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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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And then it coughs angrily in his face.]
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Thanks. . . for that.
Nice to meet you, too.
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Are. . . you okay?
What are you even doing here?
[places the raccoon onto the ground]
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with a sudden burst of speed, it suddenly clambers up his pants and into his shirt.]
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[he is now grabbing at his shirt, hopping about as he tries to shake the raccoon out or. . . something. . .]
NO, BAD RACCOON. VERY BAD!!
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It's in there now. This is your life now. A sling for a very spoiled raccoon.]
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[he guesses he just has to take off his shirt if the raccoon is going to be like this]
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as a last attempt, it grabs his face with it's tiny paws.
CAN'T YOU FEEL THE CONNECTION HERE???]
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WHO ARE YOU.
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It's a raccoon, Akira. It can't talk.
It just looks very, very sad now.]
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Hey. . . don't look at me like that. You're just very. . . forward.
We should at least go out for coffee first.
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looks at akira.
...
smiles. ]
Am I interrupting?
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[jerks towards Anthy in surprise, purposefully drawing the raccoon towards his chest like he's trying to cover something. . . . . .]
. . .
Hi, Himemiya-san.
Nice day for a swim?
[it's snowing]
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[ looks up.............
and then back at him. ]
I think it would be a little chilly for that.
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[. . . places the raccoon on the ground as he quickly reaches for his shirt, tugging same over his head as swiftly as he can. but before he does, Anthy will get a nice view of a diagonal scar running down his chest, right over his heart]
Maybe it's a heated pool?
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The raccoon scuttles off to the kitchen in tears.]
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[YOUR FAKE WAIFU WILL COME FIND YOU TO COMFORT YOU SOON]
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You didn't know if it was or not before taking your shirt off?
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I took it off because the raccoon was climbing into it.
[annnnd now the raccoon is fleeing to the kitchen :( HE BROKE SPICE BLOCK'S HEART]
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[ s m i l e ]
Maybe you should go apologize to your friend.
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. . . maybe. . .
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He was acting kind of. . . weird?
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Do you think you have rabies now?
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