new year, new you

[cancrymods]

It's been some time since the Executors made their way down to the Gula layer and while things have been quiet, that doesn't necessarily mean they haven't been busy. The snow that had been falling steadily for the past week or so has finally eased, even if a thick blanket of the stuff seems to remain in all the Layers you've travelled to. The ever present threat of an Authority has been mitigated somewhat by Gerda being... well, Gerda and though her intentions and the full scope of her motivations are still a mystery, she at least seems to be willing to assist the Executors so long as they do the same for her in turn.

All the errands they've been running have done a lot to help the Undercity – the kitchen is stocked, and the communal areas feel fuller and livelier. Music often rings out from the stage and all in all, things seem fuller and warmer here.

And yet, that quiet hunger continues to nip at you every moment you spend in Gula. Even if it weren't for the Gluttony Layer's effects, though, there would be answers aplenty to be hungering after – the mysterious butterfly accompanying Ariel, the question of Rei's lack of memories... and of course, the mystery girl who seems determined to see you all returned to mindless Specters once again.

Do you still believe you have what it takes to travel to the bottom of Purgatory and restore things to their natural order?

There's only one way to find out for sure.

[ ... And we're back! After our holiday break, the Gula chapter of Can Cry's metaplot is now continuing! Happy New Year, Executors - let's see what you make of it! ]

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[ourtomorrow]

I'll get them!

[ Already transformed, Prehnite buzzes out of hiding on his bugwings, then zips off to grab the other Executors. Gerda had established more of a rapport with Medic and Veil...they're better for tracking her down, hopefully calming her.

As he flies, he types with one hand: ]

Did you all see that, too?

[alcahest]

[ it takes a moment — frozen in horror, retching — before Mona's trembling legs are able to move, and she sprints to catch up with Prehnite, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she begins to sob. she fumbles to pull her phone out and calls Chiron, clutching it to her ear with both hands like a lifeline while it rings. ]

Please pick up, please, please...