WEEK 4 MINGLE

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WEEK 4

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.


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Comments

[purrtagonist]

I don't know what I thought happened to the soul after death. I haven't contemplated it much.

[THANK YOU LOCAL SHINIGAMI]

[resortghosts]

That's normal, honestly. Most people don't like to think about death - at least, those that can't see spirits. I don't blame you, even if I don't understand the feeling.

[purrtagonist]

. . . I do have to admit, being around ghosts does kind of change a guy's perspective.

[but not that much, since. . . he's still from a world where death was permanent]

[resortghosts]

It can do that, yeah. When I was little, I couldn't distinguish between the living and the dead, and that lead to a lot of trouble.

[A pause.]

Though I guess the real issue is that I don't fear the death of the body anymore.

[purrtagonist]

[a pause on Akira's end, followed by a thoughtful noise]

That's why the loneliness got to you more than the dying did, huh. . .

[resortghosts]

Yeah. Not that dying didn't hurt - it did - but it only lasts a little while.

The loneliness, though...I never want to be that lonely again. It was...horrible. I started to worry that I'd forget everything - that's what's mostly in my desk. Writing descriptions of everyone I care about, so I'd never forget them and what they meant to me.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . oh, Ichigo. . .]

Is that why you didn't want me rummaging through your desk?

[resortghosts]

...Yeah. There's - a lot of private stuff inside there. No offense.

[purrtagonist]

None taken.

[waves a hand a little, to emphasize the point that he isn't offended]

I don't plan on going through that desk again; don't worry. At least, not without your permission.