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thefoundation2020-05-10 10:44 pm
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RECORDING 13: THE FIFTH WEEK.

A fifth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. It's practically routine at this point, isn't it?
Routine, also is the feeling when you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has gotten even thicker. Now everyone is at level 4 - barring the two 'lucky' negators among you, you are all suffering the effects, your eyes flashing a deep, dark purple when experiencing negative emotion.
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 a few hours it will be completely consumed by the miasma and fizzle out. Spells or seals will also give off miasma, and healing is still 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 has taken another dip. It's now in the 50's, and nippy to need a layer or two. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.
17 of your number still remain.
...What new horrors await you this week?

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[And with that, she rushes towards the Boomer once more, kicking up another hurricane for a final Hurricane Slash.]
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[As the wind picks up, lightning builds up, casting his surroundings in blue light, as the plasma orb seem to balance on the tip of his sword almost like a bubble, before he swung it, launching it at the Taboo, the orb deforming into a spike-like projectile]
Needle Spike!
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CONGRATS TEAM. Noise Erased! If it wasn't week 5, you might have gotten a little rush of euphoria for your efforts, but alas. No pins drop, either. How lame. There might be some EXP to be had???]
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Also she needs to go help her teammate. Wincing a little, those injuries didn't go completely unnoticed, but she can deal.]
Mr. Ky, are you alright?!
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[He does momentarily lean on his sword for support as he retries to recover his breath, clearly sounding winded]
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...If only my healing magic still worked. I'm sorry, Mr. Ky.