WEEK 3 MINGLE

[foundationmods]

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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Comments

[latebluemer]

There's the dress, and then the hair, and then -- if you have to keep adding more bits of the person, I'm pretty sure it's just the whole person being eye-catching.

[That's a good expression. This is actually kind of fun, she's starting to get why they all keep playing those party games and messing with each other like that.]

[jumpedtheshark]

A-ah... geez!

[Stop speaking sense Blue Angel. More huffing out of Tsumugi. She's bordering on a pout now.]

Th-that's still just two parts of a person!

[latebluemer]

Oh, does that mean we should make a list? What do you guys think?

[She’s talking mostly to the people sharing the dream-memory (and Cinque), but anyone is free to chime in here. Tsumugi Ver. Hot or Not: Double Dipping.]

[whirlingmace]

She can make wonderful things and she is very pretty!

[latebluemer]

That's what I told her, right? That the cosplay is a pretty impressive skill, but she keeps saying it's plain.

[Have a mock-woebegone expression.]

[jumpedtheshark]

A-a list!?

[Her voice is pitching pretty high now.]

[latebluemer]

It's looking to be a pretty good list right now.

[Enjoy your daily dose of sudden compliments. ☆]

[jumpedtheshark]

H-how!?

[She did not ask for this!]

[latebluemer]

[She absolutely asked for this.]

I told you, didn’t I? By being eye-catching, and poised and all kinds of other things.

[jumpedtheshark]

[Just... flustered noises. She has regrets.]

[latebluemer]

[Just smiling beatifically. She has none.]

[resortghosts]

can confirm modest girls with long hair are great!!!

[latebluemer]

Hmm, so that's Nanashi's type.

[She's pretty sure this is Nanashi. Flat doesn't have quite the same amount of sudden lowercase thirst.]

[resortghosts]

modest and obedient girls with long hair = 10/10

[Destroy him.]

[latebluemer]

Didn't you give her a 9/10 yesterday? What changed?

[They're destroying Tsumugi right now, he can die later.]

[purrtagonist]

She has a certain amount of grace to her, too. She's poised and beautiful, and her personality absolutely dazzles a room.

[HE IS HERE FOR EMBARRASSING TSUMUGI]

[latebluemer]

You sound like you've really thought this through, Akira-kun.

[purrtagonist]

That's because I have.

[especially in his memory]

[latebluemer]

I think you should tell us more. For the sake of information.

[They are absolutely being productive teenagers and sharing information about the Foundation, she is very earnest about this. Totally. Also this is pretty much a romcom plot but she doesn't actually watch romcoms so RIP.]

[purrtagonist]

[his glasses flash opaque]

Her passion for cosplay really shines whenever she talks about it, her expression lighting up like the stars twinkling in the sky. In that moment, absolutely nothing in the world can beat the radiance she emits just by being herself.

[he. may be going ham with this]

[latebluemer]

[She is hiding a smile but not trying very hard. After the amount of ham and bacon they ran into over the weekend some old-fashioned ham does the trick, right?]

It's not like I don't agree, but you've gone a step further into poetry.

[purrtagonist]

Hm? Does this mean I have the chops to be a poet? I've never considered that as a career path before.

[latebluemer]

What have you considered as a career path, anyway? Besides Phantom Thief.

[She could see that one coming five miles away.]

[purrtagonist]

Politician.

[. . . . . . . question is, did she see that one?]

[latebluemer]

... Well, in terms of making ill-informed decisions, I'd say you're about halfway there.

[She smiles to take some of the sting out.]