Week 6

[foundationmods]

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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[resortghosts]

...dood!?! [ Well lavender prinny is surprised because it didn't expect a somewhat coordinated wordplay attack. He's gonna have to wring himself out at this rate. Trying to get up but now he's all soggy so...give him a second and he'll try again. ]

...I do not.

They are, but it seems general morale at the Foundation is low, at least among those here. As such they were quite open to receiving food and beverages considering their poor working conditions.

I also repurposed the leftover ceremonial matcha for them.

[ Does that mean that the matcha wasn't for a super secret prinny plan after all? Oops ♥. ]

[houndumb]

[All that's coming from Nora's direction at regular (and somewhat above regular) volume at this point is just a series of self-satisfied cackles and pointing even though he's still ass over teakettle over way too much soap in this stupid shower like somebody turned the whole thing into a gigantic Prinny washing machine and then added way too much detergent.

The Prinny's dumb floppy attempts at getting up are getting ever more satisfied snickers so I guess dog has just given up on actually getting anything else done here.]

The hell are you guys even made of, jeez.

[Look, he gets the star and the starstuff thing but that still doesn't tell him anything about stuff.]

Ha, Foundation wouldn't know morale if it fuckin'. Danced out in front of the O5s wearin' rainbow jellies for clothes. [...] I can't fuckin' believe you. THAT'S what all that shit with the food was for.

[It's hard to tell whether he approves or disapproves or somehow literally does both at the same time. Probably Option C. Somehow.]

[resortghosts]

[ This might have been a mistake. The most lavender prinny is managing to do is sit up, but there's so much water and soap that it slips back down on the tile when it tries to stand. Maybe the answer is rolling. Rolling is probably always the answer? Alongside the chorus of Nora's cackling is the interlaced squeaky sounds of a prinny potentially in distress. ]

..cotton stuffing, mostly.

Having hungry and tired workers is supremely detrimental. Are rainbow jellies food?

Yes. MC seemed pretty grateful as well, as he even delayed leaving after last weekend's game so we could serve him.