops! It looks like I've passed my expiration date, so let's just round that up to "never." I will NEVER forgive you. And when you join me on this side, I'll make sure you don't forget it.
See you soon, assholes~ ♥ Simon
SHINNOSUKE
Guys like you and me suck at friendship, but all the same I felt it was only right for me to write to you. I had an intense internal debate, like seriously intense, whether I should write something meaningful, or whether I should draw a picture of you and me holding hands, surrounded by hearts and bubbles, with a pair of pure white doves carrying a rainbow banner above our heads, reading "BFFs" in golden calligraphic letters..
Anyway, I spilled beer on the picture. Good luck out there.
[ There's actually no letter for Yuna. Instead, there's a small sketch of what appears to be a portrait of her! It's done in a familiar style and appears similar to the painting of Tiara. Written in the margins of the sketch is a small message: ]
I'm fairly certain you missed most of what I was saying, but I don't know what else I expected. At least you got the most important part. Kind of. Maybe. Not actually really, but I don't know how much clearer I can be without pieces and parts being censored. I didn't get the best look at the letter after the fact, but some of the things that got taken out were ridiculous and wouldn't have helped you much. Others I halfway expected to be missing.
Stop hanging around my grave. It's depressing. Take Mrs. O'Leary on walks around town instead.
Try to eat something healthy for a change. I probably spent everything I could getting you that food, but who knows.
I think we were probably the best couple around. Try not to be a complete moron.
I know that last request is impossible.
It's so frustrating to know things and know they won't get through to you. But I'm writing anyway, and trying anyway, because what else can I really do? Be careful who you adopt, Jackson. Please.
I wonder what this letter will go through. Still, it's okay if I write to you, right? Someone probably reads them to you, since you can't read them. So I'll address you both!
To the reader for Shinnosuke: Take care of him. I like him a lot! He's precious to me. and for others too. I have a younger brother with a blunt mouth. He has a young child who is endearing but also vicious (to me, at least). So if you combined them, you get something like Shinnosuke. Also, please take care of yourself too!
To Shinnosuke: You know what's scarier than being dead? Being hated, and being forgotten. My little brother thought I didn't love him, because I forgot his name. The wish to convince Ezio to follow along was for his young friend, who hates me. But he loves my brother, so surely it will work out? They'll be happy I was hated by the town though, and by my friends for what I did... I haven't forgotten. You caught him though, congrats. I can't say things will look good when us easy target gave up our lives... I'll pray for your success. I wish I could help.
SARA VALESTEIN
You found the person I protected. You're right, I'm selfish for playing this game... maybe we should have died for disobeying? We could leave some note that would be more useful, and you'd have Von Karma still around. Maybe then, you'd have to figure out who killed us. Or we'd just be more discarded bodies.
I promised Ezio for what we were doing, no innocent person would die for our actions.
Technically, no one did for our crime. So in the end, it led up to this. Was that okay? Being good is difficult here when this happens. So is being forced to be a bad person.
Why are these murders so difficult for you guys? I bet we're the only bandits stupid enough to give ourselves up so you guys don't feel guilty for mistakes. Mistakes will happen! But, I bet this graveyard will get filled with people til one is left standing, just like those onlookers wanted. People depend on you though, you dying would be sad. So don't die, lonely old lady.
YUNA YUKI
[ The envelope to this letter (or maybe the note folded into an envelop shape) is covered in black smudges. On the inside, there's two paper birds, painted over black with ink. Of course, Higekiri is not an artist, she can talk to Ezio for that... wait.
One of those birds is... cut up to pieces? Geez, that's morbid. ]
Some birds are prized for their beautiful colors and feathers. Other birds can be cherished for their lovely voice and their songs. So what about plainer birds that cannot sing? Well, they still live. They find mates too.
When voiceless birds never make a sound, they can hunt and no one would suspect anything.
