WEEK 5 MINGLE

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WEEK 5

They said it was a break week, but two of your number were lost anyway last week. While you're all tired and still recovering, the speakers crackle to life with the voice of The Lady.

"Attention, Guests. The game is back on. Break week is now over. Happy Holidays."

The Staff are still like they were last week - only this time, the orders almost always go wrong, if they even manage to go through - the Staff are vanishing constantly. Meals are also getting affected - they're still perfectly edible, but they're not as delicious as they once were, with seasoning and other things occasionally being off. The Sign warning people to not take knives is still on the kitchen door, but The Chef seems incredibly tired, often resting on a chair in the corner.

The Resort is still furnished with Holiday items - but after Medic's christmas protest, there are more items related to other holidays up, and it's much more balanced - objects and colors of multiple holidays side by side in harmony, with the mistletoe still up for any needed smooching. There are, however, more wriggling...things, and there's even an entire 'tree' made of eldritch tentacles with glowing balls of light on them that wink in an oddly hypnotic fashion.

The weather is still nothing, but the courtyard seems to have switched to a much warmer clime, which while still a little cool is pleasant enough to sit outside in. Finally, the music this week seems... almost ominous...?

On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone, one more traumatic this time instead of gentle like the others have been. Yet, you feel as if you know a little more about your time in this world, now. Not everything, but...enough.

Enough to see this game through to the end, at least.


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Comments

[whirlingmace]

I guess it's a good thing I already died before then.

[ So she's immune or something. Though this might be fun with invisible happening. She can guess where Inaba's head is from her arm. So she'll lean over to try to give her a kiss some where in the head area before Inaba changes her mind ]

[resortghosts]

[Well.

Just going a little stiff at that. Hmm.]

That was. . . nice.

[whirlingmace]

[ Hehe. ]

I'm glad.

[ Just going to rest her head on ghost shoulder. ]

You know I love Inaba, right?

[resortghosts]

I'm asking this to a lot of people, huh. Do you mean that as... friends?

[whirlingmace]

We are friends. But I don't know if it's more than that. I just know I love you and I hope I can stay close to you.

[ She hasn't thought about it beyond putting it in simple terms. ]

[resortghosts]

It's okay if you don't know, Cinque.

I just have to ask because Ichigo and Atsushi both said similar things and I have to make sure now every time someone tells me that I'm not... misinterpreting something here.

[whirlingmace]

Aww! Do they love you love you? [ Give her deets. She'll just snuggle her head against her shoulder. ]

[resortghosts]

I-

Yes?

[whirlingmace]

I'm glad. Inaba needs all the love.

[resortghosts]

. . . I don't know if that's right, but.

Thanks for saying it anyway.

[whirlingmace]

Inalin is just biased against herself.

[resortghosts]

I'm not biased! I just think that there's a lot of things about me that aren't... good, I guess.

[whirlingmace]

Totally biased. But I like that part, too. And I want to know all the other things when you're ready to share, Inaba.

[resortghosts]

If... you want to hear them.

I can tell you some of it? In private, maybe?

[whirlingmace]

I would like that very much.

[ Want to go talk in private and probably cuddle? ]

[resortghosts]

[ guess this is happening now ]