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

[tacticalespionageaction]

[He's looking at a mess, is what.]

Hey, kid.

[Then there's the healing spell - magic will never not feel weird.

Hnrnrhghh.]

What was that?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[I'm great at details so he was totally holding his ARCUS in his hand the whole time as he was casting. And is still holding it, for the record.]

It was a healing art, but I think this place kinda reduced its effectiveness... sorry about that.

[Although the pain is lessened to some extent and there's a bit of actual healing there so. It could be worse, probably.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

Don't worry about it. I appreciate the thought. Gives Medic less work to do.

[Which he maybe feels bad about, just piling on more shit for the doctors to deal with.]

[relentlesslyonwards]

Yeah. He's really going to be running around after this, huh...

[There's a hint of guilt on his face as he looks around at all of the injured people from the expedition team.]

It makes a part of me think that trying this was a mistake.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[A prolonged grunt as he tries to think of the words to say - or even make up his mind on how he feels about it. Emotions are still running high; it's a lot to get in order.]

Probably was. But there's nothing we can do about it now. We can't go back in time, only move on.

[It's said with a cold detachment, but a determination too.]