XION
[ In the envelope, there's a green bird made of folded paper... like the color of a certain kind of tea they shared? ]
This is an a bush warbler. I knew someone named after this bird. He really liked green tea... It's good for you, I think. Drink a lot, okay?
MILLA MAXWELL
[ Someone was using most of the colored paints, so uh, enjoy this lovely not!masterpiece, Milla. ]
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WANTED POSTERS
NEW FEATURES
BONFIRE
But it couldn't be, right? Isn't she buried?
(Those who notice will see the grave undug, the body missing completely.)
The Sheriff will look up to anyone who approaches, giving a gruff morning in response as he continues to watch the fire burn. ]
THE SHERIFF
But mostly, sitting in his rocking chair and carving pieces of wood while chewing tobacco. ]
???
LETTERS
It's just a post office now, and it seems there's been a delivery. ]
ANNABETH CHASE
Seaweed Brain,
Hey. Some of this might get ████████ even though I'm trying ███████████████████████████████████, so I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense. I'll try to stay █████ enough you get the █████ that ██████. ███ attention, idiot. Whatever does get through, I'm specifically ██████ every █████████████████████, so ████ waste this ██████.
You're you, so you might wonder if this is a trick a little less than I would, but you'll still wonder. You drank fire water once when I asked you to, remember? No one else was there. The second time you kissed me back, we'd just been thrown off a dock and you kept the water away. The first time we ever kissed was before that, but you're a moron and didn't kiss back, so it doesn't entirely count. The first time you kissed me back was just before we got thrown into the lake. Your mother and I met up a lot while you were gone, did I tell you? She's the reason you like blue food. You wanted me to like New Rome because you saw a future for us there. Once someone tried to defeat us with Groupons. That was ██████. Neither of us is ever going to like ████████████.
Believe me yet? Here's the part that ███████. Your ████████████████████████ a wish for playing him a ████, with the rule that he couldn't ████ around or it'd be undone. Do you remember the █████? If you stop putting in ██████, you've turned around. So don't stop, Percy. The ██████ matters, and you need to focus on that. Understood?
There's more that ███████, too. I'm sorry. Not for making █████████████, because that was still the right choice and I suppose the situation right now means I automatically get the last word there. Maybe I should ███████████████████████████████ now that you can't even put up a ████████████████? That would maybe be a little cruel, though. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything about it, so I'm trying to do something for you now. And don't blame yourself over it, like you are. You shouldn't. Just be the ████ I know you are.
I'm not going to say I forgive you because there's nothing there to forgive. Don't be stupid.
I love you. You owe me a funeral, though. Remember the one we held after the labyrinth, the first time, with the burial shroud? Burn one for me, Perseus.
-Annabeth
HARRY POTTER
Mr. Keepsake █████,
If you let anything happen to my boyfriend, I will find a way to destroy you from the great ██████.
Sincerely,
Annabeth Chase
P.S. Do your ████.
JASON TODD
Hey,
You're almost definitely going to get yourself killed with a ███████████ sooner rather than later, but █████████ on the post office thing, I guess. Maybe try to ████ it down a little? Or ████ it up a lot. Either way.
-Annabeth Chase
SHINNOSUKE ARISU
Shinnosuke,
I actually █████ you. ████ job re: the post office. Even if I'm pretty sure that puts you in reckless not remotely ██████ teenager-ville, but we both already knew ████ was a █████. Jackass.
-Annabeth Chase
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LETTER █
NAME
LETTER
NAME
LETTER
TARVEK STURMVORAUS
I don't know how █████████████████, but I don't want you to be too █████. I █████ tell you everything I know, and █████████ for that.
However let me assure you we're okay. Not alive, but we're okay. Riku is here, everyone else is here. We look fantastic!
But don't let this ████████████████████████████████████, Xion. Look, it's important someone who █████████████████████████████████. If not █████████ someone you trust and would want the best for everyone. Do everything you can to ensure it.
Be strong, Xion, you have our support.
