[... Honestly he expected this to backfire on them in some way, so Sanji will be the last to enter despite being the Kicky one. Hm.
He's waiting for that potential light switch before he bothers trying out the flashlight he got from [redacted] which is the only reason why Sanji is vaguely prepared. Someone offered him a brain cell.
But he's going to go directly into the middle of the room first, glancing around... any of those unidentifiable objects furniture shaped this further in?]
[There's no light switch, weirdly. In fact, if Dick's feeling up the wall for one he might feel the wall itself rippling under his hand.
As for Yasusada and Sanji, they won't be able to do much until Sanji tries out his flashlight.
With said-light, he'll be able to get a glimpse of a few things. A large couch. A bar. A basketball hoop that seems to be swaying. And on the back wall painted in red above the hoop there's a message:
"Let the game end where I treat two."
But not long after, each of them will feel a sharp prick in their neck and immediately be forced to sleep, much like what they've experienced during curfew.
...
...
...
It's hard to say how much time passes between stepping into the cabin and waking up once again, but as they come to consciousness they'll find a few things. For one, the lights are all on and they can see around the room itself. There are two long brown couches facing one another with a table in between in the center of the room, a round matching carpet under them. The basketball hoop and its ominous message are on the wall behind those couches, and to the side there are brick pillars holding up a small second-level platform. There’s a little TV stand with an old-style TV, antennae sticking out, and by the bar there’s another TV. The bar, should they explore, is stocked with lots of alcohol and canned goods…but there’s also an ouija board on it, similar to the one found on the bus.
Behind the bar, however, is a large vault door with a red X painted on it. To the right, there’s a board that looks like some sort of digital display.
Likewise, there’s a computer terminal against a wall, and a red box on the floor. There’s an opening toward the back to step into another hall and go for another room.
But oh. Before they get much further in their exploration, they may want to check out the thick, black collars on their necks with blinking red lights. Those probably aren’t great.]
[Wow I can't believe they're going to get their heads blown off
Anyway, first of all, rude. STOP KNOCKING PEOPLE UNCONSCIOUS he could've hurt himself, and by hurt himself I mean drop his sword!! But he is, naturally, immediately distracted from looking around by the collars, and he reaches up, tugging his scarf away so he can touch his own.]
dick doesn't have time to react to much before he's knocked unconscious, which is. a thing that happened for all of them. can he look at his stupid glowstick to figure out how much time passed by how faded it is. probably not, but he will try.
much like yams, his hands immediately go the collar around his neck, searching for any kind of indentation or weakness or even a lock he can pick, because, actually, this isn't his first time in collars ]
Wall rippled before we got knocked out. [ his voice is a bit rough, and it's hard to tell if it's from just waking up or being a little growl-y at. this. ] You guys okay? No injuries?
[ status report is important. he doesn't quite wait for the answer to go directly to the computer terminal because. sometimes.
God but Sanji is stressed when he comes to, hands also flying up to his neck. He doesn't bother to try and pull off the collar -- shit is never that simple -- but his expression is rigid and ready to throw down as he slowly picks himself off the floor]
M'fine. C'mon, let's pick shit to look at so we can be done with this.
[Sanji and Dick: not my first rodeo]
Imma check out the bar first.
[Which is where he zooms, and thus finds that ouija board mocking them. Hm, don't like this! And since he does not want to waste time here, Sanji's going to spell out "How do we escape" just on the off-chance that... solves it. YOU DID IT, CHEF]
[RIP to all of them. The first thing they'll notice upon checking the collar is that it's bulky and it seems as though there are pins stuck into their neck to hold it in place. It's a little on the heavy side, too.
Dick can check out the terminal, but what he will find is a singular screen with two options: K-Team, and L-Team.
As Sanji examines the bar, he'll find a lot of alcohol, but the board itself seems to be waiting. As Sanji asks though, the board begins to move on its own.]
Sometimes life is simply unfair.
