AUDIENCE FOR: Dimitri oh fuck i have to put in his last name

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this is just a placeholder until you give us a real one

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[they stare at the paper for a very long time, giving off general vibes of exhaustion.]

What is... what the fuck is this.

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...I assumed it was you all.

[ also tired. ]

Do you not recognize the handwriting?

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Oh, I recognize it, but I don't know what the fuck they were doing! What the hell is this?!

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I... am not sure.

[ he doesn't know what a hangman is, that was redacted ]

I suppose I can ask them, if you can know who was involved.

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...I think the boss would be mad if I disclosed that to you. So—

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So, you'll just have to use that brain of yours and figure it out for yourself, damn it!

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[ time for seven more audience threads

dimitri has taken care to approach the staff with a sort of restrained distance, but there is a flicker of a smile. ]

...I see. I will give it some thought, then.

[ he pours some tea for them; it's an herbal blend. ]

Next, I wonder if you could explain tasks. It seems to me that we can ask for certain things, within limitations. Or is it only what you all offer on the room service menus?

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[rip dimitri.

also, examining the note now - dimitri will realize that one of the distinct sets of handwriting looks vaguely familiar to him.

virgo, meanwhile, takes the tea and sips at it.]

Well, it... [siiiiiiip.] Did you read your— fucking contract... There's the room service tasks, which are one thing, and then there's deals you can make for additional incentives like it says in the contract, and then there's the I-owe-yous for healing when you all get yourselves injured. Which did you mean.

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[ mods i'm too stupid for this. does he recognize it from the contract. is this a shitpost. am i getting lilo and stitched again. ]

Language.

[ anyway. ]

The additional incentives, mostly. To what degree do those function? Have you decided on imposed limitations?

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[he does not recognize it from the contract, but it is vaguely familiar to him. what's lilo and stitch?

anyway, virgo's shoulders hunch a little at the reprimand, and they sip at the tea again.]

...things that the host would find entertaining, like additions to the grounds or rules or stipulations. If you can make a case for adding them, they might get added, but... it has to be something that fits with the "spirit" of all of this.

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[ why is virgo so beta ]

I see...

[ he takes a sip from his cup, uncertain. ]

So we could not use this to do things like ask for items from our homes, or any such thing? These are adjustments to our contract itself.

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[WHAT?]

Correct. That is not what that part of the contract covers. It is - it's not an adjustment to your contract itself, it's... [they set their cup down, then drum their fingers on the table, thinking, and when they speak again it's slowly and carefully, like they're choosing their words. maybe they don't want to get scolded by dimitri for language again.] It would probably be easier to give you an example.

Before all of you arrived, a rule change got proposed to the boss. Do you remember, in the camp you had to vote for a culprit, and you couldn't vote for a dead person, even if you thought they did it?

You can vote for someone dead here if you have reason to think they were at fault for a death that week, but then got killed afterward. But, that change was allowed because the consequences would be severe if it turned out that the dead person you voted for had not harmed anyone.

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[ i said what i said ]

I try not to speak of the camp's rules, lest it give anyone ideas.

[ but he gets it. he frowns. ]

So if people were to attempt to vote for the dead in an effort to avoid condemning the living, we would be punished. May I ask what those consequences are?

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[i hate you]

...tch. Can't argue with that.

[it was just the easiest thing they could think of. they sip from their tea again.]

Yes and no. If you voted for a dead person who had killed someone that week, for whatever reason, it would be fine, because you followed the evidence and figured out who fu— who killed someone. You'd be right.

But if you voted for someone who was dead and they didn't kill anyone... it's like gambling. Your reward if you get it right is no one else is dying. But there's a phrase... "High risk, high reward". If you got it wrong, one of you at random would be executed instead.

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Ah.

[ he grimaces, closing his eyes for a moment. so they could execute someone totally innocent. ]

Not odds I am sure I will ever accept. But I see what you might mean. These rules... so we likely cannot add ones that unequivocally help us, as it is not within the spirit of 'entertainment' here.

[ there is a bite to those air quotes. ]

I received a reward for my performance today as well—I take it your employer was amused by my behavior this weekend.

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The boss would not find that very entertaining, no. [a sip of their tea.] Anything that is too obviously helpful... that is not the sort of thing he likes.

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Something like that. Can you think of anything you did that might be...

[they set their cup down so they can make air quotes with their fingers.]

"Amusing"?

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[ he gently sets down his tea cup. ]

You mean besides going mad and stabbing myself?

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I do not find that particularly amusing.

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And I don't think the boss would either! Not in the middle of a f— da— ... don't yell at me for language. Not in the middle of a damn trial! It must have been something different.

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I did not yell... [ just pointing out that virgo just listened to him because he's a beta ] But I appreciate your efforts and your improvement is marked.

[ a little cursing is okay. virgo is making an effort and he will accept that. but then he raises a brow. ]

Something different...? But I do not think I was remarkable in any way.

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...thank you.

[god this is wild. also they are not a beta. stop that.]

Oh, cut the shit, I am sure you contributed something.

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[ okay omega ]

...Considering my condition that trial, you are vastly overestimating me. [ his potato brain ] I suppose I do not understand your employer's brand of humor well enough to guess.

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[WHAT?]

Tch, I'm not sure anyone does.

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[ bottom behavior ]

You do not seem overly fond of him yourself.

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[WHY?]

I do not like being told what to do by anyone! Including a boss!

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[ unexpectedly childish... ]

I see. But you still have your own reasons for being here, I take it.

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Everyone has their own reasons for taking a job like this.