--Prince Aaronev Tarvek Sturmvoraus
YUNA YUKI
We're okay. By the way, make sure you don't fall in the ██████████ underneath the ████. It's not a place ██████████████████████.
--Prince Aaronev Tarvek Sturmvoraus
HIGEKIRI
Don't worry, I won't write you a █████ letter. This is perhaps a way to say this is possible, for me to contact you? What you told me before I died will ████████████, I █████ tell ██████. I've been informed that this ███████████████████████, so I'll figure ways around it. I want to help you. ████████████ you say, I believe you're a ███████████.
Of course if you died, we could keep each other company and we could enjoy this game without mystery or suffering. ██████████████████████████. Then you can't inflict pain on those who might worry about you, like I did. Whoever ends up here, I'll ████████████████████████.
EZIO AUDITORE
█████████████████████ the weight of our lives on your shoulders.
YUNA YUKI
[ Instead of, you know, an actual proper letter, Yuna gets a doodle of a cosmos (it doesn't look this good) with a note at the bottom: ]
It's not like I can pick flowers here, but ███████████! I can still █████████████ with you guys every week, that's enough for me. Thank Shinnosuke and Jason for me.
NUI HARIUME
█████████████
█████████████████████████
███████
XOXOX,
Nui ♡
NISHA
Hey kid. Looks like it wasn't the end. ████ see you later, █████ disappoint me.
RIKU
Xion,
First of all, I'm sorry. █████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████
Secondly, I █████ want you to worry about me. ████████. I'm not too happy ███████████████████, but I'm alive for now, and so is everyone else. We woke up in this place that's kind of between two worlds. It reminds me a little bit of Twilight Town. Have you ever sat on top of the bell tower above the plaza? You can watch everyone's tracks as they come and go, but it feels like a world all its own up there. That's kind of what it's like here.
Everybody that's died so far is here--I think we'll be here until the end of the game. So that means you █████ give up ████, all right? You're still ███████████. You still have a ██████ to ████████████████. Hopefully by now you've ███████████████████████████████████████████████. If you ███████, ████████████████████ when you get the chance. I can't give you ███████████, in case someone ██████████████████ before you can ███████, but I hope it'll ██████████████████████████.
I know it's hard, █████████████████████████, but you can█████████████ yet. Things are hard, and they're probably going to get harder before all is said and done. But if you don't █████████████ never get anywhere. You're stronger than you think, and you can use all those things you're ███████████████████ even more strength. █████ let go of those ████████, Xion. They might seem like a ████████, but they'll guide you through the █████████████.
I'll be looking out for you from here. Be careful and take care of yourself.
Riku
NOCTIS
Noctis,
It's Riku. I know I died last week, but we seem to be waiting in some sort of limbo until the game's over. So far, everyone who's died has turned up here ███████████████████████████████████████████████████████. ██████████████ too much about us. The dying part wasn't great, but I guess it could have been worse.
I need to ask a favor, though. Look out for Xion for me.
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Riku
MILLA MAXWELL
Milla,
Take care of Xion for me. You've probably realized it already, but she ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████. She'll ███████████████████████████████ as this game continues.
I'm counting on you.
Riku
LUST
Eliot,
I'm sure you're surprised to hear from me. I'm surprised to be in a position to be writing. But there are more mysteries in this place than you or I could ever have guessed. My time in the world we know may be ended, but I still have time. Certain hardships are not escapeable. It's a sad truth, I'm afraid, but one we all must accept. Would that I could truly speak to you, but I'm afraid this is the only way to make my words heard. What a miracle, that the voiceless can still speak! I thought I'd lost my chance to communicate with you ever again.
