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WEEKLY BULLETIN
[Though the bulletin is always text, today it opens up as an audio file. Voices filter through, overlapping, and maybe you recognize a few from network posts in the past . . . although they seem a bit off.]

--aybe you've seen me around lately, and if you have, you probably noticed something missing! It's a--

--with some mysterious glowy, kinda ḏ̶͂i̴̜͐s̶͔͒t̸̰͆o̸͈͂r̷̗̉ẗ̷͇́e̴̙̎d̵̖̎--

--asking for a friend--

--anyone seen Riku?--

--I gave h̸̯͓͓̽̎̏̈́̈̍̽̒͊̉̂̅͘͝͠i̴̢͕̙͔͇̰͚̜̠͛͜m̸̪̼̩̝̥̝̗̥̯̦̮̥̣̬̲͂̀͌͐́̈́̽̽̒ͅ to the forest spirits the forest spirits the forest spirits the spirts I used some--

--just what the fucking hell? What the hell just happened?

--did any of you see things? Hear things? --

--has anyone found a way to burn things to burn them to burn them all has anyone found a way--

--I thought we were here to help--

--you're not here to help you cannot help them you cannot yo͢u̴ s͝avȩ n͢o̸ ̡y̕ou̶ s̢a͡v̵e n̴othin̷g͡ y͠ou͜ ̀k̀ep̨ th͟em̧ ́iǹ h̨om̶e ̴aņd̡ ͡yo̡u͟ ͜k̛ee̕p yo̡͟u ̷̡̡k̢̀e̷̕ep͟ ̢t͞҉h͢e̸m͢ i̧̡͟n ͜͏a̵̸͞ ͞bę̷̛d̶ ̧҉a̶n͢͏́d̸̨ y̵͟ò̷́ú͞ k̴͏ee̶͜p͏ ̢̀͠tḩ̨e̶͡m͟ ̵̷̕fo͏̶ŕ ̷us͠ ̡̛͠l̷̛҉ike͜ ͢s͟a̵̛ŗd҉҉i͏n̢͏͡es͝ ͠i̛͘n ̧͘͝a͡ ͘͜c̨͡͝an̴ ļ͡i̢͡ke̛̕ ͢rats͢ ̷́͠i̡n̡͢ ̶̸̢a̷ ̴́͞c̨ą́g̕҉e ͢l̡i̧͡͡k̷̕͟e͘ ̷҉f̶͏̨i̧͝sh̶́ ̀͡ì̡n͟͡ ̵̡̛a̸̧ b̵a̛͢r̶r̷̸͟e҉ĺ̨͞ ̷̧ỳ͢ơ͘u̴̶͜ ͢͞kę́e̶͠p̛ ̴̡t͞͡h͢͏e̷͡m̡͞ ̷p̕͝e̢͡n͜ń͝e̛d҉̨ ̧͟l̶̸ik̴̡͟e͞҉ ̶͟

