catch-all: jonas.

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week zero, saturday.

[rewriter]

[Fun fact! I didn't make that shitpost. It already existed. Hilarious.

Anyway, I belatedly realize we never talked locations so they are now here at IKEA. Monika frowns profusely at the closed off area upstairs. Stop being under construction. Let them perceive.]

What do you think is up there?

[westedge]

[ I HATE THIS. anyway here we are in ikea. jonas is here. he's holding a shark, again. and he is squinting at the beyond areas. ]

IKEAs are usually huge, so it's either more furniture, other shops, orrrr the people running the game that don't want to talk to us yet.

w0 monday

[westedge]

[ jonas is sitting in the middle of a room. he's sitting on a donut in this hellish ballpit and he's scrolling around on his phone when he glances up at monika. ]

Still not housing. [ but he sounds like he sort of thinks it's funny. ]

[rewriter]

[It can be a little funny.]

Ah... That's too bad. So neither of the groups that have formed already got housing?

w0, friday

[westedge]

[ monika might just find jonas wandering up and down the streets sort of aimlessly. he has a cigarette in his mouth and his hands are in his pockets, but he seems to be on the lookout for something.

occasionally though he looks up at the sky suspiciously.

it's somewhere in between that his gaze lands on her though and his face relaxes just a hair. ]

Monika, hey. You saw the announcement?

[rewriter]

[a blink falls out of the sky and crushes them...

if only. monika looks exhausted, no thanks to the psych shenanigans affecting everyone today, but she's visibly relieved to see he's okay. she nods, sighing.]

... And the bowling alley. Someone made a mess out of it. [targeting a family owned business... who would do this...] Have you found anything, Jonas?

week zero, saturday......2!

[rewriter]

[you didn't specify a location so they are just somewhere near ikea now. monika glances at him when they come across each other. hi.]

... I'm going to try to eat before it gets even later than it is now. Do you want to join me?

[westedge]

[ oh i did not oops oh well this is fine. monika gets a lil nod of greeting before he registers her words. ]

Yeah, sure. I'll definitely take meatballs over going back to McDonald's right now. [ and he gestures with his head before he walks for her to follow. ] I knew we had like nine hours, but it still feels a lot later than that.

w1 monday

[westedge]

[ this is a funny idea so that means today jonas happens to run into monika at the canals, watching some of the gondolas float by with shadowed figures steering. he's watching for some time silently, following with his eyes before he notices monika nearby. ]

You know...not so sure I trust them to steer. Think we could do better?

[rewriter]

[... she thinks, tapping her chin.]

Hmm... It depends. When you use your drift aura, do you also take any items you're holding with you?

w1, friday

[westedge]

[ hi monika, what a shitty way to start a friday. jonas is here and he looks pretty visibly frustrated as he approaches her. ]

...find anything earlier? [ since she did last week, he means. ]

[rewriter]

[it sure is A Friday! monika looks lowkey distraught as she shakes her head.]

No, not this time. Did you?

week one, sunday.

[rewriter]

[how is it only week one

anyway, this has been An End to a A Weekend. monika is tiredly sipping coffee by the lake in the park when she noticed him.]

... So, the Jonasseum?

[westedge]

[ he rolls his cigarette from one side of his mouth to the other and looks visibly annoyed even as he wanders over to her. ]

Yeah, not even sure how or why that happened. But guess it's official for now.

w2 monday

[westedge]

[ i play so many boys who are adverse to libraries, god. which is to say jonas isn't that different? but he's here for the sake of being thorough, wandering the aisles and browsing (sort of.) he's not sure what he's looking for and he doesn't seem that attached to the idea of finding something to read, but he does stop a little distance away from where monika is. ]

And of course I'd find the president of the literature club in the library.

[rewriter]

[your literacy rates... monika looks up from where she's already browsing through a book, mood flickering from surprise to amused.]

Ahaha, well, I'd have to renounce my title again if I didn't make my way to the library immediately. Do you see anything you like, Jonas?

w2 Thursday

[westedge]

[ he has so many questions about the egg, but he backed off after a bit seeing the healers around and making sure people were attended to. but a little later when things have settled down, jonas wanders off and seeks out monika whenever she may be.

and sort of drops to sit next to her unceremoniously. ]

Looks like you guys had a day already. [ ignore the already faint concerned vibes it's fine. ]

[rewriter]

[she's likely sitting down somewhere in the laundromat with a cup of coffee, her hair still kind of damp from washing all the egg yolk out. the visible cuts on her limbs and face seem to be looking much better now, at least, though the bruising around her neck remains awful.]

Mhmm... The sad part is, the day isn't even over yet.

[it's thursday night, my dudes... her vibes are a little muted, like she's exhausted to the point of feeling numb.]

week two, saturday.

[rewriter]

[welcome to the void! the vibes are rancid here. monika is tiredly sipping her post-trial coffee when they run into each other.]

... So, thoughts?

[westedge]

[ she has post-trial coffee and he has a post-trial smoke and together they're both exhausted as fuck, really. there's a long exhale. ]

I think we had an answer a lot earlier than we wanted to admit. You know? Not that I know why it happened.

w2 sunday

[westedge]

[ some time later... ]

kind of feels like a neverending nightmare doesn't it

[rewriter]

[even later:]

it's awful. i literally don't know what to say...

w3 saturday

[westedge]

[ here they are with their post-trial dinner/smoke ritual. which is to say jonas is following along after monika and seems to be fuming a little in her wake. ]

Soooo...are you just as furious as I am?