[After a moment, the TV turns on by itself, static obscuring the picture and the audio distorted. As they listen though, it will sometimes sound like a woman, and sometimes like a man. Nothing too entirely distinct, but the words are clear.]
Don’t you think? It’s the same for all of you. The pull of an unjust fate carried you along to this moment, only to find yourselves trapped in this camp.
[The picture on the screen changes to a map, three colored sections blocked off to divide a building into thirds.]
As you can see, this place is divided into three sections. Reiju, Wally, Nagasone. You are in R-Ward, and henchforth shall be known as R-Team. Reiju, you are this team's leader. Sanji, Dick, and Yasusada. You are in S-Ward, and henchforth shall be known as S-Team. As you may presume, Sanji, you are this team's leader. And finally, Tim, Luffy, and Kashuu. You are in T-Ward, and henceforth shall be known as T-Team. Time, you are this team's leader.
You may wander as you wish throughout your ward, though perhaps you may wish to dedicate your time wisely as there is a limit.
[The image changes to a picture of the door on the wall before them.]
See this door? It is clearly marked with an X. This door shall be your escape from this place. The door itself is easy enough to open. Simply obtain the X-Pass and input them into the device beside it. Six X-Passes are needed for the door to unlock.
[And if they look to the board beside the door, it now reads: R-Team, S-Team, and T-Team with six slots for each team.]
One X-Pass shall be announced every time someone dies. In blunter terms, if six of you die, the rest will gain all passwords and be able to open the door. One caveat: the door only remains open for 30 seconds. Once those seconds pass, the door will close and it will never open again.
[Now, the image on screen begins to rotate, showing images of the other teams in similar lounges in different colors. Each team is shown with similar collars as well, watching their own screens, listening to their own instructions.]
I'm sure you're all wondering: how can I kill six people? I will provide you with one opportunity. By majority vote, determine one team to execute. The team names are displayed on the monitor of your computer. Choose the team you've decided to eliminate. Each team gets one vote. The leader must submit it for the group. Your deadline is fifteen minutes from now. Any team that hasn't voted when the time limit is up shall be penalized two votes. The group with two or more votes shall lose. Every member of that team will be executed.
Let us begin.
[The screen goes dark, and they're left alone, the collars blinking almost cheerfully as the screen displays their options.
[THANKS FOR LEAVING HIM ON THE FLOOR Y'ALL. But no, after fiddling with the collar, he'll get to his feet as well. His grip on his vessel is tight, but as soon as the screen flashes to life and the voice begins speaking, his grip on it goes white-knuckled.
Just because Yasusada was the one to bring it up, it doesn't mean that he's impervious. He'd been braced for mentions, visions, of Okita--he's never made that devotion a secret. So to hear those names instead, especially when he hasn't told anyone about Nagasone... he stands, frozen, all the color draining out of his face.]
[ dick takes a step back from the vote monitor the second the voice tells them exactly what it's for, fists balled at his side. He knows, of course, that this is probably fake-- they'd talked about it earlier, and Wally is-- Wally West is dead and gone and Tim isn't here, but that doesn't make it any easier to look at them on that screen or hear their names.
(They look like his, but then again, so did Jason. So even if they were real-- who exactly would it be that he's condemning?)
He shakes his head and goes for the red box on the floor instead, to see if he can't open it. ]
Everybody stay-- [ he almost says whelmed before he remembers who he's with ] calm. We talked about this-- they're not real. This entire camp has access to our memories.
[ ... but that doesn't mean he's eager to play along and kill, even in a simulation, so: ]
Let's try to find a different solution first before we engage in anything. I've more than had my fair share of playing death games.
[Speaking directly to his fellow castlemate first (who I didn't even realize was on the floor, I'm weeping), once the announcement ends and Sanji has forced himself to breathe a hiss through his teeth.] The castle pulled something like this; this shit isn't real.
[Which is. What Dick said. But team player Sanji seems to have vacated the premises for now. He drops his eyes back to the ouija board with a barely contained scowl]
But if it comes down to it, let's just get this shit out in the open before we're pressed for time: pick Reiju's team. If she's the lead, she won't vote for me.
