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[mermaidkin]

[The greetings on the other end of the phone line by time of day.]

5 AM to 11 AM: Good morning, Stranger!
11 AM to 12 PM: Good day, Stranger!
12 PM to 5 PM: Good afternoon, Stranger!
5 PM to 11 PM: Good evening, Stranger!
11 PM to 5 AM: A little late, isn't it, Stranger?

[And then:] What can I do you for?

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[mermaidkin]

[Maybe people can turn into noise... but what does that matter? They're not people anymore. Perhaps Eric will find the video of Yotsuyu turning into a bird troubling.]

I've got lots of them, but they pretty much all have even bigger plans. Us two are here giving you the human touch! [Don't you enjoy it!!! No, the crankiness is real, of course. On a note related to that:] There have been lots of attempts in these games at demoralizing executions - the one in the Mansion even had a role dedicated to it - but this time we're just. Cutting to the heart of things. Other individuals. It's such a... personal game, after all.

[He can guess what would happen to Eric.]

[poorlovefool]

All? Does it mean they're not even the same bigger plans? Why's it so complicated up there?

[Eric listens to this and his eyes narrow.]

I see what you did there...

[mermaidkin]

Guilty as charged... [The bosses tho.] There's so many different worlds to worry about! What I'm saying is, the division that focuses on this darling little neighborhood isn't that big. A lot of people who make way more than me are working on basically similar projects that are just in totally different places.

Not saying those are death games, though.

[Sing-song sigh.] This is why we depend on IT to help us accept that it's so complicated!

[poorlovefool]

But you're not NOT saying it.

[what does basically similar to a death game even mean. that's not helping.]

It's been a while since your voice got all freaky. Is that what IT does?

[mermaidkin]

[Death Game a la carte with olives]

Yeah. That's the whole point; that we can do both. Employees like me and Link, I mean. We also have some of one type, some of just the other.

Hmmmmm... If you had to choose, what type would you want to be?

[poorlovefool]

[Eric sputters.]

Don't just ask that! [IT'S CREEPY. But he'll pretend that's not the sole reason.] I still know basically nothing about why that happened.

[mermaidkin]

Hmmmm... [He can tell Eric is trying to make a save, but that's actually a pretty good question, very abstract and high-level. Hiyori gives it some serious thought.] Basically, we're aligned with IT because we're both mentally and physically weak. He tells us what to do and how to do it. In a physical fight like that, I needed more information about how to do it. Make sense?

[poorlovefool]

Nnnnot really. What information would it give you that you didn't already have? You already know everything about us in the past. Could it predict our movements?

[mermaidkin]

Knowing everything and having access to that knowledge isn't exactly the same thing. Haven't you ever heard of a tool-assisted speedrun?

[Ya nerd?]

It sees everything. On either side of the fight.

[poorlovefool]

[Heard of it, yes. Have any idea how it works? Absolutely not! Eric frowns a bit, then decides the summary at the end is enough for him.]

Hm, I see... thanks for actually telling me that.

[mermaidkin]

You're very welcome.

[It seems the pace is naturally slipping a bit, as well as the resentment... maybe Hiyori's done a bit of his job atoning for the Noise disturbance? He'll just plant the seed.]

Feel free to call me again if you have any more questions.