cà͡tt̸͡le͘͠ ͝

a͜͏͝n̴҉d̢ w̛̛e͝ ͘͏w̛̛i̷͟͡l̴̶̛l͏͟͞ c̶͝o̡͜me f̵͠or͟͢ ͠th̵̡e͜͟m̸͟ ̀a̕n̸҉d̸ ͝w̵e̵̛ ͢w̵͘͢i̴ll͡ c͟͝om̀͟e҉ ̛͠fo̸̕͞ŕ҉ ̕y̴̡ó̸̢u͘͘ ̢á̕ņd͠ ̢̨͞y̧ò͢u̷͝ c͏͟a̴̡n̛͠no̷t͟͞ ̧̢s̷͢av̴҉e̵͝͡ ̢͘t͏h̨̡̀e̶͞m̶ ͘͝and̸͠ ͠ y̵͜o̕u̸̸͡ ̧c̷a͡ņn͝҉ơ͟t́҉̕ ̵sa͝v̶͏ȩ ̸̸͜thę̛m҉ à̧n͟d҉̨ ͏͡͡y̧̕ǫ̛҉u̕ ̨ca̷͢n̛ǹ͘ò̷t ͞͝s͏a̸v̛e̴̡ ̷̶͟ţ̸̕h҉̧̨e̵m̵͟ ̛͟͞à͢nd̵̴ ̨y̡̕҉o̷̢u̶ ̷C̷AN͟N̸̕O̴T̶̵ ҉S͏͢A̛҉V̨E̕ ͏T̢̢͡H̕҉E̵M̸ Y̢̡͘O̡͢U̶͢ ̢̨̨̢͡C̶̶̨͢À̷͜͝Ǹ̵̡͜N̵̷͟O̷̸͝T̸̸͡ ҉̨̨̡͠Ś̴͝Á͘͟҉̶V̛͠E͏̧͢͜ ̷̢͡͏͢T̸̡̀͝H̶̨͞E̷̵͘͟M̴̨̕ ͢҉̴́Y͡Ǫ͠͠U̸͡ ̕͟͝͞C̀͟A͟͝͡N̵̨̨Ń͠͡O̵̧̡̢Ţ̡̛͢ ҉̸͢S̶̡͜͝A͏V̸̶͞É͜͏ ̴̢̕T̴̸͠H̡͜͢É̡͝M҉̴̨͟ ̸͠҉Y̢͘͝Ó̸̸̶͡U͟ ͝Ć̴͜A҉̸̨͡Ǹ͠N̨̡̕͟͝Ơ̢T̸ ̨̡͜͞Ś̴͢͢Á̴̵̸͢V̵̡͞E͘͜ ̴͠͏T̢͜Ḩ̴͝͡E͘͢M̷̸͜͠ ҉̷̵̵Y̷͢O͘͢͢͞͝Ù͟͢ ̵̶C͝͠͏A̷̛͟N̛N̡͘Ớ͏T҉̨͝ ̡́̀S̡̕͘͞A̵̶V͜͝Ę́ ҉̴̀͜͞Ţ̀͝H̴̢͢Ę̶̢̀M̶͝ ̕҉̕Ý̕͜͟O̸U͏̴͝ ̸̷҉̴C͞͏̶A҉̨̢͘͘N̛͘Ń̢̛͠Ó̷͜͡T̷̸̡͢ ̛͜҉̴̧S̵̴̀͢Á͘͞҉V̷̵̢҉E̡͞҉ ҉̵T͡H́͜͜͢͞È͘M̡̕͏ ̷̸̢̀͠Ý̛͜͠͠O̴͜Ų͡ ̡̀́̕͞C͟͢͡Ą̡̧͞Ņ̴N̷̡O̶T͏̵͘ ̶͘͟S̷̢͠Á͟͝V̴̢̕͡E̢̢̨͟͟ ́҉͡͞T̨͜͡H͟͡Ȩ̛M̶̀ ̶̵̢͢͟Ý̶͝O̧͡Ú ́͘͡C̵̢͟͠Ą́͢͜N̡͟͠͞N̵͜O̴̵̢͡T̷̢ Y̷̥̳͍̭̱̠̙O̟͔̗̺̝̬͟͞U̙̩̜̦̳͡ ̰̱͖̤̼̭C̶̵̳͇A̟̫̩̲͓N̞̭̥N̴̡̙̤̤O̹̳͇̭̭͖̕T͏̰͔̠͙̙̩̼͈͉ ͉̗͡ͅS̟͔̦A̧̝̠͓̥̱̫͍͘V̶͞҉͙͖̥E͏̨̝͎͎͖͇͚͚͓ ̶̬͇̳͈̹͘T̕҉̪̫̙̮̯̠͉̜H̖̫̲Ḙ̝̱̰͜͠M̡͚̹̩̦͉͍̜ ̭̞͔̘͎̕͜Y̡̡̱͚O͏̱̣̙͇̫Ù̘͘ͅ ̹̞͕͙͉̘̘̯̰͡͝C̨͙̦̞̤̙̙͇͡A̟̤͇͉̖̭ͅN̻̤̺̞̫͙̲͇Ṇ͔̣̘̭̦̜͔̝O̵͚͎͓̳̤̟̬̬͘ͅT̡̨̠̺͇͕͈̺̠ ͕̺̹͘͢S̡̩̮̮͍͜Ą̴̱̟̗̺V̶̶̟̳̘͓̖ͅE̡̱͙̟̘͉̺͍͟͝ ͏̡̼͙̣͓T͙̝̞͖̞̖̝͔H̴̢͇̣E͏̘͙̭̰͎́M͍̗͙͎ ̨̢̬̪̟͈͚̼̮͉Y͕̳̟̯͙̳Ǫ͕͕̠U̞̘̱͖̞̳͉ ͡҉̣͖̣C̶̬̰A̺̠̫̥N̨͚̠̙̤̜̦̯̘̩͝N̶̛̜̗̝̤O̟͕͔T̀͏̙̬ ̡̫̜̫̙͜S̸͓̻͘͢A̡̬̙̞͙̺̖̯̜V̶̛̼͉̩̰͟É̡̘͍̲̻̟̖ ̺͔̗̕T̜̪̱̦̙H̛̪̜̯͖̘E͢҉̼̮̼M̛͍̼̼̣̪͈̣̥̝ ̮̠̳̦̹͜͝Y̪͇͡O̡̩̖͕̯͘͢ͅU̡̜̦ͅ ͉͇͚̼̬̗̬̬́ͅC̷̡̜̜A̵̤̩̹̬͙͇̠N̹̮̙͠ͅN͈͢O҉̷̢̞T̴̵̬̺̻͢ ̨̭̹̼̣̗͇̱̰͝S̵͠҉̭̬̫A̴̺͙̮̲̳̫̳̙͠V̴̞̥̘E͏̲͕̝̦̰͈̫ ̡́҉̝̺T̷̯̲͎̕͡H͕͓̖̫E͏̙͚̞̪̱̰M̶҉̖͍͚͇͉̝̬̻ ͙̩̺̥Y̷̞O̶͖̩̺̙͚ͅU͕͓ ̡̲͓̫͖̜̮̬͟͝C̸͍̞̪̘͕̦͍̀̕A̡͘͏̰͕͇N͕̥̼͇̜N̴͈̯̼̪̬͍Ò͈̪̥͓̜̗ͅT̶͚̩̥̘́͘ ̯̮̥͜S͏̭̫͙̩̱Ḁ͈̖̺̗̣͖̕ͅV̵̟̲͓͠͝E̻̘̯͉̯̯͍͘ͅ ͅT̢͓̰H͎͙̥͙̠̤̦E̴̛̛͍͈̯͓M͚̼̟̙̖͈̻͢ ̮͇̀̕͝Y̬̲̩̭̯̠O͎̜̘̬̮̙͉̼͡Ư̵̸̳͓̱͚̜ͅ ̶͈̘̝͉̖̹͓̘C̘̠̣̗̩̻ͅẠ̼Ǹ̶͚̞̦͚N̷̫͉̘̪̠̹͘͟O̕҉͖̗͖͓̺̖͚̙T̢̯̟̙̭̱̀ͅ ̡̣͇̲̘Ś̛͚̰A̩͕͢V̶̱͓͕̗͍̻͜E̡̞̥͙̼ͅ Y̡̮͍̗̓ͬ̓ͧ́ͧ̿̉̀O̯͖̭͈̣̣̜̎̔͐͆ͭ̀͐͜Ù͙̀ͣͪ̏̇̌͒ ̵̤̰̠̫͍̠͚̊̅̀̑̽́ͅC̻̼̪̲̽͐̈́̔́A̡̫͖̼̬̯̘͗̓͟N̴̫͔̩̲̲̬̫̗̅ͨ̈́͡N̓̄̎͌͗̏͒̚͜͏̭͈͍̙̪̩O͈̩̙̪̮͇̥͑ͬ̏̏ͥ̽͞Tͭͬ͌̓̂̑̔͏̲̖̦ ̴̦̰̒͒̔ͭ͌̓ͣͮͭ͟Ș̸̫̦̲̣̯̥͗̈́ͨ̆̉̅́A̭̹̼̭̜͓̳̹ͪ̉̉͜͠V͚̳̰̋̇ͬ̋̽̽̏̀̌̀ͅE̝̳ͣͯ̔͗ ̭͍̖̫̱͐Ṯ̨̖̼̬̺̲̰̿͑̓ͪͭ͑͐ͅH̩̘̬ͭ̈́̏͆͟͢E̶̢ͥͨͨ̓ͮ̌̚҉̱͉͇̘M̭̪ͭ̀͒̀́ ̃̒̕҉̰͈̺Y̡͇̗̥͒̈̌̋̆O̧̺͎͋̀͊͜Ũ̸̵̺̖̣͇̃ ̢̖͙̆̈́̄ͬ̒ͥ͌̾̀Ç̡̫͈̦̩ͯ͟ͅĄ̷͖̟̠̗͚͓̿̄̉̔ͣ́̉ͣN̢̡͔̖̦͓̠̟̲̍̉ͅN̠͔͉̘̲͙͔̔ͨ͋͡ͅͅO̠̯̪̲͖̦ͤͦ̓̀T͖̺̞̰̦̘̼̥ͨ̊̂̿̋ͣͤ͛͝ ͧ͋ͪ̍̂̓̃̈͑͏͔̭̬̤̻̗̬͍͔S̝̟̳̭̦̃ͤͤ̋͊ͅA̡̤̬̤̻͙̦͎̦ͫ͑̒̃̾ͧV̘͕̘̫͐̕͡E͌͆͏͞͏͕̳̝̦̮̣ ̷͈̠͖͖̭̫̻͔̒̇̆͠T̸͍͎̖ͩ͛̆ͨ͜Ḣ͉͕̩̞̲̺̖̪̌ͦ̾̃ͥ͆̆ͭË̦̠͍̟́̍̍̀̂͂̍͒̚͘M̬̲͙ͧ̓̿̌̉̏̕̕͝ ̢̗̦͕͎͈͉ͣ̏ͤ͛͟Y̱͔̅ͨ̀Ȍ̙͓̗̍ͨͯU̫̲̟͔̪̦ͮͬ̀̕ͅ ̧̝̜̗̰̖̖̭͍ͤ͐̒͌̑͘͝C̡͉̗͖͙̊ͭ́A̙̯̝̰͓̓̄̋͊͆ͣN̷͙̞͇̭̗̈ͨͦͤ͒̊ͤ͢͞N̷̳̜̗͕̘̖̩͇ͯ͢͝O̯̗̩̬̗̜̣͈ͩͧ̏̕T͖͕̙̫̊ͭ̇̓ͪ̑̏ ̷̙̲̘̖͖͍ͭ̒ͨ̔ͥͩͬ͋͟S̴͓͈̗̱̗̩̘̟̀́ͥA͗̀͐́͏̣̖̲̝̘̰̦V̧͓͚̘͖ͣ̒̿ͣ́Ẻ̋͌̂̉ͣ̑̾͌҉̮̱͢ͅ ͍̭̯̞͚̼͖̙͑̂̋̉͝͝͞T̨ͩ̆̉҉̪̮̲Ḩ̛͔͖̱͍̟̩̮͛̌̌ͨ̾ͧͮ̈͞Ȩ͕̙̞̫̫̙̂ͧ̒ͬͮͧ͡ͅM̗̟̲͉͚̎̀̒ͪ͑̎͆̓́ ̨̜̹̜̼̭ͤͥ̔͊̂̕ͅŸ̸̨̝̼̹͇̟̳̳͖͑̚͡ͅÔ̧̨̨̠̝͉̺̱̱̔̽̀U̳̮̬̦̻̔ͯ̇̑̿ ̢͈̫͓͈͍̲̻̍́̋̐ͩ̋ͩ̕͜Ċ̡̨̟̘͛̀ͤ̌͘A̸͈̞̖̹̥͕̠̱͐ͯ͆͋̓̾̿͆N̛̬̱̱͕̗̰̻̭ͣ̔͛͠N̰̙̹̲̮̟͇̼ͤ̑̒ͤ͡͠Ơ̵̟̟̪̗̍̏̓͋̍͌͜T̟̼̠͖͇͉̭ͧ ̪͓͙̥̜̱̫̊̊͟͞S̥͍̥͙̦̭͇ͦͤ̇̈͛A̶̟͕͇͎͍̩̠̍ͯ͑̽̅V̙͚̜͓̯̞̜̖͊̊͂ͧ͢Ė̛̲̪̦̹͂ͧ