I wanted very much to thank you. For everything, not just that night you found me. I'm sorry we had so little time to get to know one another, your company made this hellish month bearable. I consider you my first friend, or at least the first person I've called 'friend' and meant something by it. I once read that only silence is a true friend, but I don't believe that any longer. You've given me pleasant things to remember, and I hope you know that. Though I must admit in truth, it's the quiet moments I find myself thinking of most. I hope you can understand what I'm trying to impart to you. These things don't come easily to me. There are words of the head and words of the heart, as it's been said, and I am far more well versed in the former. I've never been one to act on my heart, to let my emotions dictate my actions. People can do such unbelievable and foolish things, when they allow their emotions and feelings to override good sense and decency. Perhaps in that sense I'm lucky. I've known no great love, never found myself tangled so deeply with anyone else. I think it would make everything the harder, had I. I did feel the start of it, once. But it led to ruin and death and a loss of any hope I had for a life of my own even so. I did terrible things, driven by this emotion. It's hardly a unique story, but one I feel the need to share with you while I can. I think I had been ready to give up, before all of this. I am not ready to give up now.
I fear I'm stumbling with my words, but I suppose there are simply some things that cannot be said. Some things can't even be written, they defy words. The face is the mirror of the mind, the eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart. Some saint said that, I think. I find it easier to use others' words, when expressing myself. Sometimes it's the only way one can express themselves, like this. But I put pen to paper in the deepest hope that my words truly find you.
Be careful. I would like to see you survive this madness, and fair far better than I. I wish I could give you some help, some advice, but I'm sure you know that anything I wrote pertaining to the game would never make it to you. It's a challenge, choosing what to say and what to take out. Do I take out the longing, the love, the grave ennui? That's the challenge. I'd say more, but... We can't have a nice easy...anything. I hope that this serves instead. Just keep in mind that threats can come from the most unlikely places.
I also hope...something was said for me. I was always told I would die alone and forgotten, and no one would be there to speak at my grave. I have long feared no one would say a word when I died. Don't let it be a truth.
Please tell Barnham that it wasn't his fault, there was nothing he could have done. I imagine he's taking it poorly, he takes his oaths and his duties very seriously. He's a good man and guilt is such a terrible thing. As I said. Certain hardships. If you share this letter with anyone, share it with him.
I will miss you. And I will think of you, for however long I am capable of thought. I'm sure you understand that I hope we don't see one another again. But if we do...at least you know that someone is here for you. One truth I have learned in this is that our connections with other people matter. To have a bond, a connection with another here...it makes all of the difference.
Remember me whenever you're drinking under the stars.
Sincerest wishes,
Lust
P.S: I told you.
SIMON
[ This letter will be on a countertop, no addressee. ]
How you doing out there? Sleeping well? Feeling relieved you got that nasty ol' murder over with? Patting yourselves on the back for having the mercy to knock me out first?
Disgusting.
I was pretending to be a coward, but you're the real cowards, murdering a defenseless man and monkey who didn't do a damn thing to you or anyone else here. I'd say I won't forgive you as long as I live, but whoops! It looks like I've passed my expiration date, so let's just round that up to "never." I will NEVER forgive you. And when you join me on this side, I'll make sure you don't forget it.
See you soon, assholes~ ♥
Simon
SHINNOSUKE
Guys like you and me suck at friendship, but all the same I felt it was only right for me to write to you. I had an intense internal debate, like seriously intense, whether I should write something meaningful, or whether I should draw a picture of you and me holding hands, surrounded by hearts and bubbles, with a pair of pure white doves carrying a rainbow banner above our heads, reading "BFFs" in golden calligraphic letters..
Anyway, I spilled beer on the picture. Good luck out there.
L♥ve,
ur alibuddy
EZIO
[ There's actually no letter for Yuna. Instead, there's a small sketch of what appears to be a portrait of her! It's done in a familiar style and appears similar to the painting of Tiara. Written in the margins of the sketch is a small message: ]
I thought I would try something different.
ANNABETH CHASE
Idiot,
I'm fairly certain you missed most of what I was saying, but I don't know what else I expected. At least you got the most important part. Kind of. Maybe. Not actually really, but I don't know how much clearer I can be without pieces and parts being censored. I didn't get the best look at the letter after the fact, but some of the things that got taken out were ridiculous and wouldn't have helped you much. Others I halfway expected to be missing.
