homo pcs: livio

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week 0, tuesday

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[ well thank fucking god this team stuff is taken care of and they finally have a shelter that isn't open to the public. simon is, at least, less obviously on edge now than he has been up until now, though that isn't necessarily saying much.

he takes a shower sometime tuesday evening while everyone else is — or at least were at the time he got in — out, and wanders back into the main warehouse room after getting dressed, with a hair elastic in his teeth as he ties up one of his ponytails. ]

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[ that's good!! livio is setting out some shitty ikea blankets and pillows on the ground in approximation of three beds but waves when he sees simon approach ]

Hey, Simon! I couldn't get any beds, but I think this should be better than nothing for now...

week 1, monday

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[ sometime after the bunk bed has been defeated, simon eventually wanders out to the arena in the new area to study (read: judge) how everyone tries to handle the lions here. ]

Huh?!

[ he is... not really expecting to see anyone from his team out there with them, but here we are. ]

[crimebaby]

[ yeah he will see livio getting dragged onstage and being forced to fight this lion with his bare fists!! ]

[ livio is pretty good at dodging despite his massive size, so he's focused on that, while the lion is lunging at him!!! ]

week 1, post-trial

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[ jesus christ that was a mess. once he's back to the warehouse, simon just drops down and lies back on his sleeping bag, looking up at the ceiling... and fishes a couple of the monkey pins out of his pocket to give to money when he wanders over. ]

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[ livio has come to wash up, still pretty silent, but once he's done he'll linger in the warehouse a little longer. glancing at simon ]

.... Thanks for earlier.

week 2, day 1

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[ they are in the warehouse... admiring the new rainbow mat. happy pride ]

Hey, Simon. Ya notice anything odd yet this week?

[ emoshare... ]

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[ it's such a good mat. so gay.

and simon's looking at it from like, halfway across the warehouse as he makes a conscious effort to distance himself from everyone. ]

Um, like... the way Mr. Fukuzawa was acting this morning, you mean...?

week 2, thursday

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[ it took a long while, but simon's finally managed to wash off all the blood and the messy egg yolk, and he's changed into jeans and a tie-dye shirt.

now, he's standing in front of the mirror, seemingly more than a little out of it as he stares at his reflection with a blank expression — at the now mostly healed gash from his forehead down through where his left eye used to be.

the emotions around him are heavy, dark, and cold as they have been all week whenever anyone's gotten close enough to feel them, but now there's a sort of nauseating uncertainty on top of everything. ]

[crimebaby]

[ livio would keep his distance, but in this case, he really cannot. and... those were not really emotions he would expect from simon ]

[ but then again, it seems like he'd just come back from something hellish ]

.... Simon?

[ fretting and fussing ]

week three, monday

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[ livio is at the vr station!!! with simon. simon is here now. ]

[ livio is suddenly insecure about not being able to use vr in front of simon... ]

Hey Simon... are ya feeling better?

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Y-yeah, mostly? Mr. Fukuzawa healed the rest of my bruises and stuff, so...

[ looks at the vr machine... ]

Have you tried anything like this before?

week three, tuesday

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[ sorry for double pcs but also ]

Simon, can I ask you something? Did you get a text message thursday?

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i mean, i got messages from a few people asking what happened on the egg thing?

week 3, thursday

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[ i will assume livio is coming back to the warehouse at least at some point to wash off the blood and everything, so simon will hang around him for a while if he lets him, and like, clear a space on the couch amelia had the amazing foresight to buy this week so he can sit/lie down as needed. ]

H-hey... How are you feeling?

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[ yeah, he's moving very slowly because he's tired af, but he's gotten healing!! cleaning himself up. self-consciously trying not to show his back or much of anything to simon ]

'M better. Thanks for the heal.

week 3, sunday

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[ well. that was an exec. ]

.... Hey. I think everyone's gonna blame us for all that.

[ damn livio way to bring down the mood immediately ]

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Yeah. I know.

[ even if his tears are bullshit, the anxious state he's been in ever since the middle of the trial — like a hyper-alert prey animal — is, unfortunately, completely real. ]

We need to figure out who it was. Before Thursday. Or...

week 4, tuesday

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[ sometime on tuesday, maybe after their team meeting while livio's still nearby, a pig will run by to deliver a memory.


...yeah, that feels like a fitting one for him to see, he guesses. ]

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[ ... well, they did talk about this before. how they wanted simon to disappear. and just like before, it strikes a chord within livio he can't ignore, even if melanie wasn't like this lady. ]

So that's what happened.... she was tryin' to blame you for someone's murder...?

week 4, sunday

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[ sometime after execution and after the team meeting, simon's back at the warehouse putting fresh pine bedding in the rat tank while both his rat and fukuzawa's hang out on his shoulders. ]

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[ the rat tank.... livio watches him do this quietly, just hanging out ]

week 5, tuesday

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[ welp. at some point when amelia's out committing justice atrocities, simon's just going to ~confidently~ come over and back livio up against the wall, because it's fuckin alpha week and he can finally be the kabedoning top he was born to be.

he's 20+ cm shorter, this looks so ridiculous. ]

Hey, Mr. Livio... you think I'm pretty cute, right?

