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thefoundation2019-07-22 12:38 am
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Week 5
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?
Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursdsay
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules
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?
Navigation | Dazai's PCs | Locations | confessions camera | PC post | IC rules

On the way to Purple
...You're staying in purple tonight?
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[ oda's gaze falls from saki and onto the box in his hands. if he's in pain (and he is) he's not showing it. ]
I wanted to...drop this off there. Because I couldn't do it before.
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What is it?
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One of Leo's outfits.
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I-- I see.
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[ oda nods. he hates seeing her like that, but there's no way around it is there? not when they're in this situation. ]
I feel like I failed him, somehow. Him and Akira.
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I was angry with him. Akira-- because of what he did.
[Her voice comes out quiet and shaking.]
But I didn't want this. Goro and Atsushi cared so much about him, and I--
[Once again, she couldn't do a thing.]
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[ watching her cry is probably one of the worst things. it breaks oda's heart to just watch it, and the feeling of guilt only makes it even worse.
oda approaches saki, wrapping his free arm behind her shoulder. ]
It wasn't your fault. You didn't know. You couldn't have known.
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I'm sick of this. I miss them so much, and--
I'm so scared. What if it's you, or Inaba, or Karen next?
[She's lost so much. But she still has people to lose. And every moment she acknowledges that is torment.]
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I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
[ sorry that he can't assure her that he'll live. sorry that he can't protect everyone else that she cares about. that she has to keep losing so much. ]
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I-- I don't know what to do anymore.
[She can't protect the people she loves. She doesn't even know if she can protect herself. It feels like slowly, slowly, she's been sinking into a mire, struggling a little more with each breath--
Is it even worth it to keep struggling? Or is that breath going to be extinguished anyway, no matter how hard she tries to survive?]
I can't even-- [She has to pause, gasping down shaky breaths.] I can't even bring myself to sleep in that room anymore.
It hurts too much.
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[ he runs a hand through her hair, his voice even and quiet. there's little that he can do to comfort her, especially when their lives could be lost in any moment. just the mere idea of losing saki makes him feel like he's about to break again, so he knows how she feels.
he wishes he didn't feel this powerless. ]
Stay with me, Saki. It's...not a lot but...you won't be alone.
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She can't do this anymore. She can't bear it any longer.]
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I'm glad you're still alive. I really am.
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[She can manage that much, between sobs and gasps for air that seem to be squeezed out again almost immediately by tears.]
P-please. Be careful...
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I'll do my best. I promise you. You, too, okay?
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She nods, even if it's after a moment of hesitation - movements weighed down by loss after loss.
It's become such a heavy burden...]
...Right. I'll do my best.