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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[prayerwheel]

Then at least allow me to accompany you.

[ carry her up there Moriarty]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Do you have a way up there?

[The tone of his voice makes it clear he's surprised, though.]

...I would have thought you would prefer to be inside, however.

[prayerwheel]

I'm light enough to be carried by someone of your strength, I think.

[ Azura shrugs ]

I do like the rain. I've only been keeping inside due to my bandages, but I can go fetch an umbrella for this.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...To tell the truth, I can easily carry most human beings. I do have increased strength as a Heroic Spirit, after all.

[HAVE YOU SEEN HIS COFFIN, SWEETIE. At the mention of Bandages, his eyes trail off to them - before he nods.]

Then I will wait here until you return, at least. ...If you're so insistent on keeping me company, that is.

[prayerwheel]

[ It was a joke, Crimepa because he looks like a regular old guy. But then coffin.

Azura doesn't correct him, though, and scurries off. She returns a few moments later with a cute patterned one. ]

Shall we go?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

We shall.

[And just as gently, he takes her into his arms into a princess carry - effortlessly and gracefully, before walking outside and making a single leap to the roof, before letting her down.]

Ah, ouch...

[And rubbing his back, because BACK HURT.]

[prayerwheel]

[ Azura settles down and arranges her umbrella very carefully. no wet bandages pls... ]

Are you alright? Was I actually too heavy?

[ blink blink. concern??? ]