RECORDING 4: THE SECOND WEEK

[foundationmods]

A second week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. With first blood - and oil - spilled, it now seems as if it'll only be a matter of time before the worse eventually happens once more. Thankfully, it seems as if the Miasma is content to remain at the same levels it did before, so arguments are unlikely to break out, though tensions are surely high after everything that's already occurred.

Speaking of which, the temperature remains a consistent comfortable early to mid 70's in the house. It appears at least that you'll be here in comfort..? Though it appears that the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

Yet, something feels...wrong. The house feels as if it is laughing at you, when you awake...

...What new horrors await you this week?


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Comments

[tangentlion]

[Guess who's here, Marona!! He claps slowly]

Wow. You can really keep the (density x volume)s fed with herbs and burn lotion.

[oxidegreen]

[Sssigh why did you have to exist again.]

I don't blame Ms. Olympia for throwing you through the wall.

[tangentlion]

[you know you missed his smiling face]

Well at least your MREs can taste like soap now.

[oxidegreen]

Does focusing on my failures make you feel better about yours?

[tangentlion]

You bet your asymptote it does.

[oxidegreen]

I see. How sad.

If you'll excuse me.

[In the flattest tone possible. Anyway, she'll start looking for watering cans so she can at least try to get these plants started.]

[tangentlion]

[he'll float directly above her, thankfully silent for now. Until he comes up with a bad joke]

I sure hope your thumb is on the same light wavelength as your hair.

[oxidegreen]

[She's just ignoring him completely now, taking a watering can to fill up with water and looking over the instructions on the packets in hopes of not drowning the poor things.]

[tangentlion]

[YOU ARE SO NOT FUN.

He'll go stand next to a small table and




knock a pot off of it]

[oxidegreen]

[Another sigh.]

Are you enjoying imagining us all starving to death here?

[tangentlion]

Maybe you should have let me blow you all up. It would have been quicker.

[oxidegreen]

I will continue to protect as many people here as I can for as long as I can.

Even if it's from you.

[tangentlion]

Hahaaaa. Sure you will.

[oxidegreen]

Doubt me all you like.

[And back to gardening!]