TAKE ME TO THE MOON (End Game Investigation)

[whimsicalism]

[Friday arrives uneventfully. The fog is growing stronger, it's true, but nothing obvious has happened. It's probably a relief not to have Kakuya's presence or a monster breathing down your neck. That doesn't help the sense that something has changed. Not one but two areas have opened up. A large skyscraper now towers over everything in the east, it's large bulk casting shadows over the entire 'city'. In the west, a park surrounding a lake sprawls out; a solemn looking Japanese shrine sits on an island in the middle of the lake.

Two large new areas are open to you... it's a bit disorienting but you probably should spread out.]

((Welcome to the final investigation for the dead! It's entirely optional so don't feel pressured to join in. ICly, this will be happening at the same time as the living's investigation and trial. Something may happen near the end of the investigation not involving these locations so keep an eye out.))

Comments

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Just. Not commenting further. Not sure if it will do any good.

please let him figure something out to help a mind reading vampire get therapy, this is his insane life now and he's not about to sit down and accept these sorts of things as unsolvable]

[bellabellabella]

[He's still snickering, but also Dylan seems extremely earnest about all this, and after a few moments more he considers him with fondness for caring enough to want to try, even if the position seems fairly impossible, and even if as far as Edward is concerned, he's managed to survive this long by doing what he's doing, and he'll probably be able to keep doing that after all this.

But still.]

Thank you.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

I just...think you deserve to get some help...just as much as everyone else.

[He'll admit. Even if he doesn't really like everyone here-even hate in one case-they all deserve some help. Dealing with...all of this.]

[bellabellabella]

Truly, I appreciate the thought, and they always say the thought is what counts.

[He snickers again, just a little, at that.]

I suppose it's just nice to know you care, even if I don't quite understand why.