RECORDING 10: THE FOURTH WEEK.

[foundationmods]

A fourth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. The last trial took it's toll, along with the death of an innocent person - executed at behest of the rules of this game.

When you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has yet again gotten thicker. Everyone, including those who were divinely protected until this week, are now even more deeply affected by the curse - though those who possess nullification powers are still safe. Arguments will be flaring up more, along with negative thoughts and feelings...and even more worrying is now that occasional flashes of bad memories will come to the forefront.

Any magic that touches the house itself will corrode over time, just like last week. 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 now healing has been drastically reduced to even the most powerful of spells only healing minor injuries.

You will not be able to save a grievously injured person from death through spells anymore.

The Temperature still remains in about the 60's, thankfully - though it is staying on the 'lower' end of the scale. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

21 of your number still remain.

...What new horrors await you this week?


WARNING: Some investigations of new areas will contain traps that may be harmful or even lethal.
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Double-Feature Meeting: Bearer of bad news [Private from ghosts]

[zweivoltage]

[Private to WWX]

I know it's strange, but can you repeat what you did earlier - please, it's very important the dead do not interrupt the meeting I need to hold.

[He looked pale, exhausted]

[Meeting]

[He went around, telling everyone to head back to the smoking lounge. Once they arrive, they would find Ky at the head of the table, somehow looking small in that chair, his head bowed, lips moving silently.

Once enough people came in, he glances over to Dazai, lips pursed]

I'm sorry for the short notice but... first off, Dr. Neis. I apologize... I lied. Dazai and I did find something in the closet.

[He sucks in a breath, exhaling slowly, he could feel his heart pounding in his ears]

There were no traps, but only a note. A note with information designed specifically to drive division and discord among us. We - I'm sorry, we were shocked and did not know what to do when we found it...

And we decided, it's better, for us to tell everyone what we found now, rather than later, or from the dead as the Miasma will do it in the worst way. Because if that note was placed there, it meant they want people to know.

[He folds his hands on the table]

...The note was about the votes in the last trial.

[cw_suicide]

[it's pretty clear Dazai is Sir Not At All Wanting To Be Here but is following along with what Ky thinks is best because... well. he's got a better moral compass.]

[sageking]

[ Well at least they didn't immediately reveal the names, so for now he didn't think them completely incompetent. ]

Oh, was it now?

Then I suppose you know what you should do it with it now, don't you?

[cw_suicide]

Destroying it was my first thought.

[so like. yeah.]

[kaliedoscopes]

[ Somewhere nebulously near the center of the group like usual, his arms crossed. ]

If he called this meeting he's already decided what to do with it.

[foxetious]

[Gin had followed the call, but he had assumed this would be another ill begotten attempt at picking a leader.

This isn’t much better if a topic, in his opinion.

He’ll be perched against a wall, more than willing to remain silent until someone gets more to the point.]

[noneforall]

[Shower room wall-leaning crew reporting for duty!

He's not going to comment for now, but he does laugh, quietly. It's easy to guess exactly what might be being referred to, after all.

His posture is lazy and relaxed regardless.]

[reanimania]

[ frowns... and glances at romani

(let's be real, this was never going to stay a secret forever, he sucks at subtlety) ]

[finalring]

[ he glances at saphir worriedly.

glances at the door. ]

[impyroverished]

If it's meant to divide us then maybe we should try to ignore it.

[Oh, Emil, easier said than done.

But it's hard not to be curious, which is why he ends asking, even though he said they should ignore it:]

But...who was it? What were the votes?

[cw_suicide]

If the majority would like it known...

[but until then, is it wise to let on?]

[boardreversal]

[He didn't know what this was about - maybe they'd found something, but -

At first, he's ready to dismiss the note as a lie. A paper to sow discord and division was nothing new - he'd almost ask if it had a magic circle on the back of it.

But then -

'The note was about the votes in the last trial.'

The votes in the last trial.

The last trial.

The last-

It's like the world suddenly shrinks in, any other noises fading and blackness surrounding his as his eyes go wide, breath hitching. All he can think about, is -

'Are they....
Is it...the votes for....Rin...?'

He doesn't want to know, but - he does. He's terrified. What if they're wrong, they have to be lies, but, but -]

...Who.

[The word practically falls out of his mouth, continuing to speak without even realizing it.]

Who's....names...are on there....?

[cw_suicide]

[ah. this is... basically what he was expecting.

and he's just.

so sorely tempted.

as it is, he doesn't say anything yet.]

[ghostricked]

[Sissel delicately stands on Battler's shoulder, talking softly]

Are you sure you really want to know?

[white_camellia]

I believe it would be better to not know, honestly. It is not like voting for an innocent person could be avoided.

[finalring]

....

[ well, he'll just be glancing away and...trying to wallflower. he'll let the others decide what they want with the votes, but he won't answer anything unless he's asked. ]

[notbymyside]

...

[Well. He can guess what's on that paper.]

It's better if we just destroy it. It's no doubt meant to divide us.

[cw_suicide]

[I WILL DEAL WITH YOU LATER. (timelines be fucked)]

[accrowed]

I'm with him on this one.

[ Feels like he's been agreeing with Ango a lot lately?! Not that it matters cause it was revealed anyway. ]

[onemolife]

Will do.

[ He'll head off to put them up again, this time in the lab.

Afterwards, he's back again. ]

Ah, so more psychological warfair.

[ His gray eyes will flicker over to Dazai for a moment. ]

I think you should burn it. No point in dragging out what's already been done, right?

[cw_suicide]

[Dazai is Sir Not Okay, tyvm]

[eyeforai]

[Date is here as part of the crew just hanging around near the walls, arms crossed.]

Get to the point. Are you asking us what to do with it?

[cw_suicide]

A group decision on the matter would, in fact, be wiser than us determining things on our own.

[oxidegreen]

[She's here, but quiet.]

[golden_dream]

[She wanted to grumble that this was way too many meetings for one day, but she dragged herself along anyway.]

...

[She flipped her notepad open a pre-written page:

"Elaborate."]