JR005X | text | d019;

[1797]

[Guess who has been trapped alone in a building with four sticks of raw sugarcane and a map he wants to copy. All he has available is a tiny ass screen, so we must suffer the limited ASCII together. Fake screen boundary included bc otherwise it's even less decipherable.]

┌──────────────┐
│-`;-./`o\/\_,_│
│ (        -<- │
│ )   *        │
│(  x_x<-   ^n │
└──────────────┘

[There's a handy key of what some of this nonsense means if you keep scrolling:]

o start?
* jail (again)
-<- plane
x_x<- dead

Comments

[salamanca]

[ Lalo likes Senku's laugh. It's a pleasant sound. He laughs, too. ]

Nah, nah, nah! Not a dead body... The guy! In the picture! With the no-eyes! You get it? That's where the cabin is.

[ He sounds very happy and excited to be explaining.

Lalo makes note of the fact that apparently someone will get Shaw "if it's necessary". Personally, as far as Lalo is concerned, if she doesn't want help, who gives a shit; but Ben would have a different way of thinking about such things. Anyway, he likes knowing where everyone is, who is going where and doing what, so he can better plan his next moves. ]

Tell you what. Sounds like you guys are stretched thin out there... The detective and I can swing by and check on our new friend here. We're not too far away.

[hyakuoku]

OH, I get it. Cabin is the X'd out eyes face.

[ Two cops helping out sounds fine to him. He's cop neutral. (Sorry, Joker.) ]

If you can do that, it would be a lot faster than us coordinating to try from here.