PC: Marcoh

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Week 0, Monday

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[ if marcoh enters one of the souvenir shops at the boardwalk, he will be immediately greeted by the sight of Eupha turning away from a rack of sunglasses wearing a pair(?) of these. ]

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Does it suit me, do you think?

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[ Imagine I said he never goes in there. He does poke his head in and look at this happening. ]

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[ Internally he's thinking wow, they had that? ]

It does.

[ Sin... sincere. ]

w0 friday

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[ Hi we can meet but Marcoh looks very bothered. ]

Did you see Charlie this morning?

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[ she shakes her head. ]

No... We were out there on the beach all night, but I saw no sign of her.

Week 1, Monday

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[ It's morning!! It's winter!! Eupha is out in her normal cloak, looking at the Christmas scenery. She is observing the big Christmas tree in town. ]

Do the people here make offerings to this tree...? What an interesting custom!

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Oh. It's the other way around.

You find presents for you under the tree in the morning.

[ Just assumes Funger Christmas is the same until told explicitly bc I will lose my mind otherwise. ]

Week 1, Thursday Morning

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[ happy morning-after-the-funeral-party! even though you might have seen eupha get terribly drunk last night, come morning, she is well-rested and bright-eyed again.

she can be seen in the lobby of the mansion, where a green chao is bouncing on the couch cushions. ]

Good morning! Last night was such fun, wasn't it?

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[ Why didn't plurk give me this notif... this app is bad. ]

You look really bright.

[ He's both impressed and seemingly happy for her. Holy shit, Eupha can hold her alcohol? This is the best lore actually. ]

I'm glad you had fun.

w1 saturday

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[ Eupha who was most definitely there during trial teaching us about the Seven Deadly Sins, eight in other places.

Checking in. ]

Alright? Today was stressful.

[ And so too will tomorrow be. ]

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Yes...

[ she looks conflicted, but still put-together. ]

I don't think there was a right choice for us to make, was there...?

w2 tuesday

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[ What is up, Eupha. ]

Lucas tells me you've been looking into self-defense lessons.

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Oh...! Yes. Truthfully, I never learned to fight, and I worry that I may be a burden in any dangerous situation...

w3 monday

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[ Good morning! They can just literally be trying to get into the kitchen or something when he opens a door and it's funhouse mirrors instead. ]

...What is this.

[ Sike it's a memory. ]

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It's not the kitchen...?

[ oh. her expression softens as she watches this exchange.

it's not an ideal life, and the hardship is plain to see... but so is the love between brother and sister. ]

So that is your sister... She must care for you dearly.

w4 monday

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[ Our zombie exercism...

Marcoh climbs out of the grave with a shiny green gem, wow! ]

All good here, looks like.

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[ OUR EXERCISM ]

Oh! You found something?

[ yay...... eupha's emotional vibes are generally very calm, with little bubblings of sincere positivity, even out here in this spooky graveyard. ]

w4 sunday

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[ Good day... checking in. Terrible, no-good awful weekend once again but at least the Chipper is a small touch of serotonin, sort of. ]

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[ BOY IS IT EVER

she's making some tea at the mansion and she'll just... pour him a cup while she's at it. still fairly calm, despite it all. ]

w5 sunday

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[ I apologise this probably will not be a titillating pc

but Marcoh is just. Somewhere in the Neighbourhood. Tfw none of these places are really a comfort zone for him but it's more just like, somewhere off to the side off the road, either in a quieter area around the apple tree grove or otherwise partially into the woods/amongst the trees. He's got his head in his hands and not doing great. ]

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[ well, eupha often comes out to the garden for meditation, so she can probably notice his presence while making her way through there.

and he's doing... about as well as she expected. ]

... Is it all right if I sit with you?

w6 monday

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[ Marcoh is a bit sluggish and doesn't seem like the best off but he is doing better than Sunday. Better is quite relative here but. Yeah. It's probably late morning or even closer to noon by the time anyone sees him today, it's not an early morning sort of day for him for once.

He's half-zoned out with flickers of thought around him, mostly manifesting as little fragments of what looks like a church. Partially their axolotl one, but also partially not. ]

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Oh, Marcoh! Good day.

[ she'll come over to greet him, smiling warmly.

there's a bit of a ??? response when their surroundings start to change, but there's an immediate attempt to rationalize it. the doors are always moving around, so... maybe they've moved locations? it probably isn't anything she should be alarmed about... ]

w6 friday

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[ Wow he's unfortunately in the shadowed groves by the Apple Tree^TM. He actively does not want to meet anyone today so it's really gonna be a deep search type of thing.

Anyway things are not even remotely okay it's a 'chases you away' pc 2.0... help me. If she comes anywhere near the vicinity she'll notice it's just flickering into a horrible little nightmarescape of some kind of concrete jail with iron and bloody rust, along with just. So many intrusive thoughts of violence. ]

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[ the good news is that this was actually pretty high on the list of places she was gonna check. the bad news is (gestures at everything else going on here)!!

it's not entirely unexpected. eupha steels her resolve, and walks ahead into the nightmarescape to look for him. ]

Week 6, Sunday

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[ later in the day, eupha will come over to marcoh's door and gently knock on it.

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I suppose he may not wish to speak today, either... ]

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[ He doesn't get up to answer the door is the thing, but can catch a vague Who. ]

Week 7, Saturday

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[ back at the mansion... looking around with a bit of a sad smile. ]

I am going to miss all of this... and you as well, Marcoh.

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[ He's not surprised she'd go back. Family, village, her friends, they all seem to mean an awful lot to her. ]

You too, Euphausia.

You showed me that there really is no limit to good.