[And after that little declaration, he'll finally return to surveying the room... before going right back to that board. What does 'Let the game end where I treat two' mean?
It doesn't make sense to leave a riddle if there's no way to solve it, he hopes.]
Lemme know what you guys are looking at so we don't overlap.
[Sure hope someone's keeping track of the time here. As it is, they'll be able to take some time to themselves to think and also stop dropping Yams on the floor. Seriously what the fuck.
Perhaps it isn't real, but Sanji's declaration's out there which means Dick and Yasusada can agree or contest it. Sanji will have to study that board for a while if he ever plans to figure out what the hell it means, but if he looks at the angle just right, he might notice that the letters are wavering and moving, as if the message itself is daring to change.
Why film live. Tame less.
Meanwhile, Dick will get a better look at that box! And wouldn't you know it? It says FORCE QUIT BOX right on it, a small display screen at the top and a keyboard installed in the lid for password input.
[I'M SO SORRY DICK but it's true--Yasusada hears Dick's words, but Sanji's are the ones that reach him more clearly. He drags in a shaky break, nodding--and it's unsteady, but he's... he's trying. He's got a death grip on his sword, but he is.]
Kiyomitsu wouldn't... he wouldn't vote for-- for me.
[So. There's that.
He knows absolutely nothing about technology, so he'll leave all that to them. Instead, he'll head for the second story platform. Is there anything for him to see up here?]
[ it's fine, dick knows he's the third wheel of this party. literally. there's a grimace on his face when sanji mentions it, but-- ]
... Tim and Wally wouldn't go for a vote at all. [ it's said with conviction, despite everything. dick wouldn't, either, but he's not team leader here, and-- he reminds himself-- it's not real. it can't be. he's sort of keeping track of the time, because Someone has to, but he's a lot more curious about: ] There's a "force quit" box here. It needs a password.
[ he'll look the box all over in case there's a secret hint or something else in it before looking around the bar and computer in general to see if there's anything else ]
[All of them having to acknowledge who they get to betray in about 14 minutes. It's great. They're having a great time.
Sanji watches Yasusada climb off for that little loft before he blows out a second sigh to release some tension. Okay good, puppy sword is on board with what they need to do. He'll go back to the ouija board, staring at it for a long-ass while before he sees those shimmering letters]
Why... film live... Tame less?
[Da fuck]
Maybe this is the password for it. Come give this a look, Dick.
[Just to verify he's not hallucinating]
Should we try this on the "force quit" box? Shit, I don't even know what that entails...
[Well the words on the back wall by the basketball hoop aren't changing once they settle on "why film live tame less" so that's probably something but who the hell knows. The force quit box itself looks like the password is six characters long, so good luck with that!!
Meanwhile, Yasusada can crawl his way up to the second story loft and he'll find what looks like a series of numbers carved into the floor. They don't seem to have an order but for reference they are 122964130106290318020812. But if he looks around he'll find two other items tucked away in a corner. One is a small bobby pin with a golden bell attached, and the other is...a clamshell? Okay.]
[That's... hm. That's a lot of numbers. Yasusada stares at them for a minute, uncomfortably touching his collar once again, before he shuffles off to investigate further. He locates the pin, and the clamshell, frowning at them curiously--carefully, he'll bring them back downstairs.
How's their time, guys.]
I found these... and there are some numbers upstairs, on the floor.
[ dick grabs the box and brings it over to look at what sanji is staring at, very aware of the notion of time passing. ]
The keyboard for the password is numbers. There's six spaces. Yasusada, how many numbers are there upstairs? [ whether they should be activating the force quit or not... he thinks they should at least figure that much out. but that doesn't mean he won't still come solve a different puzzle. he's grabbing a notebook from his pocket and writing down the words from the wall when he gets there, but-- ] An anagram, right? It makes no sense on its own.
