WEEK 5 MINGLE

[foundationmods]

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

[foundationnpcs]

New rock, who-

Owain???

Dude, you're ruining it!

No, one of 'them' knows him! Owain, where are you?

[swordhandled]

I'm at a Resort currently located in.... Canada, I believe, at the behest of the Foundation. Things are currently... difficult, to say the least.

[ a beat ]

What do you mean by "one of them knowing me"?

[foundationnpcs]

It's- hold on-

Dude, you shouldn't do that-

[And then the bold voice shifts. Whereas it had previously been the voice of a child of indeterminate gender, it now sounds much more feminine. And the speaking pattern should be familiar.]

Owain...why are you here? You shouldn't be here, you should be back home!

[swordhandled]

[ and the shift in owain's demeanor is immediate. his face falls into complete and utter shock and tears well up in his eyes. ]

M-Mother? Mother, is that you?!

[whirlingmace]

[ Your emotional support Doppelling is still here. She'll put a hand on his shoulder to give it a squeeze. ]

[foundationnpcs]

I'm so, so sorry! I'm sorry you have to be here, I'm sorry-

[And then her voice cuts off again, and the other, more male voice speaks up.]

...sorry. They try to do that sometimes, but it takes a lot out of them to do that.

[swordhandled]

Mother-- Mother!

[ calls after her ]

Mother... her being in the stone, that means that she's... [ trailing off there

probably getting a little off track here BUT THIS IS IMPORTANT ]

[foundationnpcs]

...I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing back then.

Dude, if you need a moment, hand it off to someone else. Sol will still be here, you can talk to her later.

[swordhandled]

[ taking his hand off the rock and just

holding it out for somebody else ]

[whirlingmace]

[ Alright. Talking Sol. ]

Hey hey. You guys were really bad for making Owain sad.

[ Yuuup gotta get that out first. ]

[foundationnpcs]

Sorry...She really wanted to talk to him, I didn't think she would make him cry.

His mom got killed and eaten by a rock, of course he's going to be sad.

Kon!

I can say it! I got killed and eaten by a rock too!

I didn't eat you, shut up!

[whirlingmace]

[ Aww ]

It's okay...I know you didn't mean to. We were told that maybe Sol could help. So there's two of you in there?

[foundationnpcs]

There's actually about two-thousand people here. But, um. I kind of absorbed them all. So all together, they make up 'Sol'. Kon is special because he's 'here' with me, but I didn't eat him like I did the others.

It's a long and complicated story, but if Ichigo is still around he can explain it to you. By the way, tell him I said 'hi'.

[whirlingmace]

Hey hey... it's okay. I'm right here, okay?

[swordhandled]

[ and once someone takes the rock, he's just collapsing on his knees and crying on cinque ]

I couldn't protect her again...!

[resortghosts]

[ B-BUNNY HOODIE HUG...?

Sorry, Owain... ]

[swordhandled]

[ bunny hoodie hug is very much appreciated ]

[whirlingmace]

[ Just going to hug him, rubbing his back while he cries. ]

I'm sorry...

[swordhandled]

How many times must she die because I couldn't protect her?

[maskarang]

[ gosh it disturbs him to see you, owain, looking so down in the dumps

so he kneels down right the fuck in front of owain and grabs his hand so tight that, if he weren't wearing gloves, his knuckles would turn white ] ... Would you like to stay here?

[swordhandled]

[ owain has no qualms about just launching himself at gerome. again. and just cry against him. again. sorry boo, but your man is 50 shades of fucked up right now. ] For... the moment, yes.

[duskhound]

[News from home, huh... And that doesn't sound good at all.]

Um, you should probably pass that off to someone else for the time being. We'll make sure to try to get more information for you, though.

[swordhandled]

[ yeah he's passing her the rock ]

Here.

Take it.

[duskhound]

[Ellie will... very carefully take that rock, yes.]

Now then, um... You can hear me if I speak out loud, right? I'll try to explain the situation as best we can.

We're currently sealed inside an SCP that takes the form of a living, dimension-traveling resort. Said resort is probably dying. Ichigo's also here, and we're using his stone to speak with you.

[foundationnpcs]

Yeah, I wondered why it went dark over there. But hey, we can talk now!

Um...I don't know how long I can keep the communication open? But I can pass on any messages you need passed on. Some of the people out here stay in contact with me.

I'm Kon, by the way.

And I'm Sol.