notagain | WEEK THREE: MINGLE

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[The man just barks at him to clear away from the front of the stand, and Wei Wuxian tugs on Yasusada's hem.]

Come back here, just leave him be. He's just cranky. [He's just trying to do his job???] I'll give you the first question! What's my favorite color?

[IS THAT TOO EASY TO COUNT.]

[Wow, what a grump. See if anybody offers him some delicious snacks.

ANYWAY. Game time.]

Hmm, is it black?

[NO SNACKS FOR HIM. All snacks for these two instead. Or Wei Wuxian at the rate he's going through his fruits, wow.]

Ah... Hm. I'll count it!

[This question shouldn't have even been allowed since he doesn't have a true favorite color outside of something sappy like the purple of Yunmeng or the color of Lan Wangji's eyes. Disgostin.]

Your turn!

[GET OUT THIS IS THE WRONG GAME I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT WANGXIAN!!!! Instead of their stupid asses, here is Yasusada, who thinks very hard before he brightens up.]

I've got it! [!!!] What's my name?

[THAT DOESN'T COUNT AT ALL]

[TOO LATE WANGXIAN HAUNTS US.

Just like this question will haunt me, aki, personally, forever. Wei Wuxian blinks...]

...Is - this a trick question? [PLEASE!!! THERE'S NO WAY THIS WORKS.]

Eh, you don't know it?

[Please he's trying so hard to give you an easy one]

Yamatonokami Yasusada...?

[HE'S. HE LOOKS SO LOST. WHAT. IS THIS A TRICK. IS THIS A TRAP. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.]

Right!

[HE'S PROUD OF YOU, FAKE SANIWA-KUN]

[WH. HE'S TIRED.]

Surely something like that doesn't count...! That would be like me asking you what color my hair is!

[YAMS THEY'RE NEVER GONNA ESCAPE THIS AIRPORT. They're going to be stuck here picnicking in front of the Delta Airlines help desk for the rest of their lives while the game plays on without them.]

Why wouldn't it count? It doesn't say they have to be difficult questions.

[This game needs better rules?? And hey, if they're stuck here long enough, maybe everyone will leave and they can get to the airplane and escape forever.

But, fine!!]

Hm, then... what's the curvature of my blade?

[That's,,]

[People are definitely giving them some funky looks, that's true... But they're also so soul-sapped from dealing with Delta that they don't even bother trying to confront these two idiots.

Also, he's squinting at Yasusada. He can't tell........ if he's doing this on purpose or not... This is some sort of karmic punishment, isn't it?]

How am I supposed to know that, ah?

[IF ONLY HE WAS DOING IT ON PURPOSE but no, he just doesn't understand why Wei Wuxian isn't satisfied with any of his questions.]

Isn't it obvious?

[Helpfully holds up his (sheathed) sword. They're going to get kicked out.]

[They're really going to get kicked out SECURITY IS EYEING THEM. ONE MIGHT BE HEADING THEIR WAY. Wei Wuxian just squints at the sheathed blade, head cocked to the side.]

No! What do you think I am? I'm not actually a sword, like I said! I can't really tell at a glance - especially when it's still in its sheath!

You're being way too picky...

[They're on track for a divorce already...]

Fine, fine, what's Kanesada's full name! You have to know that one, he says it all the time.

[A DIVORCE ON THEIR HONEYMOON they're gonna set and break all kinds of records today.]

I do know that one! [Though he pauses for a second, because his memory is bad and 80% of his sword name brainspace has been taken up by Higekiri's 50 fake names.]

Kanesada, Kanesada... Izu...mi-- Ah, right, right! Izuminokami Kanesada!

[He looks very proud of himself and his sad memory.]

Why does his name count but mine doesn't?

[He is not impressed with this game. Sparring would be better? Please?]

Your turn.

[STOP WITH THE SPARRING WHY DO ALL OF HIS SUPPOSED-TO-BE-CUTE-OUTINGS END WITH SPARRING.]

I hear yours almost every day, that's why. [YAMS.] Let's see... What's my favorite animal in the petting zoo?

[This question also doesn't count because the answer is "all".]

[BECAUSE SPARRING IS CUTE AND FUN.]

Hmmm... [THIS IS WAY HARDER THAN HIS WTF] The rabbits?

Oh! Good one.

[He does like rabbits a lot, so he's counting this.]

They're very cute and sweet, aren't they? Though I do like the ones belonging to the directors even more.

I like dogs better, but they are.

[Soft and fluffy and could bite you if they wanted. Good animals.]

Do we need more questions?

[He just makes a face at that... FUCK DOGS WE CAN NEVER BE MARRIED.]

Uh. Maybe one more for each of us for good measure? What's my favorite snack that I keep in my robes!

[Good work.]