[ he writes down the letters individually, mouthing to himself as he scribbles rather frantically in his notebook something the player absolutely didn't solve on her own ]
Will... Fail... them...? No, wait. [ he pauses, and looks up at the wall once more with a twist to his mouth ] "I will save them myself". Isn't it?
[ he finally looks at yams and. hm. there's an odd look to his eye as he sees the pin and clamshell, but he doesn't comment on it. ]
[HE SAYS THIS SO APPRECIATIVELY and even claps Dick on the back, well done, sir. Less work for Sanji, and he is always loves that.]
I'm willing to take you at your word... but is that a riddle for another puzzle in here?
[Because that sounds like... one hell of a declaration that Sanji feels almost uncomfortable hearing. For reasons. At least that bell pin is adorable.]
Great, and we got two trinkets that probably go somewhere... [Hm] Here, lemme borrow your notebook, Dick. I'll go write down the numbers.
[Because Yams is an old sword and it just seems mean to make him do it]
[Well neither I nor Yasusada have any clue what's going on, but he will definitely appreciate Sanji writing the numbers down!! He can read them but it's a pain, okay.
He'll bring the sex boat trinkets over to Dick and just sort of. Hover nearby, anxiously looking around. Is there anything else he can do to help...]
[ but yeah dick absolutely let sanji write the numbers and i will be nice to marie and say he came back with them, but looking at them he kind of ... huffs. ]
Okay, that's a lot more than six. [ four times as many, in fact. god. he brings a hand up to his mouth as he thinks ] Six number passwords are usually things like-- [ and his eyes flick over to the not at all sex boat trinkets as he remembers another fun password he had to enter not too long ago with someone who may or may not have been wearing that bell-- ] Dates. We've got twenty four numbers on there, so-- four sets?
[From a meta level, Sanji being here is hilarious and he will never learn why.
Though he sees poor Yams being anxious and after a pause:]
There might be some shit hidden around the room still. Check everything, even the shitty couch cushions if you gotta. The more ground we cover, the more time we'll have to prepare for-- [Another pause, before a grimace. WELL. Yams knows what he's talking about.
God though, as for those numbers, Sanji arches a brow in Dick's direction]
Ain't this cabin Heart's? So I dunno, what's Gramps' birthday?
[UUUUUH]
020...8...06. There. Their new birthday.
[Said with a perfectly deadpan expression because HOW THE FUCK IS HE GONNA KNOW, SIR--]
[OH GOOD, orders. Is... is there a way to keep track of time in here?? He's still worried, but it gives him something to do, so he'll scurry over to the couches first and check them. The cushions, underneath them, behind them--anything to find? Anything on the table between them]
[While Yasusada is searching the couch, he'll come up with a few things! Namely, there's an untitled bluray, some spare change, and a pair of nail clippers? Hm. Ultimately unhelpful, but he will also find a knife, so that's...good. It looks like a regular kitchen knife? What the fuck is that doing in the couch.
The timer is still going. There's probably like five minutes left.]
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He's waiting for that potential light switch before he bothers trying out the flashlight he got from [redacted] which is the only reason why Sanji is vaguely prepared. Someone offered him a brain cell.
But he's going to go directly into the middle of the room first, glancing around... any of those unidentifiable objects furniture shaped this further in?]
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As for Yasusada and Sanji, they won't be able to do much until Sanji tries out his flashlight.
With said-light, he'll be able to get a glimpse of a few things. A large couch. A bar. A basketball hoop that seems to be swaying. And on the back wall painted in red above the hoop there's a message:
"Let the game end where I treat two."
But not long after, each of them will feel a sharp prick in their neck and immediately be forced to sleep, much like what they've experienced during curfew.
...
...
...
It's hard to say how much time passes between stepping into the cabin and waking up once again, but as they come to consciousness they'll find a few things. For one, the lights are all on and they can see around the room itself. There are two long brown couches facing one another with a table in between in the center of the room, a round matching carpet under them. The basketball hoop and its ominous message are on the wall behind those couches, and to the side there are brick pillars holding up a small second-level platform. There’s a little TV stand with an old-style TV, antennae sticking out, and by the bar there’s another TV. The bar, should they explore, is stocked with lots of alcohol and canned goods…but there’s also an ouija board on it, similar to the one found on the bus.
