WEEK THREE: MINGLE

[gatonina]

WEEK THREE

▽ FULL NAVIGATION ▽ LOCATIONS ▽ STATUSES ▽ IC PROFILES ▽ IC RULEBOOK ▽ MURDER PROPOSALS ▽ PCS ▽ CURFEW ▽ AUDIENCES ▽ CAMP STORE ▽ REPORTING

POPULATION: 35 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!

Comments

[getdrekt]

[his giant mascot head bumps into escha's. because they are now dressed like this, a beautiful matched pair of lovers.]

I can't see anything in this, so it hardly matters.

Throw it away.

[applechemist]

[ these are hideous, thank you. ]

Aw, you don't want to go to the right spot?

[ ....... despite her words, she absolutely tosses that guide without hesitation. ]

[getdrekt]

Nowhere here is a right spot. We are in the wrong spot. This is a nightmare made reality.

[a child is clinging to his leg and screaming. he makes no move to remove it or to help it.]

Come on. Let's play this ridiculous game.

[more children are rapidly approaching to attach themselves, beady eyes and creeping fingers longing to squeeze u]

[applechemist]

[ Escha more delicately soothes the kid to try and get them to leave him alone... but it only results in the kid clinging to her leg out of affection, now. Great. ]

Um... I don't really know how to play.

[getdrekt]

[Asch wiggles the guide, and tries to pass it to her--

--which only succeeds in bonking it into her oversized head a few times.]

Read this. Or skim it. As long as we ask easy questions to get them right, we should be fine.

[applechemist]

[ She reaches up to try and help take it from him but it's an equally futile effort and she just manages to knock it out of his hands.

... With much more effort than it should take, she manages to pick it up to skim over it. ]

Easy questions, huh...? Okay, um, how about... "When your husband cooks for you would you say the food is spot on, or would you sign him up for cooking school?"

[ .... wow writing on a whiteboard in this mascot costume is ALSO A NIGHTMARE. ]

[getdrekt]

What!? My husband? [he's momentarily confused—and panicked, like she's referencing............. something else.] Oh. Oh, yes. Okay. Your husband.

[him.

there is some whiplash wedding trauma happening under this hideous mascot head, but he writes something down.]

[applechemist]

[ Haha........... ]

Ready?

[getdrekt]

Ready.

[he flips over his board, which simply reads SPOT ON.]

[applechemist]

[ She flips hers and it also says: SPOT ON! ]

You seemed good at that kind of thing, based on...

[ .......... actually let's not mention The Cake. ]

[getdrekt]

Oh. Yes. Thank you.

[he's suddenly extremely thankful for the mascot costumes, actually.]

Well, as for a question... uUgh!

[he nearly collapses to the ground, because a small child has just run at him, full-speed, and punched him directly in the dick—then wrapped itself around him.]

You... miserable little wretch... [he holds up the whiteboard, as if to hit the child, who looks up,

smiling beauteously. it's the happiest day of their tiny little life.

there's a muffled tch from underneath the mascot head, as Asch sinks to one knee, wobbling. throuhg gritted teeth, Escha can hear:] ...Welcome to the happiest place on the planet. Have a magical Destiny day.

[applechemist]

[ She has to. Turn around and be very busy with the children around her for a minute because she's laughing and that's rude. Don't. Don't mind her. It's fine. ]

[getdrekt]

[he's back to his whiteboard, writing furtively. but he's still kneeling, for the time being. children are watching him do it, and tilting their tiny, idiot heads.]

Okay. Okay.

When your... your... wife...

[he's struggling a little, but rallies impressively.]

"When your wife tells you what she's best at, what is it?"

[applechemist]

[ Oh this is easy! Escha actually hums a little bit as she writes, swaying back and forth.

Her giant bobbly mascot head almost falls off. ]

[getdrekt]

[he flips over his board, which reads "Alchemy", as he shakily stands to his feet--and silently corrects Escha's wobbling head.]

[applechemist]

[ She smiles at him in thanks. Which. He can't see because of the mascot head.

And of course, when Escha flips her board, it says Alchemy!!!! WOW WHO COULD HAVE GUESSED! ]

We're really good at this!

[getdrekt]

Hmph. Of course. Our focus is clearly on winning this, as quickly as we can, without messing around with anything else!

[THE ULTIMATE TEAM!]

[applechemist]

Huh? Don't you want to at least have some fun, while we're at it?

[getdrekt]

Huh?

[fu...... n?]

What do you mean?

[applechemist]

Well... It's a game, isn't it? Games are for fun.

[getdrekt]

....Mm. I suppose.

[HE'D RATHER DIE THAN STRETCH THIS OUT!!!]

Did you have something in mind?

[applechemist]

[ She shakes her head. ]

No, just... Relaxing a bit? As long as we're doing something low-stakes like this.

[ ... hmm, anyway. She searches for another question. ]

"Which one of you is the most organized?"

[getdrekt]

...It would be a waste not to eat the picnic.

[since he actually gives a shit again, and feels pretty guilty towards escha for cake crimes.

he thinks for a minute, writes, and flips it over.

"Escha".]

[applechemist]

Exactly!

[ That's the root of the issue. She really wants to eat this picnic.

regrettably, when she flips her board over it says: "Asch." ]

[getdrekt]

You think I'm organized?

[not that she can see his expression through the stupid mascot head, but his tone suggests he is. maybe. a little smidgen. flattered.]