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

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Nodding and then shrugging a bit... and then there's a glance to the side. ]

Eh. He'd look better without the glasses.

[ Belatedly, he seems to realize what he just said. ]

... Not that even losing the glasses would do much for that idiot.

[ ... Okay, Vani. ]

What could possibly be so fun about holding my hand?

[whirlingmace]

[ Hehe. ]

Remember, they are there so he can pretend to be smart.

[ Grinning at that. ]

He has nice hair. It's really fluffy! Also his eyes are pretty... but I don't think they are as pretty as yours are.

[ And without hesitation: ]

Want to find out?

[enter_the_darkness]

[ ... Okay, that gets a small snort from him. And then that part about his eyes is said...??????

Please hold with that last question, because he's busy staring at her with faintly warmer cheeks. CINQUE, WHAT THE HELL. ]

. . . What?

[whirlingmace]

Huh? Your eyes. They are really pretty.

[ Hmm. ]

Is it the first time you've heard that?

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Jawline tightening a tiny bit... ]

I figured pretty much everyone just saw them as weird or creepy.

[whirlingmace]

Why would anyone think of them as weird or creepy? They are part of you.

[ And he's not weird or creepy at all ]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ He gives a soft snort, though there's something unreadable in his expression there. ]

You just said the reason, right there.

[whirlingmace]

But I like you so I like them.

[ Does he want all the compliments, cause she won't have any issues with that ]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Hey????

HEY???????

HEY................




Okay, no, he's just. Clearly confused by her. ]

In case you haven't noticed, I don't exactly go out of my way to be remotely likable.

[whirlingmace]

You don't go out of your way to be mean, either.

[ Yeah it's okay, she confuses her own sibs too ]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ The look on his face is almost offended. ]

You don't know all of the things I've done.

[whirlingmace]

[ omg vanitas ]

I think how you are nor is more important, but I wouldn't mind hearing about it.

[enter_the_darkness]

[ ... He glances away. ]

Isn't there some kind of saying about history being repeated?

now* I fail

[whirlingmace]

What about me? Do you care about what I might have done in the past?

oisfkljh it doesn't change how you're a joy to RP with so shhhh

[enter_the_darkness]

[ There's no response....... ]

[whirlingmace]

[ Exactly. ]

Thank you, Eddie.

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Why are you like this, Cinque.

He just sighs, looking away. There's the hint of a blush, but he's leaving it at that. ]