GODLY AUDIENCES: RAY

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WEEK 4, SUNDAY

[divus]

[When Ray finds Justice in the lab, he has a new friend: a small robotic puppy that toddles around wagging its tail and barking! He stands up from where he's playing with it, though, to greet Ray.]

Hi, Ray. Do you need, um, do you need anything?

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

[selfimmolates]

—Nice dog.

[but uh.]

I was wondering if we could get blueprints to make a... new hand for Ishikirimaru. Since, you know...

[his kind of. chop chop.]

[divus]

O-Oh, sure...I can see what kind of schematics I can come up with, or at he very least ask some of my friends to help me.

[Lab god, nerd friends.]

[selfimmolates]

Thanks, that'd help a lot—ah, though maybe it'd be for the best if you don't ask any other participants about it. Or else they'll suspect something, and we're trying to keep it on the down-low.

Anything I'd have to do for it?

[divus]

Oh--sure, I won't tell, then.

[He'll do his best!]

Um...n, no, it's okay...I don't want to make you trade anything for something like that. Besides, I can't think of anything.

WEEK 4, SUNDAY, jan why are there 3 pages i'm sobbing

[divus]

[Well. Ray will find Cunning sitting on the porch of the house he was yeeted from in the east wing. He'll also find that Cunning's mask is turned just slightly to expose his mouth so he can eat the sandwich. What Ray will see is a guy with a strong jawline and a thick, pale scar that runs from his chin up somewhere under his mask. He's in a chair, and there's another chair for Ray.]

What's up?

SHUT UP

[selfimmolates]

[well okay.]

So, I'm sure you know—and enjoyed—our happy fun adventure in your house of doom.

[divus]

Yup. [Breaking off a piece of the sandwich, he chews on that for a bit before he answers.] I can see everything in this wing since it's mine and I designed the house. Why?

[selfimmolates]

Yeah, we heard you laughing. Thanks.

[he takes out the ambrosia square zoe gave him.]

Didn't grab it myself but got it from Zoe, so will this help me or kill me?

[divus]

It'll help you and only you. You, Connor and Zoe. It'll heal any of your wounds you acquire but don't eat too much at once. I can't guarantee what'll happen after that. But at least the first square should keep you three in good shape.

WEEK 5, WEDNESDAY

[divus]

[When Ray enters the tofu shop in the west wing, he'll find Love behind the counter. The plate of cookies is in front of her, and the fox is curled up by her feet. She stares at him quietly before she gives a half-smile.]

Hey.

[selfimmolates]

[... well okay.]

Heard Yu got hit.

[divus]

Yeah.

[This is probably the least she's ever said to him.]

[selfimmolates]

... How many weeks do we have left in this competition?

[divus]

If more of us don't get killed? At least two. Host weeks for Beauty, Sincerity, Ambition and Piety still have to happen, but that's also as long as Beauty and Piety stay in the competition.

[Since they both have uno follower right now.]

WEEK 5, TUESDAY

[divus]

Hi, Ray!

[From the stool he's sitting on, Justice kicks his legs.]

Are you here for a progress report?

[selfimmolates]

[jan: but why is justice so goddamn cute]

You know it.

[divus]

[None of us can help that he's the egghead we don't deserve.]

Here! What do you think about these? I studied different schematics that I saw some of the others making for unrelated projects as a reference guide...so I think this should work pretty well?

[Having them all ready to go, Justice lays out the blueprints across the table he's sitting at.]

[selfimmolates]

[ray studies them.]

Between me, Takaomi, and maybe Sasuke, we should be able to do it. This is great—thanks, Justice.

[divus]

[Proud and happy, Justice giggles.]

I can't wait to see what you come up with! I bet it'll be really, really great.

WEEK 5

[divus]

Honest, Ray.

[Indulgence is slicing Ray's cake in the kitchen, stepping lightly from foot to foot as he puts pieces on plates.]

Can you even be sorry when you don't think you did anything wrong in the first place?

[selfimmolates]

To be honest? Not really.

But if you knew that, then why even accept the offering?

[divus]

What, so you can get even more high and mighty about how ungracious I am? As if.

[He slides a plate toward Ray.]

Here. Have a big bite of your fake apology cake.

[selfimmolates]

I'll pass.

[indulgence could've poisoned the cake or something? smh.]

[divus]

Your loss. I mean, you baked it, so you know what it tastes like.

[He collapses back into a stool.]

You know it's not like I'm suddenly going to stop making items for you in exchange for tasks.