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thefoundation2018-11-26 04:48 am
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WEEK 1 - MINGLE

You've found a safe haven from the wind and the snow - yet, perhaps you're not quite out of danger yet. The Resort Staff are odd, but seem harmless - jumping to any whim you might have, if it doesn't make them oddly lock up.
The weather all week is perfect - the perfect temp and snow for plenty of skiing. The firepit in the courtyard is always lit too, with ingredients for smores and hot chocolate always available in the lobby. Though...in the halls, a strange bunch of songs keep playing from the hotel's sound system. Is whoever runs this place a weird cover song enthusiast?
So far, everything seems fine....but there's a weird sense of unease lingering over the Resort as everyone wakes up Monday Morning. Maybe that has something to do with that strange memory that popped in your head when you woke up? Or maybe it's that all of you woke up in the middle of a snowstorm, with no memory of how you got there?
In the end...even though everything should be fine, why does it feel like this is only the prelude to a nightmare...?
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

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[Not that Iwai can't understand that. He's keeping secrets of his own too, hah!]
So, what's your opinion on everythin'? How screwed are we?
[And are you going to keep any future dead person's skull for your pigeon?]
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At least part of why Medic is concerned is that he finds the idea of experimenting on kids to be distasteful, so nearly all available test subjects here go out the window]no subject
Once Iwai finds out about that he'll want Medic to at least ask beforehand if he can experiment on his dead body, hah]'If'? It's a guarantee.
[You know, given the...dead person's bones and ghost, the corpse-eating rats, the general eerie place this is, the bizarre staff, and everything else]
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If Iwai's already dead and not present as a ghost, though, there's no one to ask permission from, soooo...]
I know, I know- I suppose I just hold out a little hope. It feels like everything is out of my control, and I hate that.
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[If not to survive, then to get out of here]