thefoundation | WEEK 1

WEEK 1

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...?

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[ How about we... start pushing snow on Akira. ]

Did you guys start the fireworks without me?

[POOR AKIRA.

Minato's eyes are closed so he's got no idea she is burying Akira alive in the frigid snow.]

N... nope. At least... not on purpose.

[ It's okay, he'll be a beautiful snow-mermaid soon. ]

Oh whoops! Are you okay Mimi?

[ She forgot to ask that first.]

What were you guys trying to do?

[ Doot de doot trying to cover Akira's legs ]

Yeah, yeah...

[A yawn, which he stifles vaguely with a hand.]

We were trying something... to try to get rid of the snow.

[THE SNOW SEEMS QUITE FINE.]

Why would you try to get rid of snow? I think it's nice.

[ He might hear a large amount of snow being scooped up and the flattened on something ]

[He pries his eyes open at that.]

... It's kind of in the way of us going home, right...?

Oh yeah.

[ Sorry she's like this. She's trying to make a more defined line around Akira's legs now. ]

Going home would be nice, but being with everyone is nice too.

I'd like for it to be a choice, mostly... so everyone can go home when they want to.

[... Hm.]

Are you burying Akira?

Yup yup. Just a little bit.

[ She's not going to cover his head. ]

You know, you shouldn't follow someone who walks into walls.

[Oh my god.]

... That's a little brutal, but not untrue.

Anyway, we decided to do it together.

That's because you're one of those nice people, right?

[ It did say he's a doorstop. How does she know he didn't like bully him into it? ]

I can cover him up more if he's mean to you.

... Um, I appreciate it, but... Akira's a good guy.

[Honestly.]

He hasn't been mean to me, don't worry.

Okay, I'll believe you.

[ So no burying him all the way then. Just putting more on. ]

I didn't know Sataling likes playing dress up.

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[. . . yeah, okay. he's suffering from SP exhaustion so he doesn't even try to fight it]

Is this my punishment. . .

[ Here lies Sataling. ]

Hehe.

[ That's not ominous at all. ]

It doesn't look like you have any boo boos this time.

[THAT'S SUPER OMINOUS. . . oh well, guess this is how he dies. buried in a snow drift by Cinque]

We're not hurt. Just. . . outta SP.

What's SP? It seems like you both are just really tired.

[ Going to keep moving snow on to him. ]

. . . a joke.

[he isn't explaining it, gdmit]

[ That seems awfully suspicious! ]

Huh? What kind of joke? Tell me, Satalingaling.

[ Poking him in the sides. ]

Noooooo. . .

[he's too tired to brain explaining jokes right now]

You aren't a very good joker if you can't think of anything.

[ There's a nod over here. ]

Maybe I can help you think of one.

[a beat]

Sure.

[he still isn't moving and he's tired so like, they might as well tell jokes while he and Minato are laid out in the snow]

Hit me with your best joke.