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

[xenoqueen]

I mean, that's a reasonable parallel to make.

[...Is it just her, or is he being more of an asshole today than yesterday? She crosses her arms.]

Or you could be reading into it way too much. Why the hell are you complaining so much?

[Well. Moreso than usual.]

[imstuck]

[Bluntly, not even looking up from searching through the cabinets:]

I complain because the moment I think what's wrong with myself I spiral into a pit of depression that I know I will never get myself out of.

[xenoqueen]

[Phil? Admitting a flaw about himself??? Something is definitely up, here. Ripley raises an eyebrow. On the one hand, it would be more responsible to inform him of his behavior. On the other hand, it's kind of funny to watch him.]

Is that so? [No wonder he's so abrasive all the time.] Maybe you should seek help for that.

[imstuck]

I already take medication, Rips. And therapists are all quacks.

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley studies Phil's face for a moment, raising an eyebrow.]

I know therapy isn't for everyone, but have you considered that maybe therapy isn't a one day process?

[Putting on a slightly sharper tone.]

[imstuck]

[Deadeyes Ripley.]

Shockingly, Ripley, therapy would have to be a one day process because I literally only have one day.

[xenoqueen]

[Holy shit, no, yeah, he's definitely acting crankier than normal.]

Which is why I said that's probably the reason why you haven't had any success with therapy! [Ripley lets out a frustrated noise.] What the hell is wrong with you today? I thought you said you were going to try to be better!

[imstuck]

[Ripley please]

I am Rips! Do you know how hard it is? I've been living in hell for well over ten years I can't be fixed in a couple of weeks!