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RECORDING 7: THE THIRD WEEK.

A third week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. The final week completely covered by everyone's rations, though with proper meting out, you'll be able to make it stretch until after week 4. It seems as if everyone will have to go without a few meals here and there..
To make things worse, when you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has gotten thicker. Everyone, save those still protected either by their powers or items they brought with them, is now even more deeply affected by the curse. Arguments will be flaring up more, along with negative thoughts and feelings...and even more worrying Is that any magic that touches the house itself will corrode over time. If a barrier is put in place and touches the floor, walls, or ceiling, in half a day it will be completely consumed by the miasma and fizzle out. Spells or seals will also corrode, and even personal healing abilities have been halved.
The Temperature has dropped, just a bit - down to the mid to low 60's. Strange, isn't it? As before,the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.
25 of your number still remain.
...What new horrors await you this week?
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ha
this is gonna go Great. but better the cat than him so he stands up and sliiides to the side ]
If that's what it looks like to you, then sure. Good luck!
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And what does it look like to you?
[He is very genuinely curious thanks. Never mind that he’s still standing here behind a barrier like a winner watching the woodland creaturepocalypse. Or something. Definitely..... or something...
Good luck, Sissel.]
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[Oh. he did a naughty f word. He's rearing back on his rear legs, whole body looking twice as big from pure fluff]
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The raccoon scoots further under the chair. His body language is saying he no want fight, leave him be.]
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Hey now, no need to shout. I'm as trapped in here as you are, not that I can say the same about this guy. [ Thumbing at Subete!! That said he's pretty clearly trying to give the raccoon space, there's that. ]
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There's just the biggest sigh, though.]
Nobody is trapped here except the raccoon, you realize.
[Seriously, y'all come walking in here of your own volition and start yelling. Rude.
There's a small glimmer as he waves a hand and a 水 pops up and condenses itself into -- you guessed it -- a blobby, somewhat off-model raccoon made of water?? It's almost as fat as the raccoon under the chair and kind of just plops itself down on the floor and rolls around a little. Distraction? Ruse? Who knows.]
What do you have against raccoons, anyway?
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[After copycat, he's on edge.]
I think... I think it just wants us to leave. It's not rabid, I can tell that for sure.
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[He darts through the barrier and off to the bedrooms. Have fun while he's gone boys]
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[ And... bye Sissel. He kind of just scratches the back of his head and decides, all right. He might as well try luring it too. Especially because it doesn't look like raccoon #2 worked.
With a sigh, he pulls off one of his shiny, silver earrings and holds it down for the raccoon to see. Look, look, shiny! He sets it on the ground and backs away. ]
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[Subete glances curiously after the cat but doesn't stop Sissel -- for now he's just going to let his water kanji vanish into a puddle on the ground while he spectates Crow sacrificing his personal item to the raccoon, apparently. He probably shouldn't look so amused considering they've been nominally trapped in a room with it for
two daysa while now!]You know, if the cat doesn't speak raccoon, maybe that convenient little collar of his does?
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[Look who's back with his treat bag in his mouth]
If you can catch him it can't hurt to try.
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though lbr here he's a big chungus and can't move fast, you probably can catch him.]
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[ Only one thing left to do!! Plucking his earring up and putting it back on. Time to just use force here...!! ] One of us might as well try to get him. If you wanna grab the collar, I'll take the raccoon-panda.
[ Okay!! Putting his fists together and going for it!! Will he successfully catch the raccoon? Find out... eventually! ]
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[There's something definitely sarcastic in the way he says that as Subete moves over to meet Sissel and his bag of treats; Crow is free to wrangle the chonky chunginator to his heart's content, he is the one with gloves, presumably. Maybe? Hopefully.
Don't get Schrodinger's Rabies, Crow.]
Hmm. Don't mind if I borrow this, then.
[Annnd he'll reach over to unfasten the collar if Sissel's down for it.]
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Do your worst! Or just put the collar on him.]
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[ Nevermind that they have it extremely easy compared to everyone else.
Anyway, +1 raccoon!! Thankfully it isn't doing anything more than squirming, which is absolutely something Crow can handle. He holds the raccoon up for Subete for whenever he gets that collar! ]
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[He's not even opposed. And like, he has barely done anything at this point but it's fine.
But man, he still has to at least nominally touch the raccoon... maybe he should wear gloves from now on in anticipation of sudden wildlife and possibly people dying messily in his general vicinity, but of course none of that is happening today. There's just this fat thing that he's gingerly using a literal handkerchief to try and fasten a collar on. This is stupid.
COLLAR equipped! ♫ ♪]
Don't get your hopes up.
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And the raccoon says...something. It's some kind of spoken language, but the actual language is unknown to both Crow and Subete.]
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So. Chimney?
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You know, glancing between Crow and the raccoon and the chimney for a split second before he gives a pleasant shrug.]
Chimney.
[If there's anyone or anycat objecting to this, speak now or furever hold your peace.]
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[He doesn't have his collar on so he can't say anything but let it be known that he was the counter vote here]
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