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thefoundation2018-12-24 12:05 pm
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WEEK 5 MINGLE

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.
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

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[or you can find him on the third floor near the storage room, jiggling the locked hand with one hand]
I wonder what's inside. . .
[he muses aloud, to no one in particular]
storage room
Saaaaaaataling~
[ Surprise. She will peer at the door. ]
I'm surprised you haven't gotten in already.
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Has anyone tried?
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I don't think so.
[ She'll shift to help block the handle from view from anyone else, while putting a hand on his back. Look, just a couple of pals hanging in a hall in front of a door. Nothing suspicious! ]
Open it open it.
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Let's figure out what's behind door number one, then.
[and with that? he crouches low, inserts the lock pick into the lock, and gets to work]
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Hopefully it's something really cool.
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Or something really useful.
[plz hold, Eski mod asked for a little while to get to this thread, but storage room adventures will be happening]
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or you know she can pet him then while they wait. ]
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The door swings open after a few moments - it was a rather simple lock, but the insides of storage are...Rather dark.
Will you brave the darkness?]
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Cinque, do you have a light?
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[ Let's change her hand into a flash light! She keeps forgetting she can do things... ]
Does this work?
[ Does that work at all against the ominous dark ahead of them? ]
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Hey, you.
[Akira seems tired]
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i've never been to a big aquarium like this before!! my town didn't have anything like it
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Fish in an aquarium are nothing like the fish I used to catch in the lake back home.
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even living out in the country i didn't do anything like that
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Even when I moved to Tokyo, I used to go to Ichigaya to fish all of the time.
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there was a place to fish in the city?
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[. . . pats bunnyhoodie's head]
When we get out of here, I'll find a place to take you fishing.
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yeah, i guess that makes sense. in my part of the city, all the plants were artificial, too. you had to go to a different area to see real ones.
not that i've been, though!
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I'll take you on a nature walk, too. So you can become one with the world.
[he appreciates video games as much as the next person but Yoshi ya gotta get out more]
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i'm not even sure when that stopped, but
[ And then he stops writing abruptly, still staring at the tablet. Hm. ]
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[he's noticing that hesitation]
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