Chroma: November 11

[9mon]

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Weekend 0: Sunday

[9mon]

[He's holding his newly made baseball, warm and soothing, and a baseball bat as he goes back inside of the mansion.]

Oh hey! Um... Should I still call you Jack?

[thejkdefense]

[That question, for some reason, seems to amuse November. That's so respectful somehow, he appreciates it]

At this point that fake name matters nothing. November 11 is fine, although if that's too long November is acceptable.

[9mon]

Okay, November.

Did you get to talk to one of the people who came out of the archways?

[thejkdefense]

I certainly crossed some words with one of them. It was...frustrating.

[To put it lightly. There was absolutely no way November was going to go ride that giant bird with so many eyes to go hunt pests. Especially not after that incident in the laboratory. In this bizarre monochrome place, with so many strange dangers, you can't go trusting anything except the people you arrived with -- and that's going to change once the murders start]

What do you think about those?

Week 0: Thursday

[9mon]

[Wow, apartments! It's funny how much you miss the comforts of a nice apartment after you've been without them for just a few days.

He finally gets to shower off and he's cozy in his cute meme sweater.

When he hears the knock he scurries over to open it.]

Hey!

[thejkdefense]

[November has his meme sweater on as well! Upon the door being opened, there's November, arms behind his back as if he came here to do a business meeting instead of a casual apartment visit]

Having a good day? Are you getting settled in this new residence, Kumon?

[His almost formal demeanor sure is in contrast with the sweater, but the new, shiny sunglasses he now has on his face fits his tone. Hello!

Hah, but no, he's here with a casual visit, yup. Nothing serious going on!]

[9mon]

Yeah! It's funny how much you miss a shower when you haven't had one in a while, huh?

[This is a very casual visit as far as Kumon is concerned.]

Week 1 - after CYOA

[thejkdefense]

[Text message!]

You got pretty roughed up.

[Takes a bit for the next message to come:]

I hope for your sake it's not the first time you have received injuries as bad as these ones.

[Because if it's your first time, kid, then this is rough, wow]

[9mon]

[the idea here is so funny
hey kid i hope you got beaten within an inch of your life cause this sucks for you

he'll get a text once Kumon is awake]

no
this is my first ime

[thejkdefense]

[November's bedside manners leave a lot to be desired, eh? Haha]

Sorry to hear that. Make sure to stay the full eight hours in that pod once it's free. Apparently you arrived unconscious

[He takes that as a sign Kumon got especially messed up. Others may need one hour -- just to get stabilized -- but a civilian like Kumon probably should go for the full recovery, in his opinion]

W1: Sunday

[9mon]

[ He had his eyes closed for almost the entirety of execution. It didn't stop anything from happening, she's he doesn't really know what everyone else saw...

But he's at the rooftop, arm still in a splint and just... Uneasy. ]

[thejkdefense]

[November hangs out often at the roof, turns out. There's something kind of relaxing about gazing at the horizon, even if it's here in the Prism.

Given this is the place everyone is living at, perhaps it's no surprise to find someone else here.

November doesn't speak at first, instead walking to the...edge or railing or whatever is here on the roof]

Feeling out of you depth, Kumon?

[Must be tough for someone unused to all this, November imagines]

[9mon]

[He's quiet for a moment before slowly nodding his head.]

I'm really... not used to any of this.

W2: Monday

[9mon]

[Kumon is hanging out in the art studio, and writing notes with his right hand.

It could be going better.]

[thejkdefense]

[The art studio wasn't supposed to be a place November would really visit, but after last week he does feel some comfort being here. That was why he was here now.

Instead, he finds Kumon there, taking notes. Hm. Better observe this kid for a moment. What's up, Kumon? Your right hand not your dominant hand?]

[9mon]

[It definitely isn't right handed. His writing is extremely slow, and he keeps going back to erase bits.]

w3: Sunday

[9mon]

[Up on the rooftop after all of that to try and clear his head at least a little. Is it helping? Is it not? Sometimes it's hard to tell.]

Hey, November.

[At least there's a familiar face up here.]

[thejkdefense]

[Indeed, the rooftop is a place as good as any to try to relax a little. Something about gazing at the horizon continues being soothing, and right now, he...admittedly needs some of that. What was it someone's internal narration in canon once said...?

"It's common knowledge that Contractors act rationally regardless of what kind of situation they're in. They're able to remain calm and collected while devising a sensible solution. Is it because they know no fear? No, Contractors can get scared shitless, just like anyone else. The only difference is that they don't act on their emotions."

November is feeling pretty damn unsettled. What happened to Malik is...it's terrifying.

He turns his head when he hears Kumon]

I assume you need to take a breather as well, Kumon?

['As well', meaning he's not even bothering to pretend he's not profoundly unnerved. He's not losing his composure at all, but his head is trying so hard to find that sensible solution, and failing]

[9mon]

[Both Percy and Vax were spared from true execution this time around. From relief to terror, all in the span of a breath.

But Malik... this is what people would call body horror, isn't it? Watching somebody transform from their usual body to something alien, hurting all the while. There's nothing normal about any of this.

It's impossible to get used to it, after all.

He nods, padding over to November.]

I'm not used to any of this.

WEEK 6 -- WEDNESDAY

[thejkdefense]

[There's November, reading the book Percy left about supposedly good jokes]

It's as if this entire house is a microcosm of everything you all think defines me. I'm flattered.

[He does like it, he really does. It's pretty good!]

[9mon]

[We were doing our best, mostly.]

We didn't miss anything, did we?

[thejkdefense]

I have absolutely no complaints, so no, you didn't miss anything.

[He grins]

I'm sure it was strange to see a bear in the first place. It's true many impossible things have happened in this realm, but seeing people depicted as animals like this must have been a surprise.

NIGHT BEFORE ENDGAME

[thejkdefense]

[My, it seems things have gotten ugly, eh, pal?]

Isn't it curious, Kumon? In this realm, it truly feels like everything is an extreme reaction. We return and have two peaceful days of cheer, the next day Dreamer makes all this happen. The Prism is a ridiculous place.

[He so wants to leave it and go to a saner place, haha. Still, that sure was a way to greet Kumon, wow, November]

[9mon]

[ This is definitely A Way to greet a teenager, but that's kind of the way November is.

He feels... Off, but in a way that doesn't quite feel familiar, and yet everything is putting him on edge. ]

It really doesn't feel like anything's done in halves here.

[ It's either all terrible or all great and it bounces wildly between the two. ]

[thejkdefense]

[Haha, November feels off in unfamiliar ways and it has him pretty alarmed]

I suppose it'll be only right for us to do the same and face this with all our might. Do you feel prepared?