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[trashed]

[Luceti is just bent on torturing him. If he ever got any major gain, he'd just end up getting pulled back down to earth.

HAHAHA SEE WHAT I DID THERE--

Anyway.

He's having just a bit of bad luck today, seeing as how...well, every time he tries to walk through a doorway, he ends up in a trashcan. It'd happened several times already, and as of yet he hadn't exactly been caught by anyone.

But it was getting really annoying. Whatever Luceti was doing now needed to knock it off.

However, as he tries to enter his own apartment again...

He finds himself in another trash can. Where is he this time? Outside your house? Inside your house? In the trash can underneath the sink...?

Either way, I hope the trash can's not too dirty! Don't freak out too much, either. He won't bite.

Wait, yes he will.

...Engage at your own risk?]

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[distressedude]

[W e l p.]

[Ion was just opening up the cupboard beneath the sink to throw out a few scraps of paper into the kitchen trash, when the can just seemed to explode out and onto the ground.]

[...is that a person?]

[trashed]

[Sync comes tumbling out of the trash can -- just how, exactly, had he fit in there? Who knows.]

Stupid plac--

[He catches familiar green hair out of the corner of his eyes, and--]

You've got to be kidding me!

[distressedude]

Sync?

[Just... staring.]

[There are so many questions he could ask, but for now, he'll stick to the most obvious one.]

...what were you doing in there?

[Action]

[childofthefullmoon]

[Luceti really has it out for Estelle too. For as she's trying to clean up in house #12, every time she turns around... things are dirty again. Just... random trash and such seems to appear when she's not looking. This is just a little frustrating.

As she goes to throw away some of the garbage she'd just recently picked up, she opens the lid to the kitchen trash can... there's a face.

Oh look! More random trash!

Estelle shrieks and jumps back in surprise, dropping what she had just picked up.]

[Action]

[trashed]

[When she shrieks, he winces -- but at least he can come out of the trash can now.

He rubs his ear and brushes himself off, looking even more grumpy now than he had before. Is that even possible?]

Geez, your screaming's really annoying.

[positivelycharged]

[Oh hey, how'd you get in the kitchen trash, Sync. You're not gonna tell on the fact Florian's sneaking snacks, are you?]

...............Do you want a cookie?

[trashed]

[Not a word. That is, if you don't go and tell everyone else that he's here.

...Also cookie what even--]

I don't want a cookie! I want to stop having this happen!

[Enter him trying...to get up. Bah.]

[dissonates]

[Sync must have the best luck ever, because just as he appears in the trash can of House #47, Asch is opening it and dumping a plate of smelly old meatloaf in.

So yeah. You enjoy that, Sync. All over your face.]

[trashed]

[UGH GROSS MEATLOAF.

Sync yelps something unintelligible when the stuff hits his face, and he's quickly trying to get it off his face. Gross.]

Hey! Watch it!

[...Wait.]

[cilantro]

[Considering how odd things have been happening all week, Cilan really should be used to something like this happening by now. And yet, when he goes to open the lid for the trash can to throw some trash away in the kitchen, he honestly wasn't expecting to see a person appearing in the trash of all places. So yeah, enjoy that sudden loud noise of surprise and him nearly slamming the lid back down on you in response.

Thankfully for you though, Sync, he does move the lid to look again rather than just leaving you there.] Hello? Are you alright?

[trashed]

[OH MAN DON'T SLAM IT BACK ON HIS FACE.

...Ugh, this was extremely annoying.]

Great. I'm just great. I really wanted to be appearing in trash cans today!

[This is not-so-subtle sarcasm, Cilan.]

[greenghost]

[John's actually pretty surprised you can fit in that little trash can there, Sync. Which is precisely why he's sitting at his desk leaning backward in his chair and staring at you.]

...Having some trouble there, dude?

[trashed]

[Yeah, well he's surprised too.

He just kind of...rolls out of it or something, and mutters under his breath.]

What was your first idea, genius?

[presumablyalone]

[This week has certainly been a weird one. With the trees talking about people, the sky that's dark during the day and bright at night. Seto's been lucky enough to not get effected by anything that's happening to other people thus far.

But then when he goes to throw a wrapper away in the trashcan by the fridge...

...

A person.

THERE IS A PERSON IN THIS TRASHCAN.] W-What are you doing in there??

[trashed]

[GEE THANKS FOR HELPING HIM UP.

No really it's okay, he probably wouldn't accept it anyway. He's just...going to try to get out on his own now.]

I didn't mean to get in here! This stupid place is driving me crazy!

[The real question is: when is it not?]

[action]

[seleniahymn]

[It seems that whatever forces are behind this, they are fond of making Sync continuously appear in House One as this time he emerges from the wastebasket in Tear's room just as she was depositing the remnants of an apple core into his face.

... She did not expect to see a head of familiar green hair.] Sync!

[action]

[trashed]

[they just want to make his life even more of a living hell than it was before. It's like a vicious cycle: he tries to leave, he gets stuck into another one of House One's trash cans.

He doesn't know which is worse - showing up in other peoples' trash cans or finding himself in theirs.]

Great. This is all just great.

[he's just. Trying to get out of it now...]

[Action]

[bubblywishes]

[Well, after climbing into the house through the window to actually get breakfast (doors are terrible creations in Luceti, this Norma has learned well and good), the girl finishes up what she made for herself and little Sophie, and shoos the kid off into the living room to play or draw or something while she does the dishes. But not before first dumping the remains of Sophie's soggy cereal right into the trash.

Incoming!]

[Action]

[trashed]

[OH EW GROSS glkhdfg this is not even cool.

He yells when the cereal gets dumped on him, and he thrashes so hard he tumbles right out of the garbage can and onto the floor.

Isn't that great?]

[wildlittlegirl]

[ Luckily Arietta did not just dump garbage into the trash can! But she was right outside the room, and jumps when the sudden sound of the kitchen trash can falling over as Sync appears in it meets her ears. Slowly she peeks her head into the kitchen. ]

Asch? Is that you?

[ Are you hurting yourself on things again?

[trashed]

[OH GOOD that makes one of the very few people who has dumped trash on...well, trash.

Great. It was Arietta. So he's desperately trying to find something that he can hide his face with, because he doesn't exactly want her to find out who he was like this.

He's not going to respond, because that'll give away that he's here too.]

[silpheed]

[Rachel was just wiping a few leftover teacake crumbs into the trashcan, but huh. She didn't remember throwing anything green away... or, y'know, vaguely person shaped.

... just going to casually wipe more crumbs into the trashcan now. n_n]

OMG IT'S KAYE

[trashed]

[OH MAN SO RUDE RACHEL. But then again this is Rachel, after all...]

Hey! Cut that out!

[Why is he even bothering at this point--]

[action]

[catus_carnival]

[Oh. There's a green person in some random garbage can she was passing by (and possibly inspecting to see if there was any thrown out food, but that's gross)

...This green person seems kind of familiar.]

Are you looking for food in there too?

[action]

[trashed]

[...What. Why would he even--]

No! I'm not looking for food! I don't know how I even got in here!

[UGH.]