Behind the bar, however, is a large vault door with a red X painted on it. To the right, there’s a board that looks like some sort of digital display.
Likewise, there’s a computer terminal against a wall, and a red box on the floor. There’s an opening toward the back to step into another hall and go for another room.
But oh. Before they get much further in their exploration, they may want to check out the thick, black collars on their necks with blinking red lights. Those probably aren’t great.]
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Anyway, first of all, rude. STOP KNOCKING PEOPLE UNCONSCIOUS he could've hurt himself, and by hurt himself I mean drop his sword!! But he is, naturally, immediately distracted from looking around by the collars, and he reaches up, tugging his scarf away so he can touch his own.]
Eh...?
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dick doesn't have time to react to much before he's knocked unconscious, which is. a thing that happened for all of them. can he look at his stupid glowstick to figure out how much time passed by how faded it is. probably not, but he will try.
much like yams, his hands immediately go the collar around his neck, searching for any kind of indentation or weakness or even a lock he can pick, because, actually, this isn't his first time in collars ]
Wall rippled before we got knocked out. [ his voice is a bit rough, and it's hard to tell if it's from just waking up or being a little growl-y at. this. ] You guys okay? No injuries?
[ status report is important. he doesn't quite wait for the answer to go directly to the computer terminal because. sometimes.
you are a NERD. ]
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hahaha.
Hahahahaha.
God but Sanji is stressed when he comes to, hands also flying up to his neck. He doesn't bother to try and pull off the collar -- shit is never that simple -- but his expression is rigid and ready to throw down as he slowly picks himself off the floor]
M'fine. C'mon, let's pick shit to look at so we can be done with this.
[Sanji and Dick: not my first rodeo]
Imma check out the bar first.
[Which is where he zooms, and thus finds that ouija board mocking them. Hm, don't like this! And since he does not want to waste time here, Sanji's going to spell out "How do we escape" just on the off-chance that... solves it. YOU DID IT, CHEF]
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Dick can check out the terminal, but what he will find is a singular screen with two options: K-Team, and L-Team.
As Sanji examines the bar, he'll find a lot of alcohol, but the board itself seems to be waiting. As Sanji asks though, the board begins to move on its own.]
Sometimes life is simply unfair.
[After a moment, the TV turns on by itself, static obscuring the picture and the audio distorted. As they listen though, it will sometimes sound like a woman, and sometimes like a man. Nothing too entirely distinct, but the words are clear.]
Don’t you think? It’s the same for all of you. The pull of an unjust fate carried you along to this moment, only to find yourselves trapped in this camp.
[The picture on the screen changes to a map, three colored sections blocked off to divide a building into thirds.]
As you can see, this place is divided into three sections. Reiju, Wally, Nagasone. You are in R-Ward, and henchforth shall be known as R-Team. Reiju, you are this team's leader. Sanji, Dick, and Yasusada. You are in S-Ward, and henchforth shall be known as S-Team. As you may presume, Sanji, you are this team's leader. And finally, Tim, Luffy, and Kashuu. You are in T-Ward, and henceforth shall be known as T-Team. Time, you are this team's leader.
You may wander as you wish throughout your ward, though perhaps you may wish to dedicate your time wisely as there is a limit.
[The image changes to a picture of the door on the wall before them.]
See this door? It is clearly marked with an X. This door shall be your escape from this place. The door itself is easy enough to open. Simply obtain the X-Pass and input them into the device beside it. Six X-Passes are needed for the door to unlock.
[And if they look to the board beside the door, it now reads: R-Team, S-Team, and T-Team with six slots for each team.]
One X-Pass shall be announced every time someone dies. In blunter terms, if six of you die, the rest will gain all passwords and be able to open the door. One caveat: the door only remains open for 30 seconds. Once those seconds pass, the door will close and it will never open again.
