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WEEK THREE: MINGLE
WEEK THREE | |
| ▽ 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 seems the fog has receded enough to reveal a few new locations. 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. As you explore the camp, however... You may find yourself confronted by scenes from a not so distant past. Or, perhaps, the so-called-movies playing on the big screen are completely foreign to you. But that's not all you will have to deal with this week. Continue skimming the edges of the forest, and you will find yourself going down memory lane. Literally. Speaking of walking down memory lane, it seems the theater and the portal aren't the only places to relive some fond memories... or revisit ones that are better left in the past. Yes, it's memshare week. It doesn't matter if you cover yourself up from head to toe, or pirouette away from anyone who might make physical contact with you. Simple proximity OR eye contact is enough to get the ball rolling. As soon as this simple condition is met, you will find yourself reliving the other party's memories from their point of view. These memories can either be canon memories, or memories from the game they were previously in. Regardless of what the case may be, this effect will last until Week 4 officially begins. Have fun, everyone! |
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["delicious" indeed. Akira hasn't yet noticed the family of bears hiding behind a line of trees, waiting for a chance to snatch those soggy sandwiches for themselves]
"If your husband wrote a book about your family what would the title be?"
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Hey, maybe I'm only giving you a half point for not saying "cards".
[ ... uhhh.... ]
If it's not a cat pun, I'm really divorcing you. "My Famnyaly"?
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. . .
"My Purrfect Famnyaly."
[IT WAS CLOSE]
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[ how are all these bears so stealthful. they're definitely creeping in though. ]
"Does your husband prefer pizza, wings, steak, or one of each?"
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I'm counting it. Look at how well-matched we are, snookums.
[why all these pet names]
And I'm going to say one of each.
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If we were so well-matched sweetheart, you'd have known it was steak.
[ whomp whomp. he's reaching for the champagne for failure drinks because this game is probably waaaay more fun with some alcohol. ]
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Well, we can't win them all.
[a cheeky smile and he adjusts the hat atop his head]
"What will your husband say that he loves about you the most??"
[THE BEARS ARE GETTING CLOSER]
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[ smile.
he finally picks up the champagne bottle and twists the wire off the cork so he can pop the cork on it -- he aims it into the trees and... well. there's a startled yelping growl as the cork hits something hanging out in there. ]
... ??
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[uh]
[. . .]
[Akira slowly turns around, his half-eaten sandwich in hand, to stare right at Yogi and Yogi's fuzzy frowly family of four]
[. . . . . . . .]
Oh.
[OH????]
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ash just takes a swig straight from the bottle. ]
Throw a sandwich at them. Maybe they'll be satiated and wander off.
[ ....
it's all bad, really. ]
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[whoever "they" are]
[but he is going to pick a bit of crust off of the side of his sandwich and toss it towards the bear family. THERE U GO]
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[ enjoy your crusts bear-chans. the bears are sniffing the foods curiously. they do not charge in for more. ]
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[for now though. . .]
This is the most romantic honeymoon I've ever been on.
[it's the only honeymoon he's ever been on]
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[ he holds out the bottle to akira -- drink? ]
Anyway, did I get it right?
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[eh]
[takes the bottle, staring at the opening, before he shrugs and just takes a swig. WHY NOT???]
Hn? Oh.
[holds up his whiteboard. which they've been writing on this whole time, yes]
[His pawsome cat puns.]
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Mine's better.
[ well, they're 1 - 1 so far. apparently they just need one more answer... ]
"What is one thing you do that drives your husband bonkers?"
[ there is a snuffling sound in the background as the bears consume the sandwich crust. trouble brews. ]
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[cheeky!! and did they really think the bears would be distracted by a SIMPLE SANDWICH. FOOLS. DUMB BOYS]
[anyway Akira literally doesn't write anything new on his white board he just holds up HIS PAWSOME CAT PUNS a second time]
[nodnods]
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and it's fine. ash is throwing ANOTHER SANDWICH to a chorus of excited snuffling. they're really just delaying the inevitable here, but y'know. it works. ]
Ding, ding, ding. I think that's three.
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And that's the most romantic thing that anyone has ever said to me. Should we top it of with a kiss?
[MAKES KISSY FACES AT ASH]
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We still have a questionably crap picnic to get through, if you can stand the extra company sniffing around in the background.
[ ... he just looks amused at that ]
I thought you’d vowed off your rogue serial-kissing ways?
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Sounds like the words of a husband who wants to sleep on the couch toni--
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[and that's when Yogi's wife steals Akira's bride hat right off his head]
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[ welp. rip hat. ]
Hope you weren’t feeling hungry. [ ... is all the warning akira is getting before ash picks up the picnic basket (but not the champagne, that’s way too important) and flinging it at the retreating back of the hat stealing bears.
there’s an explosion of soggy, under-filled sandwiches; cheap, off brand crisps, and a thermos of what looks like quite thin tomato soup sloshes its contents all across the ground behind the bears. the hat thieving bear might even drop their newest acquisition in shock? we just don’t know yet ]
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Rest in pieces, honeymoon picnic. . .
[Akira]
[holds a hand over his heart in honor of their lost lunch. meanwhile, the bears are swarming around the picnic basket, but]
[Yogi's wife is hanging onto the hat. HER HAT NOW]
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[ hmm. ]
They've still got your hat though. Or are you just gonna beg the directors for a new one?
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