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There are some things here that are limited.
We can only die a certain number of times before it changes.
Do you think there are any limits to anything else here?
How many people can come from your world.
How many times you can leave this place.
Or is it just that one?
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[Arya looks very serious as she addresses the network today. She's still on the brink of fury, unable to shake off what had happened with Frisk.]

How many others of you had their Mirror try to murder them while the parties were going on? They have the advantage here, they know far more about us than we do them -- how do you even prepare to fight someone like that?

[She's about to switch off, then something else occurs to her and her face hardens.]

If you see my Mirror, promise me you'll kill them.
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[Maybe it's a little bit his fault for getting too complacent. Maybe it's just the nature of this place, eating at you and making you numb to the insanity. But all this death? The kids? This can't continue.

John hasn't seen a sudden death toll like this since the 90s, and all those teen girls started emulating The Craft for fun.]


What the hell!? This...this shit can't keep on going like this. This isn't going to sustain itself, and I don't know why something hasn't been done before?

[Dad's not mad, he's disappointed.

Okay, he's mad.]


How many deaths are we at now? Really? We can't keep going on like this! We need a fucking police force, or security, or fucking consequences. Or some goddamn mandatory self defense classes, something. [John pauses, running a hand through his already wild hair. He's been stressing over this for a while, it seems.] And I don't give a flying crap if it's not permanent. It's not right. It's not.

We can't let this happen again.

[And with that weak, wearied finish, John shuts off the video.]
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[ Some of you may have witnessed Ramsay wreaking havoc on a certain "Prince" Theon's reputation. A few days later, another young man appears on the network. He's clearly agitated and even more clearly enraged, jaw clenched tightly and a fire burning in his eyes as he paces like a restless animal with his device. ]

Listen to me, all of you.

[ He does his best to force authority into his voice, to try to force others to obey his word, just as he did in Winterfell, but things are different now. There's too much uncertainty lingering in his words now. What he intends to be authoritative instead comes across as desperation, madness, or just a poor man who could fall apart at any minute. ]

My name is Theon Greyjoy. Reek, or whatever he may be calling himself. The man who showed his face before--

[ Even as he continues, the uncertainty is still there. Ramsay's act is convincing. It's so convincing, in fact, that Theon is finding himself wondering if he didn't dream up his last few days in Winterfell. This is a stubborn man, however, and he refuses to back down so easily. ]

Everything he's told you has been a lie. He isn't the man he's pretending to be. He killed my men, he slaughtered two young boys--

[You allowed him to kill those boys. His guilty conscience causes him to stumble slightly, but the fire in his eyes only rages as he lets out bitter bark of laughter. ]

I should have killed him when I had the chance. I will kill him this time, whether I'm given the chance or not.

[ Ramsay's act is well constructed, but Theon is a man unhinged. Whose behavior is easier to believe? If anyone cares to slap some sense into him, they'll recognize the background as the ballroom, where he will still be pacing a hole through the floor. ]
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[ The network is met with a rather unimpressive looking man, and he seems a bit jumpy if the way his grey eyes dart around to any noises he happens to hear as he broadcasts. ]

I-I don't know how I got here. [ He's read the brochures, not that he's going to admit to that, or even being able to read just yet. It's unsafe to give strangers the inkling of being a highborn in a possibly hostile environment. Anyone familiar with Theon Greyjoy might be shocked at how easily Ramsay's anxiety and behaviour mirror the pirate's. Like someone awful took him for hostage as well. ] Or how this works [ He means the device. ] o-or if it even is, but I need to get home.

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