Week 5

[foundationmods]

With the Studio in shambles, it seems odd that the game would continue on. You would think that forces from site 4 would drop in and extract people, right? But no, not a peep is heard from them. The game continues on as it has for all the previous weeks, and there is no sign of it stopping.

The weather certainly matches the mood, though. By Monday morning, a light rain will start to fall, making the area damp and gloomy. People can go outside if they so wish, but they might want to don some raincoats and rain boots.

With power off at the studio, it is safe to assume that no cameras are on there. But what about the rest of the house? Will surveillance continue there? And what is everyone going to do about this balancing act of 'survive' and 'convince everyone you should be allowed to live'? How long will it be before everyone cracks from the pressure?


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cw: alcoholism

[failsaw]

[Maybe, after that... outburst, or whatever the heck it was, at the motive, you want to talk to Giriko, or avoid her.

Giriko spends a lot of the day just pacing, like a caged animal. She showers a couple times throughout the day, like soap and scalding hot water is going to do something to get her mind and soul back in gear, like it's going to get rid of the feeling of fucking up. Or she's in the kitchen, digging through cabinets again, even though she knows there's nothing in there, even though she knows she basically just drank her last body to death, even though she's been a lot better with maintenance on this one, but she just wants to turn her brain off for a couple fucking hours, just wants to not be here right now. Or she's out at the studio, throwing debris around like physical labor is going to clear her head.

At no point in the day does the chainsaw look like she wants to talk to anyone.]

studio

[resortghosts]

[ The white prinny is still in the studio, clearing small pieces of debris in a corner. Nothing to do but work here after all. When Giriko comes in it keeps working for a while, but eventually there's an approach. ]

Giriko. Long time no see.

[ He's dropping the dood, please don't throw a rock at him. ]

[failsaw]

Fuck off. [Chainsaw is not in the mood to talk to ghost penguins, but she sounds more tired than angry, and she doesn't fling a rock at him. In fact, her rock-throwing is mostly aimed at... cleaning up. Not because she cares about the studio, but because being productive is sort of a built in reflex.]

[resortghosts]

That's no way to greet an old teammate.

[ Just saying. The clean-up effort is appreciated though, he is watching it in satisfaction. Every rock she tosses onto the proper piles is one less to move with thin wings. ]

[failsaw]

It's a fuckin' reasonable way to greet a dead asshole wearing a penguin fursuit. [giriko how do you even know what a fursuit is

but her tone doesn't have much bite in it, just baseline levels of antagonism.]

Do you want something? [the "if you don't, then scram" goes unsaid, but it doesn't really need to be said]

[resortghosts]

A chat about our survival. Your assessment of the situation.

[ Those are not things Giriko will want and he knows it, but it's also his first chance to talk to her in ages and he's not about to let moodiness get in the way. ]

[failsaw]

[She doesn't want to deal with this. She isn't interested in thinking about a losing game, and especially not right now, not with the only thing she cares about so close.

She throws a chunk of rubble towards a pile.]

You first.

kitchen

[darkremnants]

[ He's there for his third cup of coffee when he spots her digging around. ]

What are you looking for?

[ It's not catnip, right? ]

[failsaw]

[Does Giriko want to interact with anybody? No, no she doesn't. Could interacting with people get her what she wants? Yeah, maybe.]

Tch, what kinda crappy reality tv show house doesn't have any booze?

[Not a direct answer, but it's loud enough for Vanitas to hear, and probably directed at him.]

[darkremnants]

The kind that wants you to murder someone for it.

[ Though hmm. To enable the chainsaw asshole or not.

Yyyyyy ]

I got a bottle of scotch in the orange room.

[failsaw]

The house is a fuckin' asshole.

[And then the guy just up and tells her he has what she's looking for.]

What do you want for it? [Giriko's got some shit in the purple room that she's willing to trade, at the very least.]

[darkremnants]

Got anything sharp?

[ He'll just give a nod towards the door, before heading out of the kitchen himself. Time to head up the stairs. ]

[failsaw]

Yeah, I got a katana. [Which she wasn't ever going to use. She doesn't know anything about swords.

Giriko follows him, quiet. In contrast to her normal yelling, she really doesn't have a lot of energy today.]

[darkremnants]

[ fuck yeah. ]

That'll work.

[ You know he's going to play with it later to see if it's actually sharp.

Up the stairs and heading to the orange room to grab the bottle. ]

[failsaw]

[And when he goes into the orange room, Giriko will go into the purple room for the sword.]

[darkremnants]

[ Probably for the best because he's already in the dog house for Ellie and Doezai crashing there.

Giriko's smell in there might have Nora even grump.

Digging out the unopened bottle of scotch and heading back out to the common room to wait for her. ]

[failsaw]

Hand it over. [And then you get the sword. She's not an idiot.]

[darkremnants]

[ There's a pause as he considers it.

Handing it over. ]

No point in backstabbing.

[ Since you know, she knows where he lives ]

[failsaw]

[Takes the bottle.

Tosses him the katana.]

No shit there's no point in backstabbing.

[darkremnants]

[ Catching it. ]

I'll let you know if I get any more.

[ So long as it's not something he'll drink ]

[failsaw]

I'm out of swords, but I've got some other shit. [u want rat poison? giriko's got rat poison.

also she's already opening the bottle and taking a swig because she's a classy lady]

[darkremnants]

[ Other shit might works if it's a dumb shirt or something, but for now... ]

We'll see what house gives us then.

[ No promises. If she asks nice enough, maybe he'll see if the host will give the hook up. ]