POST GAME SHENANIGANS

[protoshepherd]

[ Well, the game is over. Revivals have happened. How?

You already know.

You've tried entering the mirrors in the haunted house to try and see if you can go back to where you belong, but you couldn't. The mirrors aren't even mirrors anymore—they've become portraits of the team you represent. You don't even know who this person is...?

You don't belong here. You're from 2019, 2012, 2026, and it doesn't seem like you can go back. You have a new life now in 2027. How will you live it? ]

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NOTE Welcome to Cry Badger's post game mingle! For those who didn't participate in the game and would like to play the originals (aka characters who REALLY BELONG TO 2027), here are two things to note:

1) a murder game of Cry Wolf happened in Gatewater Land unbeknown to anyone but these people.

2) setting is 2027, Dual Destinies-era. For convenience's sake, let's make it post-Turnabout for Tomorrow.

Comments

[psycholawgy]

Oh! Well, alright.

[ She looks around and quickly steps in before anyone else passes by. ]

I was actually looking forward to the two other questions!

[cardboard_journalism]

Kaaahk. I thought you were one of my newbies with a last-minute scoop!

[shuts the door behind her]

What brings you here? Do you come bearing gifts? In the form of a breaking new scoop, maybe? Sss, sss, sss.

[psycholawgy]

No way! I read the article you wrote, and I just had to visit you personally to talk to you about it!

[cardboard_journalism]

O-oh. Kahk-kahk-kahk-kahk...

Well, you found me. What'dya wanna talk about?

[psycholawgy]

It was—[ Here come the waterworks. ]—so well-written! You really are talented at this!

[cardboard_journalism]

...

W-what?! Seriously?!

[WAS THIS A TRICK...]

[psycholawgy]

Wh- What? Are you doubting my sincerity?!

[cardboard_journalism]

N-no! Of course not!

Sss, sss, sss. I mean... it's completely natural that you would be impressed by that article! After all, it was written by none other than me: Myriam Scuttlebutt!

...but, I'm a little surprised you came all the way out here to tell me in person. You do have e-mail, right? Phone call maybe? Letter to the editor? Kahk-kahk.

[psycholawgy]

W- Well, it just wouldn't be right.

And I wanted to see Junie, too!

[ She wasn't even allowed inside. She harassed the security guard to let her in... Nobody wants her here, clearly. ]

[cardboard_journalism]

Juniper?? Did you see her already?

Well, since you're here... what do you say to a little interview?

[psycholawgy]

Uh huh. I went to see her before coming here.

[ A beat. ] An interview for what? No crazy articles again, okay?!

[cardboard_journalism]

Hm... must be doing something student council related...

W-what do you think?! C'mon Athena... your name is really well known here at Themis! Kahk-kahk-kahk...

You realize that, right? Even something mundane like "My Idea of a Perfect Sunday" would get people reading!

[psycholawgy]

I wouldn't mind, but you should tell your security that!

[cardboard_journalism]

Kahk-kahk-kahk... Security? You mean the school's disciplinary committee...?

[psycholawgy]

No way, the actual security guards! They wouldn't let me in earlier, I had to force [ okay maybe that was an exaggeration. but she sure did have to call phoenix for it. ] my way in!

[cardboard_journalism]

Kahk-kahk! What jerks!

Don't worry, Athena, I'm gonna write the worst article I can about them, right now! We'll see how that motivates them!

Let's see now... "Unscrupulous Guards Harass Honored Alumni!" --perfect.

[psycholawgy]

[ WAIT NO ]

We don't have to go that far! I sorted it out...

[cardboard_journalism]

Sss, sss, sss! What are you talking about? This is a big scoop!

What'd they look like? You got names? Want to pass by them again and see if you get stopped a second time? I'll have my camera ready. Sss, sss.

[psycholawgy]

We don't want to get him fired, and no, I didn't get his name!

[cardboard_journalism]

Kaaaahk! Why not? If he's abusing his authority like that for no reason then that's, like... textbook, what a newspaper is supposed to expose!

[cardboard_journalism]

Also... there's no guarantee he'd be fired for it. Disciplined, maybe? Or-- the school could just ignore it completely. Kahk-kahk.

[psycholawgy]

Oh! What if we talk about Mr. Wright in the interview, instead? He's a bigger icon here, I bet!

[cardboard_journalism]

...well, maybe. Kahk-kahk. [*click*]

Do you have any information about him that wasn't presented when he gave his speech?

What's he like on-the-job? What's he got planned lately? Any upcoming cases?

[psycholawgy]

He makes us clean the toilets when we have no cases...

[cardboard_journalism]

I... see.

I guess it saves money on a janitor. --But is that even in your job description? Do you think your law studies adequately prepared you for such tasks?

[psycholawgy]

N- No, not at all!

[ She hates cleaning up the toilets, so she looks really mad. ]

But it's part of being in the agency!

[cardboard_journalism]

So everyone at the agency shares in the toilet cleaning?

Does he order you to do any other menial work? Take out the garbage? Water the plants?

[psycholawgy]

We gotta water the plants, yeah. We basically take turns cleaning the piano, taking out the garbage, toilet cleaning, watering the plants.

Then sometimes we get clients who want us to look for missing things around the city.

[cardboard_journalism]

That doesn't sound law related either. Isn't that a job for the police? Or at least a private investigator.

What sort of things are we talking about?

[psycholawgy]

Pets, noodle bowls... [ Just shrugs her shoulders. ] I guess it's because our rates are cheaper than a PI's. I'm not sure about the police, though.

[cardboard_journalism]

I suppose if it's something like that and it's just "missing," then you wouldn't want to bother the police.

Who plays the piano? Mr. Wright, I presume?

[psycholawgy]

Apparently, he was a pretty bad piano player before he got his badge again!

[cardboard_journalism]

"Apparently," meaning hearsay? You've never actually heard it?

[psycholawgy]

He doesn't play. No one uses the piano at the agency! It's not like we can make him do it, either. He might cut my pay.

[cardboard_journalism]

How would you describe your pay?

--Does he threaten to cut it often?

[psycholawgy]

My pay is adequate.

And he actually doesn't do it. Except for that one time. I'm completely traumatised.

[cardboard_journalism]

"That one time"? What happened, exactly?