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WEEK ZERO: MINGLE
WEEK ZERO | |
| ▽ FULL NAVIGATION ▽ LOCATIONS ▽ STATUSES ▽ IC PROFILES ▽ IC RULEBOOK ▽ MURDER PROPOSALS ▽ PCS ▽ CURFEW ▽ AUDIENCES ▽ CAMP STORE ▽ REPORTING |
Rise and shine, everyone! At 7:00 AM on the dot, those who are asleep will be roused from their slumber by the sound of a bugle call. It seems that breakfast is now served in the Mess Hall. How nice! It's up to you to decide if you want to continue sleeping or not... But maybe it's a good idea to grab a bite and explore your surroundings. After all, it looks like you'll be here for a little while. Regardless of what you do, be sure to check the weather before stepping outside. You never know when you might need an umbrella! Once you're up and at them, though, there are a few points of interest this week. If you swing by the Director's Office, you will find Black Shadows manning the receptionist's desk or flitting in and out of the rooms down the hallway. This week's tasks are now available, and you can check them out on the announcement board in the waiting room. Should you visit the Camp Shop, Purple Heart will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Winter Wizard doesn't seem to be stationed at any set location. Maybe it's their week off? Oh, well. Seems like if you want to get ahold of them, you'll have to pay your respects to the bunnies. Finally, though all seems normal at first glance... You will quickly realize something is wrong the moment you start interacting with other people. Or, more specifically, once you come in physical contact with them. For the rest of the week, anyone who makes skin-to-skin (or whatever counts as skin, for the non-humans) contact with someone else will find themselves in a bit of a sticky situation. Whatever body parts touched will be stuck together for the next hour, with no way to separate them. Try not to create additional points of contact while trying to cheat your way out of this situation, yeah? That would be unpleasant, for each spot will last an entire hour. Good luck. |
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-- Is that your dog?!
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Huh? Oh, yeah. This is Mrs. O'Leary. She was with me at the last place so I guess I shouldn't be surprised she's here, too.
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I fucking love her. [ she really is just sitting here in phoenix's hat and spoiling mrs. o'leary. ] What did you ask? Oh - yeah, I have, but not roasted ones.
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You'd probably love her at her normal size, too. [But anyway!] How have you lived without roasting marshmallows before now? That's like a staple of life.
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Marshmallows don't exist in Exandria, and we didn't really have open fires just around in the House. Actually - well. We did, just not open fires we were gonna use to roast marshmallows over.
[ sometimes like three or four separate monsters set the house on fire. ]
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Open fires because someone screwed up somewhere? [A nod of solidarity.] Can't believe there's a whole world out there marshmallows don't exist. They're, like, a staple of summer. Glad to see you've been enlightened.
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[ she munches on a marshmallow. ] I figure if I'm gonna be here I might as well try to enjoy some of it.
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No bribing necessary, kiddo. You brought me a dog, you can have as many as you want.
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