[Now, the image on screen begins to rotate, showing images of the other teams in similar lounges in different colors. Each team is shown with similar collars as well, watching their own screens, listening to their own instructions.]
I'm sure you're all wondering: how can I kill six people? I will provide you with one opportunity. By majority vote, determine one team to execute. The team names are displayed on the monitor of your computer. Choose the team you've decided to eliminate. Each team gets one vote. The leader must submit it for the group. Your deadline is fifteen minutes from now. Any team that hasn't voted when the time limit is up shall be penalized two votes. The group with two or more votes shall lose. Every member of that team will be executed.
Let us begin.
[The screen goes dark, and they're left alone, the collars blinking almost cheerfully as the screen displays their options.
They have a decision to make, it seems.]
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Just because Yasusada was the one to bring it up, it doesn't mean that he's impervious. He'd been braced for mentions, visions, of Okita--he's never made that devotion a secret. So to hear those names instead, especially when he hasn't told anyone about Nagasone... he stands, frozen, all the color draining out of his face.]
Kiyomitsu...?
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(They look like his, but then again, so did Jason. So even if they were real-- who exactly would it be that he's condemning?)
He shakes his head and goes for the red box on the floor instead, to see if he can't open it. ]
Everybody stay-- [ he almost says whelmed before he remembers who he's with ] calm. We talked about this-- they're not real. This entire camp has access to our memories.
[ ... but that doesn't mean he's eager to play along and kill, even in a simulation, so: ]
Let's try to find a different solution first before we engage in anything. I've more than had my fair share of playing death games.
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[Speaking directly to his fellow castlemate first (who I didn't even realize was on the floor, I'm weeping), once the announcement ends and Sanji has forced himself to breathe a hiss through his teeth.] The castle pulled something like this; this shit isn't real.
[Which is. What Dick said. But team player Sanji seems to have vacated the premises for now. He drops his eyes back to the ouija board with a barely contained scowl]
But if it comes down to it, let's just get this shit out in the open before we're pressed for time: pick Reiju's team. If she's the lead, she won't vote for me.
[And after that little declaration, he'll finally return to surveying the room... before going right back to that board. What does 'Let the game end where I treat two' mean?
It doesn't make sense to leave a riddle if there's no way to solve it, he hopes.]
Lemme know what you guys are looking at so we don't overlap.
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Perhaps it isn't real, but Sanji's declaration's out there which means Dick and Yasusada can agree or contest it. Sanji will have to study that board for a while if he ever plans to figure out what the hell it means, but if he looks at the angle just right, he might notice that the letters are wavering and moving, as if the message itself is daring to change.
Why film live. Tame less.
Meanwhile, Dick will get a better look at that box! And wouldn't you know it? It says FORCE QUIT BOX right on it, a small display screen at the top and a keyboard installed in the lid for password input.
So that's fine.]
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Kiyomitsu wouldn't... he wouldn't vote for-- for me.
[So. There's that.
He knows absolutely nothing about technology, so he'll leave all that to them. Instead, he'll head for the second story platform. Is there anything for him to see up here?]
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... Tim and Wally wouldn't go for a vote at all. [ it's said with conviction, despite everything. dick wouldn't, either, but he's not team leader here, and-- he reminds himself-- it's not real. it can't be. he's sort of keeping track of the time, because Someone has to, but he's a lot more curious about: ] There's a "force quit" box here. It needs a password.
[ he'll look the box all over in case there's a secret hint or something else in it before looking around the bar and computer in general to see if there's anything else ]
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Sanji watches Yasusada climb off for that little loft before he blows out a second sigh to release some tension. Okay good, puppy sword is on board with what they need to do. He'll go back to the ouija board, staring at it for a long-ass while before he sees those shimmering letters]
Why... film live... Tame less?
[Da fuck]
Maybe this is the password for it. Come give this a look, Dick.
[Just to verify he's not hallucinating]
Should we try this on the "force quit" box? Shit, I don't even know what that entails...