1/2

[crimebaby]

[ amelia off the chain with a bomb, what will she do ]

[ anyway even confident while simultaneously dead inside livio is caught off guard by this, he will allow himself to be kabedoned ]

w5, post-mini event

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[ livio is in his tiny house now. being tiny. still so disgruntled. i hope simon is still high ]

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[ yeah he sure is!! he's here with a rat in one hand and a duckling in the other, crouching down by the Tiny House ]

Look who I brought!

week 7, monday

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[ manifesting somewhere private.... ]

.... Better.

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[ simon leans against a wall wherever he is on his end, which might look like he's inside a vending machine or something on livio's side. who knows. ]

Yeah.

[ idk how soon after the initial thread this is so i will let you follow your heart and decide if he's changed into normal clothes or not. ]

w7, uh. wednesday take 2? i guess??? what is time

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[ once the dead and living can contact each other again, livio will get two forwarded texts, one after the other, that he can probably pretty easily figure out are the ones that simon originally sent to amelia. ]

from user hilarious:
ok well congrats on not dying this week, i'm glad you made it

to answer your question, hiding things is kind of what i do
i haven't trusted anyone in 18 years and i never had any intention of trusting any of you either
you lucked out and avoided all my really shitty memories so i guess you only have a tiny bit of the context for it
so here you go

when i was in kindergarten my "best friend" kidnapped me and i almost froze to death tied up in a car on christmas eve (lol i dodged a bullet being dead this week ig)
i never saw my father again, which i thought was because he got murdered that night, but i got back a lost memory that week that made me realize he wasn't who i thought he was so
i guess i was actually right the first time and he just never bothered looking for me? lmao cool
anyway i was at a shitty orphanage for 6 years
witnessed a secret political assassination and cover up that people high up in law enforcement were involved in so they kept interrogating me about what i saw and wanted to get rid of me
and i couldn't go to the police or anything for help because the people at the top were in on it
ran away and spent the next 12 years barely sleeping and jumping at every unexpected sound thinking they'd finally found me
i joined the circus specifically because they travel around so that meant i wouldn't have a permanent address and it'd be easier to hide

so sorry my track record didn't make me eager to share anything that i thought might give people incentive to kill me??
getting framed for shit i had nothing to do with just brought all those memories back
and then two days later they literally came back lol

(splitting this into 2 messages)


from user bobo:
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since hot mess ended up taking the fall for that i didn't have any proof that i wasn't guilty and i figured everyone was going to come after me in retaliation if i couldn't find out who it really was
which i never did because no one would ever fucking tell me a damn thing
and i was scared as hell because everyone ALWAYS comes after me, it's like my fucking life story, as that week sure kept reminding me

i thought i could at least guess who it was based on some of the evidence discussed during trial
(which lol now that i know THAT was a fucking frame job too but)
i wanted to get them back for what i thought they did to me
and i thought about the calculations everyone made at that trial, how no one looked at the teams the victims were on and how they weren't willing to vote for a team with less than 4 people if they weren't sure
and i thought if our team lost someone then they'd feel sorry for us and lay off

so i came up with a plan and carried it out and it worked
until this side apparently told everyone over there that i was a threat that needed to die
so i guess everyone i talked to that week was lying to my face and just humoring me while planning to off me
which yeah karma whatever
but also lmao that shit is exactly why i felt like i had to do what i did in the first place
so, you know
awesome to have that confirmation that i really never could trust anyone
and that everyone was glad to have me dead except for maybe you
though i figure i'm one of the bad guys in your book now so maybe not

anyway that's what i have to say

also money's dead btw they threw him in a fucking lava geyser, he's over here too

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[ yeah amelia never showed him this a lot happened ]

She was really sad for you, just so you know. That she hadn't tried harder with you. But you never really gave her a chance to know the real you either. You and I had some real time together, but obviously I only knew part of your history. Thanks for sending me this.

This is all pretty shitty though. Once we knew the messages were coming from the Erased and there were so many of them I didn't really have a reason not to believe them, and I had figured out what you did to Fukuzawa behind our backs. By the time Ylfa had told me what really happened with the framing, things were already going to shit and then all those messages came. And I couldn't let you kill them, even if what they did ended up really fucking you over. And I couldn't trust you wouldn't hurt Amelia, either, since you hid all this shit.

So I'm not sorry for thinking you're a threat. You're also a fucking shithead. But I am sorry things worked out this way. And I'm glad you're not gone. I'm not planning on leaving you dead, just for the record. I meant what I said before.

You guys alright on that end, btw? We went through some time travel crap.

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[ livio is around somewhere idk i'm too tired to think of a good starter, what's up simon ]

... Thanks for sendin' the points over.

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[ he nods. ]

Yeah. Like I said, wasn't going to risk screwing myself out of getting out of here because of them, so.