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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Comments

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake grunts with some embarrassment, and turns around instinctively at the touch. At least he's not going to suplex a ghost. He's not entirely sure if he can.

Maybe they can find that out another day.]

Never really took much advantage of it before, but if this is anything to go by...

[A grunt as he takes out the disappointment of a gun.]

It's not good. [He slides it back in the holster once more.] You seen the way they've been acting recently?

[resortghosts]

[He could, and Medic could take the hit fairly well, but that doesn't mean he wants to.]

i ahev!!! its almsot like theyre electronics, gltiching out. it's concerning. espeicially if theyre starting to hand out faulty equpiment... Hoepfulyl that wont extend t o the food and othe r resources.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[That gets a hnnrrrghhhh.]

Not sure how I feel about everything breaking like that. Could be dangerous, but...it might start to give us an idea of what’s really going on. Like with what’s happening outside.

[That big ol’ void.]

Got any theories, Doc?

[resortghosts]

orrr it could lead to us dyign horribyl from malnutrition or mecbhanical malfunctikbs

i aporeciate the big picture view but im more concetne d about you all survivigb that logn in the firts place

i have plenty of theories and plenty of fact sabout whats going on. i just

cant say thwem no matter how hasrd ive tried

[tacticalespionageaction]

[hnrnrghhhhh.]

Right.

[Maybe he was getting too ahead of himself.]

Thanks. For having our backs.

[There was something comforting in Medic's presence just being...there, even if he couldn't see him. In fact, there was a familiarity in it; which was both pleasantly and painfully nostalgic.]

...Worse case scenario, I've got enough meat to go around.

[resortghosts]

[Wow Snake that's gay]

I try!!! it m,ay not be much but i dont particularly want to watych all of youd ie horribykl. im a doctor! im supposed to prrevent that! usualyl!

[The meat comment sends Medic into a fit of giggles, which Snake can hear if he focuses.]

yoru meat huh ;)))

no but more seriously i sitll want to get a better looka t yourt extra arms

im pretty sure ther aats ate the one i ahd :/ sicne i wasnt alvie to protect it

[tacticalespionageaction]

[A hnnrrghhhh as he rubs the back of his neck. He didn't realize how it sounded, don't call him out on this, Medic.]

Sorry. Should've tried to keep that for you.

[More out of a sentiment to the doctor than any issue with being fed to rats.]

You can get a look at them any time. Got anything in mind?