WEEK 3 MINGLE

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WEEK 3

Week three opens like the other two weeks, but when you wake up, you know there's been a change in the area. At first, nothing is wrong - but when you look at any window, you aren't greeted with the cheery sight of the outside - instead, there's just a cold, harsh blackness. Trying to leave out the doors is impossible, too - if you try, you just find yourself back on the couches in the lobby. On top of that....The Staff are beginning to act even stranger, their glitching out becoming more obvious. Sometimes, they seemingly go blank mid sentence and walk away, as if they were reset, and slur or stutter their words.

The weather is...well, non-existent, except for the courtyard, which is still pleasantly snowy. 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. Yet, it doesn't seem like you're any closer to solving this...

And time still ticks onwards, regardless if you're ready or not.


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Adult Meeting (aka...Sleepover)

[xenoqueen]

[Like hell if she's going to be used as a pawn for an organization to sacrifice again. Like hell she's going to let all of these people die because some asshole up top decided they were disposable. No, Ripley's going to take it into her own hands and try to organize an effort to escape this hellish place, no matter how much it takes.

That evening, Ripley sends out a notice to all the adults to gather in the restaraunt. If any kid tries to sneak in, they'll find themselves forcibly escorted out.]

Right. It's become clear that we have to prioritize one of two things--either kill those goddamn monsters ourselves or get the fuck out of here. I personally think we should do something to keep the kids here from getting too out of control--you saw how they were during the trial, they could kill themselves if they're not careful. Does anyone have anything to discuss or add on?

[Or you could just...totally ignore her and just play never have I ever or something. It quickly becomes apparent that many of the adults are unwilling to work (aka Just Phil) and Ripley gives up on her efforts to just join the others.

If they're going to die, may as well die while having fun.]

Everett is bullying me

[imstuck]

[Hey good news, Ripley: Phil's here now!

Bad news, he's going to be wholly useless. Phil props his feet on one of the tables as he looks both bored and dead inside.]

We could always sit here and wait for the monsters to finally kill us off.

im being attacked rn

[xenoqueen]

[Not enough to warrant a chair. But still. Ripley rolls her eyes.]

Great. We'll offer you as bait, first.

[resortghosts]

[Medic is getting distracted.

He didn't mean to be- he genuinely came to this meeting completely seriously, because he likes Ripley! He respects her! He completely is on board with the concept behind this meeting!

But after over 30 messages on his tablet have failed to go through or turned into gibberish, and dozens of crumpled up stickynotes where his writing suddenly turned into indecipherable chickenscratch- well.

It's hard to be a contributing member to a meeting if it's literally impossible for you to contribute anything useful beyond "yes let's make sure the kids don't do something stupid".

So he's bored. And when Phil starts acting up, he's maaaaybe a bit more of an enabler than he should be.

And so, like a kid passing notes in class, he waits for Ripley to turn her back and hands Phil the following message:]

how much alcohol do you think they have in the kitchen

[geckodad]

[Phil enters, drops his pessimism, and looks bored and dead inside. Iwai's reaction...]

We lasted three minutes before despair washed over us. So much for being the rolemodels of the group.

[...shows he's not taking it seriously. Thanks, Phil!]

[dolleyed]

[ Kohaku's sitting in a corner a bit away, on a table instead of a chair because being over 18 doesn't mean you automatically learn manners. ]

I figure killing the monsters is what our mission is about, so that's my vote. Running away just paints a new target on our backs if we can even do it.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake grunts.]

Killing those things is exactly what they want us to do. How do we know there's not something more to it?

[xenoqueen]

...You're right. There's also the fact the monsters probably won't stop killing if they decide to hitch a ride.

[In fact, they may no longer be bound by the Resort's rules and kill whenver they want.]

What we need to focus on is to try to figure out how to kill them for good. Obviously, drowning...doesn't work.

[geckodad]

Yeah. Either the monsters kill us or the Foundation does who knows what to us like they're wanting to do to that Hibiki kid.

[Cheerful thoughts!]

the boxening

[whirlingmace]

[ Want someone forcibly removed? Cinque is here, in a box, with the puppy. ]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[!]

Hey-!

[Snake saw that, and, as the appointed bodyguard, speeds over to the box.

Time to pull it off and reveal the intruder!

...and, okay, he can't help but be endeared when he sees Cinque there with the puppy.]

Nice try, kid.

[resortghosts]

[Szayel is there! One can see him because he is wearing a fluffy Resort robe. He's also doing his usual, drinking tea and eating too much]

Have you looked outside? You know, that's what it's looked like out there ever since I died.

[xenoqueen]

I have.

[Ripley grimaces.]

To be honest, it's not all that different from looking out of a porthole on a spaceship. I don't believe it's safe to wander outside, if they would even let us go beyond the door.

...Have you also noticed the Staff members behaving strangely?

[dolleyed]

So... what does that even mean? The snow we were seeing so far was an illusion?

[ Tch. ]

Actually, I'd buy that.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake frowns.]

What do you mean? You've been seeing things differently now you're dead?

[geckodad]

Any changes on your side since we're seein' this void outside?

[He figures Szayel would have mentioned anything already, but no harm in asking nonetheless]

Time for stupid shit! (Never Had I Ever)

[imstuck]

[After Phil and Medic snuck in some drinks, Phil suddenly stands up.]

Well since we're done talking about the kids, who's up for a round of Never Have I Ever?

[resortghosts]

we're done talking about the kids which means we steal the games from the kids?

[He's down though. He vaguely remembers in the early years of working on the RED team, they'd all occasionally get drunk enough to play games like this. He also remembers that they stopped letting him join after a while, which is probably unrelated]

[resortghosts]

Seriously?

An Easy Start

[resortghosts]

[It takes Medic a while to think of something suitable. He wracks his brain for a bit before coming up with something he remembers from playing years ago.]

Never have I ever been blackout drunk.

[The only one who can drink him under the table is a certain Scotsman whose blood can give you alcohol poisoning.]

[geckodad]

Never have I ever been left alone by the cops.

[Ever since he was a kid the police were a common sight for one reason or another, pretty much]

Intermediate Level

[resortghosts]

[After at least one round of questions, Medic decides to speak up again.]

Never have I ever dated a woman.

[An obvious one, but one he's pretty sure is gonna catch some people. RIP all the bisexual people in the room]

[xenoqueen]

[Sometime during all of this, Ripley makes her way back into the room with a bowl of noodle soup and stops dead in the doorway. Her eyes dart from the alcohol to the group of adults huddled around and taking shots.]

I literally left for ten minutes. Where did you get those drinks?

[She's...not mad, she's just disappointed.]

Hard Mode, Or The Rule of Threes

[resortghosts]

[Medic thinks. And he thinks. And when it comes back to him, he grins- something only the other ghosts can see. He leans forward, his hands steeped, and says-]

Never have I ever killed someone and regretted it afterwards.

[... There is a reason RED team banned him from this game.]

jerkmode from szayel

[resortghosts]

Aha! I have a good one.

Never have I ever... set foot on planet Earth.