[ WEEK FIVE - THE SIRENS ]

[chiefexe]

SIRENS

The message somehow ends up showing up in a bottle washed up against the shore actually. Which is a pretty weird way to deliver a message but of course, it's thematic. Naturally, it'll only show up when nobody else is around. When walking along the beach, Fie and Vriska will find that bottle right there, waiting for them. The message Fie and Vriska receives is short and simple: Need you for something. Come see me this evening. You'll know where to go. - Hal P.S. Put the note back in the bottle. Throw it back. I'll know if you don't. And that's it. Of course, if they choose to listen to their messages, they'll find a mysterious path in the jungle. They'll find the path as if guided to it, even though it won't be there if they try to show it to someone else later. And at the end of the path, they'll find a small hut, tucked against the jungle backdrop and the two Chiefs standing in front of it. Hal greets them with a flat look and a greeting: Sirens. And then he holds out two small notebooks, weather-worn and a little salty. Looks like they've been chosen for one of those roles that were mentioned. Good luck.

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Comments

[chiefexe]

Yep. A wider picture going on here, Fie.

[sylfied]

There usually is. And does that involve everyone following through on their roles, even if their reasons for it are something you made up?

[chiefexe]

Yep, it does.

[sylfied]

[ great. ]

And you think we would have refused if you'd just given us the actual reason?

[chiefexe]

Doesn't matter either way. I was going to lie from the get go.

[sylfied]

So why are you telling me this much now?

[ GOD SHE WANTS A NAP ]

[chiefexe]

'Cause you're the only Siren who doesn't know.

[sylfied]

... [ JUST KIND OF GENTLY STARES AT VRISKA ]

Oh. Great. Good to know we discuss important things like this.

[chiefexe]

[ ehehe. his job here is done!! ]

[hypertoxic]

[ honestly she just kinda fuckin shrugs.

suck it fie, do your own detective work!!!! ]

[sylfied]

[ this is why she hates working with people she doesn't know

THIS IS WHY

She's just going to look away now. ]

[hypertoxic]

In my defense, I actually didn't know some of that. Like, the shit about dreams or whatever? News to me, though it makes sense. I knew all the win conditions and the fact that the spirit was a big fat lie, though. Sorry! Maybe next time you should consider asking for my help if you can't figure things out on your own?

[ el em ay oh. ]

[sylfied]

I thought about it. But after how many times you kind of made yourself look really suspicious, I figured your brand of help might just give me a headache.

[hypertoxic]

[ CACKLES ]

I might be really suspicious, but I also have a posse of loyal defenders falling at my feet! It's great. Those gullible assholes would keep me alive even if I stabbed someone to death right in front of them. You should really try taking more risks like me, Fie. It can really pay off!