[WEEK 3 SUNDAY, POST-EXECUTION: Lucina]

[spinatalltale]

[at some point, these two are finally getting around to burning that weird. . . volleyball effigy of Lucina. they probably do it on the beach, near the bonfire, because burning an effigy near an already lit source of flame is the easiest thing to do]

[oh. and they probably have sea-salt ice cream. or at least, Magilou does. she nibbles at it idly as she watches the flames dance. but the silence is broken by--]

Hey, Lucina.

Now that we know evil Jack killed a guy, did anything weird happen on Thursday night when he was with you and Laura?

[oh]

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[spinatalltale]

Haa? Oh, no.

[not evil, nope]

Evil twins and triplets are just famous literary cliches. One of the three Jacks had to be evil by nature of said cliche!

[rightfully]

He wasn't one of the twins, though. He simply had the same name as them.

[ And then, remembering something else about the execution, she adds -- ]

And the other two, well - they were in love, weren't they?

[ THEY KISSED

IT WAS WEIRD ]

[spinatalltale]

Yeah, I don't even know where to begin with those two.

[THEY DIDN'T JUST KISS THEY MADE OUT]

But hey, if that's what floats their goat. . .

[rightfully]

... floats their goat?

[ SHE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND ALL YOUR MODERN, NEWFANGLED PHRASES

damn kids ]

[spinatalltale]

[btw this pc is now hilarious in retrospect. thanks Jes]

Floats their goat! It's a saying, or something.

[not even the right saying, Magilou]

For whatever makes someone happy.