[rewriter]

Of course I am. I don't understand how they could've gotten it so wrong... There was ice all across the board.

w4 monday

[westedge]

[ honestly there's only so much jonas can do in cloudtopia so i'm assigning us library assuming monika would reasonably be here. anyway, jonas is...browsing? which is a little weird, but he does turn his head to look at monika for a second once he realizes she's there. ]

Hey, Monika. Do you have any idea what light novels are?

[rewriter]

[imagine if i said, no, she never stepped foot in the library after w2.

but she nods at his question.]

They're basically novels written for high school and middle school students. Why do you ask?

w4 monday...2

[westedge]

[ later monday... ]

hey uh
apropos to nothing
did you get any weird messages today...

[rewriter]

yeah...three of them. you, too?

week four, friday.

[rewriter]

soooooo...before we talk about how much today sucks. did you get another batch of weird messages after the announcement?

[westedge]

man today REALLY sucks.
but nope
god decided he hates me again ig
i'm guessing that means you did?

w5 monday

[westedge]

[ actually we're going to be in the music store because that's new and because i want them to be. which is to say he's busy flipping through some cds when he turns his head to look over at monika. ]

Weird that we keep seeing new places in Japanifornia, but I'm not about to complain.

[rewriter]

[valid. monika is probably sorting through the available sheet music.]

Ahaha, right? It feels like walking down the streets and suddenly realizing there's a store there that you had never seen before...

week five, thursday.

[rewriter]

[i'm going to take your hiding behind a tree comment literally and now here's monika, tiredly staring at him in confusion.]

... Jonas, what are you doing?

[westedge]

[ he is sitting on the ground behind a tree! and here is my flavor text everyone's been getting pre-curfew.

he. still doesn't quite look normal? it's like halfway between his normal teen appearance and a man in his mid-20s, maybe someone 21-22 age range. some of the scars on his face have reopened, but appear to have been attended to and are slightly more fresh than they were. he's in the green seeds coat so it's hard to see anything else that might have occurred, but there's fresh blood on the back at least. so something happened there.

but he looks up, squinting at monika carefully. ]

...sitting?

w5 friday

[westedge]

[ FROWNS BIGLY.

jonas is...truly just aimlessly wandering when he runs into monika, cigarette in his mouth and smoking up a storm. but he gives her a little nod of greeting. ]

...figured it was too good to last for us, huh? [ congrats team "lost a teammate." ]

[rewriter]

[she nods back, visibly upset.]

... It was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm really sorry, Jonas.

w5 sunday

[westedge]

[ eventually, sometime after, jonas reenters the warehouse district and finds monika lingering around outside. normally he'd give people some space to themselves, but...it's been a time. so he approaches. ]

...how're you holding up? This week must've been...pretty crazy for you. [ between being lovearrowed, her whole team going on a mission without her, her teammate winding up dead and then today's execution. ]

[rewriter]

[everything truly happened so much this week. she is going to throw a fit if at least some of it doesn't translate to points or money for her troubles. she's looking a little better, though. her bruises and scrapes are less fresh. ]

No kidding... It doesn't feel real. Like, at all.

w6 monday

[westedge]

[ assigns us frozen lake because i haven't been yet, so jonas is here and he's kind of squinting at the lake itself. dubiously eyeing the elf renting skates. etc. are either of them in a position to be here? who knows. ]

So on a scale of 1 to 10 how sturdy do you think that thing actually is?

[rewriter]

[gazes at the elf who refuses to be anything but vague about where the danger is.]

A scale of 1 to 10 feels too generous. How about zero?

w6 wednesday/thursday idk one of the two

[westedge]

is it me, or are we getting more spam mail than usual?

[ he doesn't know who's watching, so...it is better to be safe about mentioning this. ]

[rewriter]

[lol. anyway, this is a wednesday pc--]

way more than usual! it's super annoying...why don't we meet up so we can complain about it over coffee?

w6 friday

[westedge]

god.
are you ok?
i have a lot of concerns and most of them revolve around "how in the fuck did we all sleep through this one."

[rewriter]

i don't know.
i really, really don't know.
it was horrible, jonas.

w7 monday

[westedge]

[ kins my inner rindo. jonas is at the crossing today, and he seems to be taking a picture of hachiko? he continues to stare at it even as monika appears in his peripheral vision, but he does gesture with his head toward the statue. ]

Why do you think it's questionable if it's Hachiko...?

[rewriter]

[she joins him, also squinting at this statue.]

Huh. Well, I doubt this is the real Shibuya. So maybe the artist based the statue on a different dog or something.

w7 "wednesday"

[westedge]

[ ANYWAY SO AFTER EVERYTHING WITH THE NOISE AND THE LOOPING...

he just looks exhausted, frankly. ]

How do you feel about a Starbucks break? I don't feel like going back to the other districts yet.

[rewriter]

[mood... monika sighs, exhausted.]

Sure, I could go for a frappuccino.