preowned | jason

[ well! since tsurumaru is not getting punched, they can walk over to a slightly more secluded spot down the hall. pc logic.

but once he confirms no one else is at least within earshot, he'll start. ]

I am not the Tsurumaru that you know, and I am not just saying that because you seem really mad about something.

[this text post is just me

They literally shuffle two feet away and are in private PC land.]

God dammit. [TWO OF THEM?] Start talking. How do you know those names?

All three of them were at the summer camp I was at.

[ ... ]

You too, actually, but you were much younger.

Summer camp? I'm going to take a wild guess and say it wasn't a good ol' kid summer camp in the mountains by a lake.

[The very fancy gloves on his hands creak when he squeezes his fists. Oooooooo.]

...That doesn't make any sense because I spent a good portion of it dead. How young?

Hm...

[ he's trying to remember the profiles ]

Fifteen... I believe?

[He grimaces.]

Shit. What happened exactly? None of them were supposed to be there, especially not without me.

Well... this is my third time in a place like this, and the camp was all of ours second. I believe Dick and Stephanie were in separate places, and the other you and Damian were originally together?

[ he is not sure how to say that tiny jason died and dick got chainsawed by tsuru's bff. so. ]

Three. You, too, huh? [Thinking about Flayn.] Well, this is bullshit.

[Don't... he already... hates swords...]

How was I a teenage with the kid? This makes less sense than it did before.

That, I don't know. I spoke with Dick the most out of all of you. For some reason, Stephanie and I never seemed to be in the same room...

[ anyway ]

But I assume timeline shenanigans?

[SHUT UP FRANCY]

Possibly. Pretty fucked up, if you ask me. Damian can hold is own, but putting kids in a death game? Disgusting.

[ YEAH ANNA. PUTTING KIDS IN A DEATH GAME. PRETTY DISGUSTING, HUH. RIGHT. ]

He was by far the youngest there, but there was enough kids that it was...

[ like, even tiny jason. fifteen is young as hell. ]

[OH SHUT UP I CAN'T HELP JASON WOULDN'T APPROVE OF MY VERY GREAT IDEAS]

One kid is one too many. Don't make excuses for it. I'm not surprised. We had a couple of kids, too. None as young as Damian would be, though.

How'd you win?

It turned out we were giving birth to an evil snake creature? And then after it was born, we had to throw it a party and give it gifts until it decided to leave us alone.

The pasta did it...

I... What?

[This sounds mostly like a rhetorical confusion.]

None of the rest of you really never had a "normal" game of murder, did you?

Not at all! It was very confusing.

Really hate that for us.

[This is gonna be terrible.]

Some snake monster really let you go for pasta?

I believe it was unlimited pasta.

Excuse me, some snake monster really let you go for unlimited pasta?

Yeah!

I am not sure if it was good pasta.

I'm guessing a snake monster really doesn't have the kind of anatomy to taste the difference between good and bad pasta. Lucky you guys.

So did they go back home safe? Dick, Damian, and Stephanie?

[WHY DOESN'T HE ASK ABOUT BABY HIM, very funny.]

[ JASON CARE ABOUT BABY YOU!!!!

but he nods. ]

They did. And luckily, it doesn't seem like they were brought here, so they should be home.

[no]

Now, you see, I don't trust that exactly. If anyone's life gets shit on by God the most, it's mine. I don't trust they can't be taken.

... well, there is a chance it may happen. We're here, after all.

But as far as I am aware, they left the camp safely.

[The frown gets deeper enough that it rivals Zuko's.]

Good. It better stay that way.

Well... besides me, sort of, is there anyone else you know here?

weekend 0, friday

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