[-- Besides it sounding really fuckin ominous.]
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Meanwhile, Yasusada can crawl his way up to the second story loft and he'll find what looks like a series of numbers carved into the floor. They don't seem to have an order but for reference they are 122964130106290318020812. But if he looks around he'll find two other items tucked away in a corner. One is a small bobby pin with a golden bell attached, and the other is...a clamshell? Okay.]
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How's their time, guys.]
I found these... and there are some numbers upstairs, on the floor.
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The keyboard for the password is numbers. There's six spaces. Yasusada, how many numbers are there upstairs? [ whether they should be activating the force quit or not... he thinks they should at least figure that much out. but that doesn't mean he won't still come solve a different puzzle. he's grabbing a notebook from his pocket and writing down the words from the wall when he gets there, but-- ] An anagram, right? It makes no sense on its own.
[ he writes down the letters individually, mouthing to himself as he scribbles rather frantically in his notebook something the player absolutely didn't solve on her own ]
Will... Fail... them...? No, wait. [ he pauses, and looks up at the wall once more with a twist to his mouth ] "I will save them myself". Isn't it?
[ he finally looks at yams and. hm. there's an odd look to his eye as he sees the pin and clamshell, but he doesn't comment on it. ]
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[HE SAYS THIS SO APPRECIATIVELY and even claps Dick on the back, well done, sir. Less work for Sanji, and he is always loves that.]
I'm willing to take you at your word... but is that a riddle for another puzzle in here?
[Because that sounds like... one hell of a declaration that Sanji feels almost uncomfortable hearing. For reasons. At least that bell pin is adorable.]
Great, and we got two trinkets that probably go somewhere... [Hm] Here, lemme borrow your notebook, Dick. I'll go write down the numbers.
[Because Yams is an old sword and it just seems mean to make him do it]
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He'll bring the sex boat trinkets over to Dick and just sort of. Hover nearby, anxiously looking around. Is there anything else he can do to help...]
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[ but yeah dick absolutely let sanji write the numbers and i will be nice to marie and say he came back with them, but looking at them he kind of ... huffs. ]
Okay, that's a lot more than six. [ four times as many, in fact. god. he brings a hand up to his mouth as he thinks ] Six number passwords are usually things like-- [ and his eyes flick over to the not at all sex boat trinkets as he remembers another fun password he had to enter not too long ago with someone who may or may not have been wearing that bell-- ] Dates. We've got twenty four numbers on there, so-- four sets?
[ fuck you sanji start yeeting numbers ]
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Though he sees poor Yams being anxious and after a pause:]
There might be some shit hidden around the room still. Check everything, even the shitty couch cushions if you gotta. The more ground we cover, the more time we'll have to prepare for-- [Another pause, before a grimace. WELL. Yams knows what he's talking about.
God though, as for those numbers, Sanji arches a brow in Dick's direction]
Ain't this cabin Heart's? So I dunno, what's Gramps' birthday?
[UUUUUH]
020...8...06. There. Their new birthday.
[Said with a perfectly deadpan expression because HOW THE FUCK IS HE GONNA KNOW, SIR--]
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[ wait, no, focus. be amused later, there is a time limit. he's about to test the numbers before he stops ]
If we get it right, we'll be activating whatever force quitting means. Are we all okay with that? [ just. in case this is a thing ]
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[He smirks like an evil gremlin, clearly delighted to hear PH is bitching about him. Let his reputation precede him, please and thanks.
Though looking at that box... mm.]
Not gonna lie, I half-expect that shit to blow up on us.
[Blunt]
But I can't imagine why else we'd have a puzzle like that here if there wasn't a point, so... go for it.
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The timer is still going. There's probably like five minutes left.]
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He'll take the blu-ray, even though he doesn't know what it is, and the knife!! What a good baby.]
Sanji-kun, a knife for you. [SINCE SANJI IS KEEPER OF THE KNIVES I GUESS
But can he lift the rug?? He'll check around there next.]
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