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thefoundation2018-12-17 10:54 am
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2018-12-17 10:54 am
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WEEK 4 MINGLE
The weekend that just passed was....frankly, a lot. Yet despite all odds, you somehow pulled out a win from the jaws of utter defeat. As you wake up feeling tired but happy, the speakers crackle to life with the voice of The Lady.
"Attention, Guests. This week, The game is temporarily suspended. This week, there will be no mafia kill. Take a break for your hard work."
And...indeed, it seems like this is a peace week. The Staff, after the disappearance of The Captain, are acting worse than they did last week - not only is there the blankness and the stuttering, but sometimes they even get orders wrong, with potentially hazardous results. Asking the Staff for things has become more dangerous and unreliable, but at least you meals are still good. Speaking of, The Chef has put a sign up on the door, reading "DO NOT TAKE KNIVES WITHOUT ASKING FIRST!! THAT MEANS YOU!!" written in big, angry letters. The resort also seems to be gearing up for Christmas - there are lights and trees scattered around the place, as well as mistletoe for couples to get their public displays of affection on. There's also some other holiday decorations around, for Kwanzaa and....something else you definitely have never seen before. The thing....wriggles, and you don't want to be around it for long.
The weather is still nothing, 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. Are you getting closer to the truth of this place, maybe? It's hard to say.
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
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[A pigeon lands on the back of the couch. It tilts its head, looking down at Atsushi appraisingly.
It either has no fear or a death wish, and it's hard to tell which.]
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Atsushi knows what a cat's normal inclination is, but he will not be bested by that. Because even though he's turned into a cat for now, his mind is still human, and humans do not bat at birds.
...
Okay, maybe he'll bat a little bit at it.]
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After a moment, it leans its head forward to deliver a peck to Atsushi's face.]
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Which means Atsushi is flipping the fuck out in the way only a cat can, and is backing up very quickly.
Then he hisses at the pigeon.]
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If Atsushi looks around, he may notice a few more pigeons in the area. Watching.
Waiting.]
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Atsushi hisses again, and then he darts under a couch. Try to get him there, feathered asshole.]
[animal injury cw but he's not actually injured he's just a manipulative little shit]
However, another pigeon does, strutting under the couch like he owns the place.
Why is this pigeon covered with blood. Whose blood is this.
The pigeon- Archimedes, of course- meets Atsushi's eyes. In that brief second, Atsushi might be overcome with a special sort of dread as he realizes that this bird not only has a plan, but he's about to put it into action.
And then Archimedes lets out a short, sharp squawking noise, dramatically stumbles out from under the couch, and flops down on the ground with his wings outstretched. And just lies there. Holding himself completely still. With the blood all over his feathers plainly visible.
This is why you don't bat at pigeons, Atsushi.]
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Because wow that is totally hamming it up, and he wants nothing to do with that nonsense. Especially not with the bad feeling it's giving him.
So he ducks out behind the couch and walks along the wall, attempting to escape from another side.]
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They're all on the floor, now. And they're everywhere. There's a whole goddamn semi-circle surrounding the couch. They're blocking every exit.
Why are these birds so fucking weird???
Also, they're all making a lot of noise. Cooing, mostly. Almost as if they're trying to attract attention into the room.]
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Atsushi backs up, having been cornered by pigeons. Then he's going to try jumping onto the couch itself to get away from the birds.]
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The pigeons are closing in, advancing forward. Atsushi might be able to jump over the semi-circle of them, though...
Bear in mind, however, that if he listens carefully, he can hear the sound of approaching footsteps.]
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Atsushi is going to pounce over the heads of the pigeons and run in the direction of the footsteps.]
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The footsteps stop in the doorway. Whoever it is, it's definitely a ghost, and they have a pigeon on their invisible shoulder. Do you want to take a guess as to who it is?
By the by, Archimedes is still on the ground, still making himself look dead.]
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Well.
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Regardless of if Atsushi stays to watch(presumably from a distance), Medic walks over to Archimedes and picks him up, cradling the bird and scritching at the feathers on his head. Archimedes immediately stops playing dead and coos happily.
Medic sits down on the couch, laughing at his bloody bird. It seems like this isn't the first or only time Archimedes has pulled this stunt to fuck with people- or cats. Or cat-people.
The rest of the flock stops acting fucking weird and perch on the couch, too. One or two may approach Atsushi again while he's still a cat and try to act up to freak him out again, but overall they'll leave him alone.]