[discord @everyone notification noise]

[phantasmagorial]

A few days after, uh... you know, all that shit goes down, the Executors will wake up one morning to find a fancy looking smartphone has been just... deposited next to wherever their heads happened to be as they slept. Thankfully for the chunky boys among us (lookin at you, Lion) they appear to be completely indestructible and have the unnerving ability to just sort of reappear in your hand whenever you realize you've misplaced it.

Fiddling with the phone will eventually lead you to a message from Rei, apparently sent before the phones were dished out.

Hi everyone. I thought it might be a good idea for us to have a way of keeping in touch in case of emergencies so I traded some books and food from Limbo to get these phones. We can send messages, make calls and just keep in touch with each other across Purgatory a lot more easily this way. I hope so, anyway.

The clerk said they could deliver them all for me when they were ready and I'm not really sure how that works so I hope they get to everyone in time.

With that – congratulations! You now have access to network features. Executors can use their phone to make text, video and audio posts as well as calling and texting each other privately. They can send photos, videos and audio recordings and, yes, there is a messaging app (Discordia, so it's called) full of emojis that already has a group chat set up. Enjoy, shitposters.

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[schardynfreude]

[? Ardyn will remember that.]

We barely know anything about ourselves.

With our memories currently as they are, there's nothing TO stab each other in the back about, nor is there much of anything any of us think we deserve. We're all dead, remember. The only thing waiting for us is more fighting and trying to fix the cogs.

[emberserker]

Even if that's the case, you just think we can live happily like this? Everyone playing around like we didn't all get killed by one thing or another?

[schardynfreude]

Everyone dies dear.
Do you want to talk about it?

[emberserker]

I doubt it'll help. I don't even remember what she did. I just know it was something bad enough to make me want her gone.

[schardynfreude]

Oh no...you remembered something upsetting. We don't always have context for these things
We don't always understand what's happening what's going on

It doesn't have to mean what you think
Maybe it does! What's to be done about it now?

[emberserker]

[A pause. If she had all her powers back, the phone would be starting to overheat, but thankfully, this is not the case.]

I don't know for now. We'll have to see. For all I know, Ernesta's living happily without me. I can't stand any of this.

[schardynfreude]

Would that be so terrible?

[emberserker]

I don't know why I hate her so much, but I ought to have at least gotten revenge for it.