pick a god and pray

[garudynamic]

[Like the weeks before, once everyone has wandered off their separate ways, notes are posted to each room that still has a warm body in it. Only this time the writing is much messier then any other notice]

None of us feel like celebrating, but I think Yato would approve if we don't spend the night hiding out because of him
There's warmed up food in the Game Room if you're hungry. Might be best to not be alone tonight.

-Yosuke

[And as promised there's leftovers in the Game Room; and eventually fresh stuff as Tarrlok gets to work in the kitchen. Yosuke is there, trying to set something up on one of the shelves, but otherwise you are left to your own devices]

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[garudynamic]

[After he posts the notes, Yosuke starts building a little makeshift shrine out of gaming books on the shelf- he'll try something more respectful in the morning when he has more time. But he has a feeling Yato and Mion won't mind too much.

Once it's sturdy he places one of the mysterious vending machine coins inside, bows and claps, hands held together in prayer.

'I wish, from the bottom of my heart, for a fortunate god to look after us'

After that he just kinda... slumps at one of the tables... staring blankly at the ceiling as the adrenaline leaks out of his body.]

[cherryblooded]

[Cherryblod doesn't immediately go to the game room - he spends a bit of time in his own room, putting his thoughts together, and then heads to Room 13 to have a Significant Conversation.

Later in the day, though, he heads to where the others are gathering. He's much quieter than normal, and less likely to approach someone to fuss over their wellbeing, but he won't turn down company as he fiddles with a deck of cards.]

[sleepingkogoro]

[As always, Mouri goes to the afterparty. This time is in the Game Room, which...gets Mouri a bit upset. Is it really the best place for it?

When he arrives he sees Yosuke's shrine for Yato and Mion. Well he can at least distinguish it's a shrine, but the reason why it is there...yeah, he doesn't immediately catches it, but after a minute of thinking he can guess why it exists.

There's a coin inside and Mouri is respectful enough to know that shouldn't be touched, at all]

...a shrine. For Yato-san, I suppose.

[That was more of a mumbling for himself than towards Yosuke. The kid must be tired, after all, Mouri doesn't really want to bother him. Still, it is time to do stuff.

Mouri gathers pieces and cards from board games he guesses won't ever get used and starts decorating the shrine, trying to make it look more majestic like the ones he remembers from the various trips he, Ran and Conan had gone into. At least Mouri has some artistic sense, and soon the placement of the different objects makes the shrine look slightly bigger and much more appealing, all while keeping Yosuke's work mostly untouched, as he isn't somebody who would destroy something somebody else worked for

At the end he's rather proud of it.]

[bloodisthicker]

[...The first thing Tarrlok does is make a fuckton of spring rolls, because apparently he's good at cooking and so he may as well, right? ...but there's something he kind of wants to do before making his way up to the game room, so he takes a spring roll or two for himself and heads over to the incinerator, where he tosses a few small, wadded up balls of paper on in and chows down while he waits for it to heat up.

...

He kind of underestimated how long it would take to heat up, so people have already probably started on the leftovers by the time he gets upstairs. He... admittedly kind of needed a bit of time to himself, though, because that... that was a rough day. He... doesn't really feel like games, though, so he's just mostly just sitting there, hating everything this whole situation has decided to be at the moment, and waiting to see if he needs to get more food.]

[penduli]

[ Like last week, Black heads to the sewing room, but unlike last week, he actually swings by where the party's being held.

The sewing patterns makes things a little easier, so the two small stuffed animals he carries in don't look half as bad as they could've. They're two cats: one's black and dressed in white robes, its mischievous expression stitched in yellow, and the other is green and dressed in a cute yellow shirt, looking rather cheerful with her black stitching. He sets both of them by the shrine, careful not to disturb any other offerings, and studies them for a long moment.

...he's going to have to make another pair, bigger ones, to fit in with the rest of the tributes he's going to remake, but for now...

He's sort of tired. The trial was longer than usual, and all he wants to do is go crawl into bed and sleep, but he settles for picking up some warmed-up leftovers and resisting the urge to leave. Black's no good with parties, but Yosuke's right that Yato probably wouldn't be very happy with anyone hiding out, so he's not going to. ]

[goodforsomething]

[Leftovers? Nah. It's time for anger baking.

Stan's in the kitchen, with a rather unnecessarily loud clatter of pots and pans. He's not exactly the world's most excellent baker, but he can make a lot of decent stuff. It's obviously brownie time today.

There's gonna be a lot of brownies.

Eventually, though, he stops and retires to the incinerator room. Sometimes you just gotta punch something.]

[ignorantly]

[ That was fucked up. It fucked him up, and he's exhausted in a way that can't be fixed with sleep.

He stops near the shrine Yosuke put together, and puts his hands together in a short prayer before he sits down at one of the tables and starts eating leftovers and once Tarrlok has made them, plenty of spring rolls. ]

[prismbloom]

[ Somehow, this "punishment" seems even worse than usual. Overkill--that's what it was, and it makes Aqua angry more than anything. Angry at the Kingmaker.

Angry that she hasn't been able to keep her promise to Caren.

She's baking, too, quite intently. If any of the treats she's made were creative before, it's nothing compared to tonight. There are a lot of flavors: green tea with white frosting and matcha sprinkled; chocolate with a gooey peanut butter center and chocolate shavings settled on top of the peanut butter frosting; cheesecake with graham cracker sprinkles; tiramisu with actual rum in the frosting (not too much, of course; or maybe it's just a flavoring) and miniature lady fingers on top.

She has a feeling Yato would approve.

Aqua does join the gathering itself; the cupcakes are set up on one of the tables, but she can't get herself to eat right now. ]

[ratingspoint]

[Well, after that conversation with Cherryblod (which he spent about 80% of at Empathy Level Zero, and now he's just sort of worked up and has no fucking idea why) Mettaton will come upstairs to the game room eventually; he has more of those horrifying parfaits with him when he does, because after stressful things like that people tend to have a sugar crash and maybe swinging the pendulum in the other direction will help everyone keep their sanity tonight, and Yato hadn't exactly liked these things but he'd had the basic decency to pretend he did, and at this point everything Mettaton is doing can be summed up with "fuck it, I don't even know anymore."

He doesn't stay for long, though; just long enough to recognize that he doesn't want to be here. He'll go downstairs after a while, and while we're all spending time in rooms with morbid connections to them, he can be found in the art room after a while. He's not creating anything, though; he's got some of those palette knives with him, and he's in front of one of the easels, and he's apparently going to be there just setting blank canvas up on it and very calmly ripping it to pieces in various ways, the look in his eyes intense.

...He's got a lot of canvases, and given that he doesn't need to sleep, he's also got a lot of time.]