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

Re: when pigs fly

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He stops it mid-pull, for a moment panicking before he remembered that people that actually know this time. He sits up, the curly tail bobbing]

[whirlingmace]

[ Going over to crouch by him... Hmm ]

You know, if you wanted to look cute for the holidays, I could have helped.

[ Teasing as she works on untangling him ]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He huffs slightly, but holds still for her, snout twitching - and a closer look shows he got a faint dusting of glitter and fake snow]

Bii?

[whirlingmace]

Hehe. You sparkle now.

[ That can stay. She'll also fix things to decorate him better, without him being tangled up. ]

You might need a bath.

[theycallhimmrpchan]

kwee?

[He jerks up, hoping it doesn't mean she plans on bathing him herself, he'd die of embarrassment!]

[whirlingmace]

[ He'll just have to find out. She is picking him up though. ]

Maybe Moogie will have something for you.

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He shifts, getting himself comfortable in her arms since he's going to get carried]

[whirlingmace]

[ Aww ]

You know, you should be like this at sleepovers. Then I can sleep with you.

[ Not that it wouldn't stop her anyways cause she's good with affection. ]