[ we're going to make it happen. Law will never see Gojou ever eat. ]
No need to worry about me, doctor. I'm still alive, aren't I?
[ He would laugh here, but it doesn't feel right. ]
I wasn't a sweet tooth, either. I thought sugar would help stimulate my brain and here I am. With a sweet tooth. [ Small little story to lighten things up. There's a longer silence. ] Do you think this is going to be the norm?
[ Murder, then a trial. Punishment to follow. Even though he went ahead and said they had to be prepared for it, it doesn't mean that's what he wants. ]
[ oh boy. i'm gonna love that. but law will give gojou his jests and his prolonged silence before responding with a bit of a dark humor. it's still mostly dry but better that immediately diving into the negatives. ]
Just settling for being alive isn't exactly high standards, and what were you looking to stimulate your brain for? Not getting enough serotonin in this place for you?
[ though...it can only be avoided for so long. ]
I'd be more surprised if it wasn't going to be part of the routine here until a winner is decided.
[ whenever that will actually be decided, as well. ]
It's a habit from home. I had to keep myself thinking all the time, so I thought some sugar would help. Serotonin is not a part of it, but I do like sweets.
[ He doesn't mention that slowing down could end him, but! He's free to think a little less here in this weird murder station of theirs. ]
So you're one who believes this is probably a disguised battle royale.
[ Gojou may have said it could be a truth in the trial, however it doesn't seem like he's as keen or adamant about it. Hunger games are definitely not a good situation to be in. ]
[ Gojou snorts, dropping whatever "positively" cheerful position he had. ]
No, I came here prepared to take out whoever I needed to for my wish. If anything, I was disoriented when it wasn't an obvious trial of strength to show whatever god that I rightfully deserve the prize.
[ ... ]
But it would have been nice if we were able to get out of this just working together.
Then we're in the same thinking with that. [ haha. ] Well, I didn't think we would have an obvious trial of strength but I figure that people would have started killing on another a lot sooner.
[ or, uh, in higher quantities? ]
I don't think we're going to be able to get through this by working together but who's to say for sure. We don't know how they're scoring this.
he will let him go with that since he has no reason to stop but at the same time... WHAT HAPPENED TO EATING!?!?? (but he is also an adult who can handle himself) ]
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No need to worry about me, doctor. I'm still alive, aren't I?
[ He would laugh here, but it doesn't feel right. ]
I wasn't a sweet tooth, either. I thought sugar would help stimulate my brain and here I am. With a sweet tooth. [ Small little story to lighten things up. There's a longer silence. ] Do you think this is going to be the norm?
[ Murder, then a trial. Punishment to follow. Even though he went ahead and said they had to be prepared for it, it doesn't mean that's what he wants. ]
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Just settling for being alive isn't exactly high standards, and what were you looking to stimulate your brain for? Not getting enough serotonin in this place for you?
[ though...it can only be avoided for so long. ]
I'd be more surprised if it wasn't going to be part of the routine here until a winner is decided.
[ whenever that will actually be decided, as well. ]
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[ He doesn't mention that slowing down could end him, but! He's free to think a little less here in this weird murder station of theirs. ]
So you're one who believes this is probably a disguised battle royale.
[ Gojou may have said it could be a truth in the trial, however it doesn't seem like he's as keen or adamant about it. Hunger games are definitely not a good situation to be in. ]
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Interesting habit, but if it works. [ now for the battle royal part.... ]
Are you going to tell me that you don't think of this as one? I haven't asked, but I don't think there's a tiered prize pool to win from.
[ there might not be teams and this might not be a formal competition but...c'mon?? ]
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No, I came here prepared to take out whoever I needed to for my wish. If anything, I was disoriented when it wasn't an obvious trial of strength to show whatever god that I rightfully deserve the prize.
[ ... ]
But it would have been nice if we were able to get out of this just working together.
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[ or, uh, in higher quantities? ]
I don't think we're going to be able to get through this by working together but who's to say for sure. We don't know how they're scoring this.
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[ Or similar enough. ]
It sounds like we just have to play the waiting game while being vigilant.
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[ which is good news for him, tbh. less struggling with people who want to think otherwise. ]
With how quickly things can escalate, maybe we don't have to wait all that long.
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[ He agrees, though. How can he not? It only took a week before someone died, then two. ]
Try to stay alive. I like you too much.
[ Law kind of reminds him of a peer of his... Very grump, though not as straitlaced. ]
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hmm. that was far more straight-forward than necessary. ]
I'll see what I can do. [ ... ] You try to stay alive as well; you've got a solid head on your shoulders.
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Thanks.
[ He salutes to him before heading off to bed.
Having eaten... Nothing. ]
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???
he will let him go with that since he has no reason to stop but at the same time... WHAT HAPPENED TO EATING!?!?? (but he is also an adult who can handle himself) ]