ain't no party like a murdergame afterparty, cw: some mentions of alcohol

[originallutece]

[--cuz a murdergame afterparty is horrifying and sad and possibly a little threatening if Mahiro insists on bringing his gun with him, please don't do that buddy.

Honestly, guys, we're running out of cooks at this rate. But it's nice to gather after horrifying events, and so while Rosalind's cooking skills are absolutely terrible, her alcohol-pouring skills are a little better. Come have a glass of wine or three and ruminate on the fact that there's only fourteen of us left.]

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[originallutece]

So she'd exist as-- what, a ghost?

[aumygoddess]

No. Her memories and consciousness would eventually merge with the version of her from the newest universe. Ah, that is why she is over a century old despite looking so young, she has many lifetimes of memories in her head.

[ looking slightly guilty about that last part. sorry rika. ]

[originallutece]

That is different.

[Fascinating, though. Rosalind finally turns over her notebook, where she's illustrated a very odd thing indeed.]

That's a doorway between the worlds. A tear. And from my experience, when you bring the same person into a universe where they already are, their brain has overwhelming difficulty dealing with it. They receive both sets of memories, can't deal with the cognitive dissonance, and typically hemorrhage.