Stop hanging around my grave. It's depressing. Take Mrs. O'Leary on walks around town instead.
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Try to eat something healthy for a change. I probably spent everything I could getting you that food, but who knows.
I think we were probably the best couple around. Try not to be a complete moron.
I know that last request is impossible.
It's so frustrating to know things and know they won't get through to you. But I'm writing anyway, and trying anyway, because what else can I really do? Be careful who you adopt, Jackson. Please.
I love you. You can do this.
-Annabeth
RIKU
When I told you to be careful, breaking into the gunsmith was EXACTLY the type of thing I was telling you to avoid!
I mean, I guess I can't blame you, but still. Take care of yourself!
Riku
[ And then another -- ]
Xion,
Not much to report.
We're still here.
Waiting.
Tarvek's okay.
I think he wrote?
Nisha's shown up.
She had a role.
I think you know.
We all talk here.
Discuss what happened.
Not much to do.
We're waiting.
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Did they ever go to Neverland? If you start from London, you can get there.
I went to London, but I left Captain Hook's ship before we reached Neverland.
Still, I remember what he said: from London, it's the second star to the right.
We're watching you from here. I've still got faith. Don't take any stupid risks.
Riku
HIGEKIRI
I wonder what this letter will go through. Still, it's okay if I write to you, right? Someone probably reads them to you, since you can't read them. So I'll address you both!
To the reader for Shinnosuke:
Take care of him. I like him a lot! He's precious to me. and for others too. I have a younger brother with a blunt mouth. He has a young child who is endearing but also vicious (to me, at least). So if you combined them, you get something like Shinnosuke. Also, please take care of yourself too!
To Shinnosuke:
You know what's scarier than being dead? Being hated, and being forgotten. My little brother thought I didn't love him, because I forgot his name. The wish to convince Ezio to follow along was for his young friend, who hates me. But he loves my brother, so surely it will work out? They'll be happy I was hated by the town though, and by my friends for what I did... I haven't forgotten. You caught him though, congrats. I can't say things will look good when us easy target gave up our lives... I'll pray for your success. I wish I could help.
SARA VALESTEIN
You found the person I protected. You're right, I'm selfish for playing this game... maybe we should have died for disobeying? We could leave some note that would be more useful, and you'd have Von Karma still around. Maybe then, you'd have to figure out who killed us. Or we'd just be more discarded bodies.
I promised Ezio for what we were doing, no innocent person would die for our actions.
Technically, no one did for our crime. So in the end, it led up to this. Was that okay? Being good is difficult here when this happens. So is being forced to be a bad person.
Why are these murders so difficult for you guys? I bet we're the only bandits stupid enough to give ourselves up so you guys don't feel guilty for mistakes. Mistakes will happen! But, I bet this graveyard will get filled with people til one is left standing, just like those onlookers wanted. People depend on you though, you dying would be sad. So don't die, lonely old lady.
YUNA YUKI
[ The envelope to this letter (or maybe the note folded into an envelop shape) is covered in black smudges. On the inside, there's two paper birds, painted over black with ink. Of course, Higekiri is not an artist, she can talk to Ezio for that... wait.
One of those birds is... cut up to pieces? Geez, that's morbid. ]
Some birds are prized for their beautiful colors and feathers.
Other birds can be cherished for their lovely voice and their songs.
So what about plainer birds that cannot sing? Well, they still live. They find mates too.
When voiceless birds never make a sound, they can hunt and no one would suspect anything.
XION
[ In the envelope, there's a green bird made of folded paper... like the color of a certain kind of tea they shared? ]
This is an a bush warbler. I knew someone named after this bird. He really liked green tea... It's good for you, I think. Drink a lot, okay?
MILLA MAXWELL
[ Someone was using most of the colored paints, so uh, enjoy this lovely not!masterpiece, Milla. ]
It's a bowl of roasted potatoes.