maybe you should try ҉E͡ ́A̷̶ ̕͡T͟ ̷͠I͏҉͝ ͞N̶͡ ̴G something :)

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[The voice changes again, though perhaps it's a bit younger than he remembers.]

It is not fear. It is not a test. It is-- it is--

[It is lacking words, perhaps.]

[ Kairi.

He's been seeing her since she died, seeing her washed up on a shore so far from home ever since he heard she'd drowned. Riku's heart has been heavy with the weight of her loss since then, the pain has not lessened with time. It just sits there, as heavy as a stone in his chest.

So he sounds a little thready, a little strangled when he says: ]

Use as many words as you need. I want to understand. You went through all this trouble.

[What a long pause. Words are really hard. And in the end, they can't piece it together too easily: the following sentences sound like everyone, all the residents of Beacon, both past and present, enemies and friends and dead and not-quite-as-dead.]

Helping.

[. . .]

You ask. You ask and ask and ask and ask and ask and ask and ask and ask and ask and ask and ask--

[This goes on a while.]

--you ASK and you ASK and you WANT TO LEARN so we will SHOW YOU

B͍E͇̺͡F̰̹̜̬͞Ò̤̥̯R̗͎̗̰̦E̖̙̮̳̫̮̕ you came here!!

Edited 2019-11-30 21:47 (UTC)

[ He recognizes some of these voices, familiar cadences he can't help but pick out of the mass of sounds. Winters. Gene. Dawn. Sora. He hears many he recognizes and so many more he doesn't, too many to count.

There have been dozens of resets. The spirits remember all of them, every person who came here before.

Does it haunt them? This endless parade of doomed strangers? Riku can't help but wonder. ]

So that's it...

Did you try this with the ones who came before us? Did we never listen? Or were you still learning how to communicate?

[ They've been trying - some of them - in their own ways. Mary noticed someone was hungry. Daylight's been trying to talk to them. Sora and the canned peaches he'd ask for from the shop, for his shy friend. Birdsong and ocarina music. ]

Why? Why attack us?

Edited 2019-12-01 06:16 (UTC)

[ Riku remembers that spirits could give peculiar gifts and if not received the "right" way, even if it seemed completely innocent on his own part, could have consequences, could be a grave slight.

He can't keep approaching this as if they have the same mentality, the same perspective. ]

...

[ You won't eat. He mentally backs up and reconsiders what this implies. Those who age the feast fell into a deep and uninterruptible slumber. We asked, we wanted to learn about this place and what happened, there's no one else like the other Beacon residents willing or able to tell, so the spirits are doing it their own way.

Showing them before they came here.

Riku's own experiences with sleep and dreams makes the connection an easy one to make, the green-eyed spirits can make them see and hear things while awake, it would be an easy matter - easier, even - to do so while they slept. ]

If you told us this before the feast, no one would have had to get hurt! I understand that talking to each other is hard, but don't you get it? Killing people isn't going to help them trust you!

Edited 2019-12-01 11:53 (UTC)

You will come back. You will come back and then you will learn more. ????

[Death is but the next great adventure, etc etc, surely this isn't a big deal. Also, how the hell did they just make that noise with their mouth, like, how do you articulate multiple question marks, we just don't know, but there it is.]

We don't always come back. And it hurts us when we lose someone too.

[ But to the spirits, who have seen more fill in the gaps each month, who wipe out a group on command to reset everything and then more just keep coming back, can they really see them as individuals coming and going or do they just see faceless masses?

The way they call them all "the spirits", and only a few of them by anything resembling a name. ]

I believe you. I want us to work together. But killing us is only going to make that harder!

[There's a low rumbling, not threatening so much as considering. It goes on unending for too long, far past what a set of lungs ought to be able to produce.]

Soft so soft . . .

[It is not a compliment.]

We will

[. . .]

try.

[ They can't all be hardened horrorterrors tempered by a hundred years of darkness or something, gosh. ]

Yeah, get used to it.

This isn't one-sided. Tell me what you want from us.

LISTEN AND LEARN when they wake.

[Of all things, the spirit(s) sound impatient. Get a grip, spirits.]

I will. Thanks.

[ This has still yielded a lot more than he expected; they can work on "long term" goals some other time. ]

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