Week 6

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After that mess of a game on Saturday and the arrival of an unexpected guest, the house falls into an uneasy quiet for the rest of the weekend. Nobody else has come on site since the start of the game, barring the prinnies who come and go every day. What could this interruption mean? Dazai gives no indication that the game is over, and yet they weren't supposed to see anybody else until it was all finished. Dazai's nervousness surrounding the person known as 'Mission Control' might be concerning as well.

The rain stops sometime on Sunday night, but the air becomes humid and muggy. Luckily the house is air conditioned, but going outside is going to be miserable for a couple days until everything dries up. While the temperature remains a steady 75 degrees, the humidity is awful through Wednesday. Luckily it looks like the weather will be less miserable by the weekend, which might be what everyone needs. There's no telling what Saturday might bring.

Dazai had said the game would end 'soon', and signs are pointing towards it only lasting another week or two. But when will it really be over? Will everyone survive? And will they be able to bring back their dead friends? Only time will tell.


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Comments

[dereban]

[. . . . .]

[ what ]

[ no, seriously, just. ]

What the fuck.

[ that's all she's got. ]

[houndumb]

Why is that your answer every fucking time.

[EVERY MEETING, HE SWEARS, INABA.]

[dereban]

Because how the hell else am I supposed to respond to this bullshit?!

[houndumb]

[I mean that's fair and this was also pretty much his reaction but because it's Inaba he's going to be petty dog, I'm gomens.]

Why don't you ask DAZAI that. It's HIS total bullshit.

[dereban]

[ are you really gomens

just

takes a deep fucking breath and--

scrubs. face. ]

[houndumb]

[Just expansive shrug with like maybe 0.1% sympathy. Sympathy? Commiseration?]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[mood.]

He's leaving out the part where he picked a fight with a moose.

[dereban]

. . .


He picked a fight with that moose. That. Specific. Moose.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Is there some other moose that would have been better?

[dereban]

No?

But he still shouldn't have fought it. Like. . . it would have been easier to just tell the moose where the raccoon was?

[oceanicbutterfly]

[..............]

Why would that have helped?

[dereban]

They work together.

[oceanicbutterfly]

They... work together.

[dereban]

Yeah.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Of course they do. Why not? A moose and a raccoon? It's obvious.

[dereban]

You sure don't sound like it is.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Because it isn't! Who would ever think of something like that?!

[dereban]

Have you never seen The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle?

[oceanicbutterfly]

...isn't Rocky a squirrel?

[Also no, she hasn't, she's only heard about it through pop cultur osmosis, but she's already had to admit to not knowing about one thing this week.]

[dereban]

Yes, but it's close enough that it makes sense. Honestly, haven't you been in this world enough to know that anything can and will happen?

[oceanicbutterfly]

You realize that doesn't explain anything at all.

[dereban]

Nothing really makes logical sense in this world; at least coming from someone who is from a relatively normal world.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Believe me, I've noticed. That doesn't give me the ability to follow the non-logic, though.