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thefoundation2018-12-03 11:28 am
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2018-12-03 11:28 am
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Week 2 Mingle
With the nature of this 'game' out, the resort might not look so welcoming anymore. The staff are still ready to jump in and serve guests in any way they can, provided a request doesn't make them short-circuit, and the resort itself seems as warm and cheery as usual. But everyone knows the truth now. This resort is hiding some pretty big secrets, and it's only a matter of time before someone else turns up dead.
The weather is holding steady, at 'cold but still safe for outdoor activities'. The temperature seems to be dipping lower each day, though, and the previously-blue sky is starting to stay grey more often than not. Could that signal an approaching snowstorm? Who know. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.
On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Another piece to the puzzle, one step closer to finding the truth of this place. But it might not be enough to put everything together yet, that might take some more time.
Most importantly, everyone needs to get to know each other. This 'game' is one of 'know your enemies', and your very survival depends on knowing when someone is acting odd.
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
courtyard
[Please tell her that Snake just sucks at cooking.]
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I didn’t do the cooking.
[Something he sounds slightly bitter about.]
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[She is going to ignore that.]
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[A grunt, and he tosses some more meat out. If she’s looking she could probably make out the label on the container:
HUMAN MEAT: MEDIC]
Might as well make the best of it.
NDRV3 Spoilers
[Well then. Quite honestly, this combined with the electric chair... if there were more theatrics involved, The Medic being fed to his pigeons would be an excellent end to an Danganronpa style execution. She'll just not comment though.]
Yeah. I'm sure the pigeons appreciate it, right?
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[An unsure mghrhhhhhh as he holds back on throwing more meat out to them, watching them bob around with general disinterest.]
Guess they're not all as carnivorous as Archimedes.
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Which came first? The carnivorous bird, or the operation?
[Like, was it a necessary procedure or...???]
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[She's not sure how much she wants to question it.]
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Makes sense. Medic probably couldn't get him to stop and didn't want him to get sick.
[For all his weirdness, Snake knew, Medic had good intentions at the core.
He looks out to the pigeon flock.]
Strangest bird I've ever met.
[A statement which carries a surprising amount of fondness. For Snake, at least.]
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[A small smile at that statement.]
He really is, isn't he?
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[It's kind of wonderful they found each other.]
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[...]
Feels like there'd be a different story every time you do.
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