commedia | PC WITH ANAIDO I MEAN FUKUDA

[Well, time for a clown to wander into the rec room! Except......]

[Someone is already here. Douman stops, frowning slightly over at the man, who seems to be fiddling with some of the game systems.]

...What are you doing?

[Fukuda had just been wandering, thinking maybe he would pop into his room since surely Medb wouldn't be there in the middle of the day, when he encounters clown.]

Oh, Mr Douman. You look hurt.
[Helpful.]

[Well, aren't you a sorry sight, Fukuda. Douman blinks at the man as they enter the kitchen, brow furrowing at the stains over his face.]

...Is that from the fight?

[Fukuda really did not want to talk to Omi or Douman right now. He just wanted to have some tea and pretend to be outside??? But... well, it is what it is.]

Ah, good afternoon, Mr Douman....

[Well, here is the problem clown! Who is just. Leaning on the counter and drinking some water from a glass. They look...somewhat tired.]

[Glancing over their shoulder, they just huff.]

Ah, Fukuda....what a fucking trial that was, hm.

[Hey, this is...uh. A sight.]

[Douman is in the kitchen, just tearing into a raw steak? Like? An animal?]

[They just seem really in a Mood? Uh, Fukuda, do you WANT to disturb this?]

[Hey, Fukuda!]

[Here comes a clown! Except they just.............beeline past Fukuda to.......]

[Aim a solid kick at a bench?]

[This is. Happening.]

[Before today, he would have been nothing but happy to see Douman. But now, his expression is something tight and inscrutable.]

Mr Douman.

[Fukuda came to the office to use the computer but got distracted by Arcade sounds and came to peek! And he is honestly surprised to see Douman.]

I wouldn't have expected you to be interested in something like this.

[Well, here's a sad clown, just...moping around. It looks like they're headed in the direction of the bar.]

[But seeing Fukuda, though, makes them stop in their tracks. They frown slightly.]

Are you headed there, too?

[Anyways, Douman is definitely fuming as they drag Fukuda along back to the apartments. In their haste they forgot to...actually get anything to cover Fukuda up. Its fine..]

You're a fool, you know! Your brains must have leaked out of that hole of yours-!

[Fukuda just came to the clothing store because he needed a fresh shirt, but then he comes upon Douman who's acting oddly?]

Is everything alright?

[Hey there, Fukuda! This is...definitely a huge aura of despair that's coming from the bakery. The sound of sobbing grows more audible the closer you get to it, and inside the bakery is...a sight.]

[Here sits Douman up against a wall, sobbing into their hands. There's despair, shame, horror, and...an odd throbbing hunger that pierces through the emotions, like a jab to the gut.]

[Douman is covered with blood.]

[How about that!]

W0 DAY 2

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W0 SATURDAY POST TRIAL

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