[Week 0, Sunday post-execution: Max]

[purrtagonist]

[this is the last fucking PC I'm making for Sunday I swear to god]

[ANYWAY 'SUP MAX, someone is knocking on your hotel room door! normally, at least. he isn't trying to be obnoxious]

[yet]

Comments

[concertmaster]

... Well, in that case, you'll probably be fine so long as no one offs your Composer and decides to wipe the state clean and start all over. That is, if you make it out of this Game at all.

Good luck with that.

[purrtagonist]

[HE SAYS THAT LIKE AKIRA'S REALLY GOING TO NEED IT. . .]

[. . .]

Hey, Max.

[he's curious again]

What can you tell me about the Composer?

[concertmaster]

[hmmm. he chinhands]

Well... They're similar to most Composers. Secretive, kind of an asshole, control freak, likes to pretend they're being benevolent and generous even though it's the bare fucking minimum, full of themselves. The usual.

[but?]

... But they genuinely do believe this Game has to be the way it is for the benefit of everyone. Whatever the hell that means.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . hm. that can mean a lot of things. "genuinely believe," like are they just that twisted that they think murder is the best way to test a person's character, or. . .?]

Do you trust them?

[concertmaster]

To do their job? Sure.

[what else is there, clearly]

[purrtagonist]

No. That isn't my question.

Do you trust them, as an individual, to do what is really best for their Players? Even if you can't understand their methods?

[this is Important]

[concertmaster]

[there is a long pause]

I don't know them as an individual that much. Like I said. They think they're doing what's best for everyone. I'm... a neutral party.

[whatever that means, he doesn't look like he wants to expand on it]

[purrtagonist]

[. . .]

Do you want to be more than just a neutral party?

[concertmaster]

Nope. Neutral's just fine for me.

[:/]

I mean, except for this entire job thing, but there's downsides to everything.

[purrtagonist]

No job is perfect.

[there's something there, just out of reach. he doesn't know how to get to it yet]

If you ever need to complain, I've been told I'm a great listener.

[concertmaster]

Yeah, yeah, the "confidant" shtick.

[you have to be higher rank up than that to reach it, akira!!!]

Was that it for questions or am I doomed to never be able to have some peace and quiet?

[purrtagonist]

Yep.

[he will max this confidant by endgame if it's the last thing he does damn it]

I think that's everything, for now. I reserve the right to think of something else later, though.

[and also!!]

I'm serious about hanging out, by the way. I think the both of us could use a break sometime.

[concertmaster]

[i believe in you joker even if max doesn't]

Sure, why not. I'm not completely opposed to the idea.

[that's the closest he'll get to a yes. also:]

Now get the fuck out. I have some pictures to burn.

[..........ah]

[purrtagonist]

. . .

That seems like a waste of perfectly good pictures.

[concertmaster]

Your faces were really the waste for those. I'm just freeing us all from very painful memories.

[purrtagonist]

What did you expect to happen when you gave a bunch of people cameras? Some of whom have never seen a camera before in their lives?

[concertmaster]

I don't like your implication that I was involved with any of the bullshit decisions in this Game.

[purrtagonist]

That's fair. Does that mean you're only going to claim the non-bullshit decisions?

[concertmaster]

There's not a single non-bullshit decision involved. That's what happens when the entire Game is bullshit, Joker.

[purrtagonist]

[got him there, you tiny cynical child]

Hard to argue with that.

[pushes away from the wall to head to the exit]

I guess I'll leave you to your controlled arson, though. Try not to burn the whole hotel down.

[concertmaster]

Ehhh, you guys probably wouldn't notice.

[:3]

... Besides, I've learned to not use gasoline for fires.

[purrtagonist]

[WOULDN'T NOTICE. . .]

How did you discover that small life lesson?

[concertmaster]

I used gas to start a fire. Obviously.

[obviously.]

[purrtagonist]

Obviously.

When? Why? What were you burning?

[give him the deets, Max my man]

[concertmaster]

[... a tad reluctantly:]

I was starting a bonfire. The wood was wet so I figured, hey, why not.

[well. that doesn't sound so bad?]