catch-all: ashlyn.

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week zero, saturday.

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[we are at (throws dart) the church. she's squinting at the spot where the bible used to be.]

Who keeps stealing that book...? It's not even legible.

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Every time I come in here it's gone and then back and then gone and then back.

week zero, monday.

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[we are back at the church because the saga continues.

asa looks at the written message and then stares at the empty spot where the bible used to be.]

Wow.

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[ help. ]

Why are they so determined...

Week 0: Friday

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[ ashlyn is just standing by the bulletin board, looking at the new posters. ]

... Things are already escalating this much?

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[hi. asa is staring at this hecking catboy, lowkey disassociating.]

... Looks like they won't kill us all at once, but little by little over the next two months.

week zero, saturday.

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[glancing at her in concern after, uh, trial wraps up and they have a little downtime.]

... Are you okay?

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I'm alright.

[ ... she thinks about saying sorry to pressure you doing trial or thanks for telling me your item, but unfortunately that sounds. awkward. so she just doesn't. ]

You?

week one, monday.

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[asa is looking through the window into one of the little houses on the island, frowning.]

There's no one home?

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[ what up, she'll peek in too. ]

I haven't seen anyone around since we got here.

week one, friday.

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[hi. she's dragging herself to their room so she can more or less collapse on her bed, her arm wrapped around her stomach. she is going to throw whoever the fuck killed the dog at the livestock, actually. what the fuck.]

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[ what's up. ashlyn is sitting on the edge of her own bed, anxiously tapping her foot on the floor nonstop. but she'll give asa a quick little nod of acknowledgement. ]

Week 1: Saturday

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... We got through another one...

[ what else do you even say. jesus christ. ]

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[jesus christ!!! what the fuck.]

We did. But somehow, that feels worse...

Week 1: Sunday

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[ for the record, when asa wakes up from passing out and presumably being brought back to the cabin? ashlyn is sitting nearby watching over her.

hi hello. ]

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[help.

asa blinks awake eventually, groggily looking at her surroundings before her eyes land on ashlyn. she pauses to stare at her.

and after a beat:]

... Hey.

week one, monday.

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[imagine being powerful enough to write a proper starter during memshare week.

anyway— shadows immediately seize them and pull them into darkness, where they will experience a memory. enjoy!]

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[ from what little ashlyn knows about asa's world she had kind of assumed it was just a really fucked up place and asa was a completely normal civilian.

but in this memory, she's talking to someone who looks like her and calling them a devil. talking them down from telling her to murder a friend. which definitely makes her feel like asa is a little more important than she had guessed.

but it was all just guessing anyway. ]

You were talking to one of them? The devils?

week two, wednesday.

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[hi. she's pulling ashlyn aside at some point after the wednesday mail delivery.]

Rondo's letter was written by Gojo and Famine. [TIREDLY. SHE'S SO ANNOYED but it's fine.] But more importantly, I think this means that if I get my hands on the scroll Rondo got his information from the other day, I could find out who wrote it.

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I figured it was some kind of prank.

[ gazes. it's fine. ]

Yeah, that would probably be a good thing to look at. Any ideas where he got it, though? He and I don't trade info that much.

week two, thursday.

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[girl, help. wherever ashlyn is, asa will come looking for her.]

... Did you use the swamp?

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[ ashlyn is actually looking for asa too! she has been swamp'd and no longer has a hole in her leg or a stab wound in her stomach. but her face is still scratched and the black chain-shaped burns are still around her. ]

Yeah.

Asa, can I ask you something? Have you used your power yet this week?

Week 2: Saturday

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[ hi. ashlyn is so fucking exhausted. ]

This isn't sustainable.

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We're not going to last another two weeks at this rate.

Week 2: Sunday

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[ ashlyn is just flopped on her bed in the cabin. bro she is TIRED.

but have a memory. ]

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[ah.

what the fuck.]

Oh my god. Did you...? [live? die? holy shit.]

week 3: tuesday

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[ mods said there's not enough kabedoning happening this alpha week, so the next time asa comes back to the cabin she's getting kabedoned. i guess. ]

Hey, I talked to the overseers about the teeth. They said it's magic and to hold onto it, but didn't really know a lot else. Do you mind using your power on it after all?

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[help. so funny with their height difference. asa just stares at her after getting kabedoned, like. ok.]

Huh... Yeah, okay. If they don't know either, then it's worth checking out. Do you have it with you?

Week 3: Friday

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[ like most fridays, ashlyn can be found near the bulletin board, tapping one foot at the results. ]

Two more... Three if we count Camille earlier.

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Is there some quota we don't know about...?

week three, sunday.

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[she Saw that look, so she's coming to find her after execution. hi.]

... Ashlyn?

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[ she's better now! don't even worry about it! ]

Hey.

Week 4: Monday

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[ hi cabin friend. ashlyn is hiding out. in her own shirt. ]

Why'd they give us somewhere less horrible to explore the same week as the most annoying curse?

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[asa thinks, because they hate us.

opens her mouth to say something to that effect

and barks instead.]

Week 4: Friday

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[ ashlyn is doing her usual friday post investigations habit and just loitering near the bulletin board. tapping one foot anxiously. ]

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[ain't that a mood.

asa's thoughts have more or less fizzled out into white noise while she stares at the posters today, intercepted only by the occasional why?

rubbing her face, exhausted and drained, she looks at ashlyn.]

You're not hurt?

week four, saturday.

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[their cabin is getting emptier by the day. ashlyn can find asa leaning against the wall outside, staring at the barrier surrounding the pyre. she will not be leaving this spot for a while.

her thoughts are a jumbled mess, but there's one thing she keeps coming back to: why?]

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[ hi she is just coming over right over. she is stressed the fuck out. ]

Your partner?

Week Five: Friday

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[ like every friday, ashlyn can be found tapping one foot anxiously over by the bulletin board. haha wheeee. ]

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[well, well... look who's by the pyre again?

unsurprisingly, asa's emotions are a mess of grief, dread, and shock all at once after she sees the posters. then, there's concern when she glances at ashlyn.]

You're not hurt?

Week Five: Saturday

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[ well... it'll be a bit, but in the evening ashlyn is back at the cabin. what up, she gives asa a little nod. ]

... Thanks for trying. [ even if ashlyn's emotions are a little mixed about it. ]

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[asa is probably just starfishing on her bed at this point. she gives a little nod back.]

... I had to. [though her feelings are also a little mixed. everything is so fucked, man.] How are you feeling?

Week 6: Monday

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[ looks at asa. thinks very deeply. ]

... Two.

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[she also looks at ashlyn very seriously.]

One...

Week 6: Thursday

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[ WELL. ASHLYN HELPED ALFYN CARRY ASA TO THE SWAMP SO I GUESS SHE'S JUST RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR WHEN ASA GETS OUT.

HI?? ]

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[HI, ROOMIE...

she is crawling out of the swamp like something out of a horror movie, coughing up all the gross muck that got in her mouth and dragging herself out with her only arm. her burns are still glowing.]

Week 6: Friday

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[ well. in the evening she'll be back at the cabin as per usual. ]

...

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[she is laying on her bed and staring at the ceiling. unblinking. also, still glowing.

mumbling:]

... Why are we even trying...?