WEEK FOUR: MINGLE

[gatonina]

WEEK FOUR

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

POPULATION: 29 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 Purple Heart 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, Winter Wizard will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Black Shadows 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. After the events of last week, perhaps you yearn for privacy. Unfortunately, it seems that though your past will no longer be put on blast, your feelings will be made known to those around you instead. Should you come into physical contact with somebody else, you immediately become aware of whatever emotion they are feeling and vice versa. The feeling will linger for five seconds after physical contact has been broken, at which point it will fade. But the knowledge will remain with you. And even worse, it doesn't necessarily have to be skin-to-skin contact like in your first week. As long as you are physically touching them, that will be enough for the effect to take place. Whether you want to or not, it seems like this is the week to wear your heart on your sleeve. Good luck.

Comments

[givethemhell]

Hah! Perfect, then - we'll make quick work of this!

[THEY ARE JUST MAKING THEIR OWN RULES.]

[vigilantics]

I'll start on that side, and you go on that side, and we meet in the middle?

[givethemhell]

Works for me! We should race to see who can get to the middle first.

[As he trots over to the side she indicated... DO THEY EVEN HAVE ANY BOXES.]

[vigilantics]

[ I DON'T KNOW. PROBABLY NOT. THAT'S A LATER PROBLEM. ]

On the count of three?

[givethemhell]

[WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO JUST DUMP EVERYTHING ON THE FLOOR.]

Mm, you count us down! Ready, ready!

[vigilantics]

[ they clean the mess by just making a completely different kind of mess. ]

Three... two... one... go!

[ but it's time to go and collect shit! yea!! ]

[givethemhell]

[YEAH!!!! HE'S ZOOMING.

He is not collecting shit so much as dumping it onto the floor though and kind of scooting it all into a pile. Hm. Maybe having the notoriously messy person clean is a bad idea.]

[vigilantics]

[ i hate this

meanwhile, steph is just picking things up and occasionally looking over at him to watch him go............... ]

[givethemhell]

[About halfway through his side, Wei Wuxian just. Blinks and looks over.]

What was it we were supposed to be doing with these again?

[STOP HIM.]

[vigilantics]

[ oh my god ]

Boxes?

[givethemhell]

Oh! Right, right. Ah, boring tasks are so forgettable...

[THAT'S JUST HIS BAD MEMORY.

And his easy distraction apparently, since he's picking up a game cartridge like 5 seconds later and getting distracted from the pile he was currently picking up.]

[vigilantics]

[ wwx.... your pile..... ]

Everything going good over there?

[givethemhell]

[He looks at his pile... and glances back toward Stephanie......]

...Yes! [He says, shoving the pile onto the floor.] How about over there?

[vigilantics]

Yea, I’ve cleaned... stuff?

[ her hands are just

full of crap

where the fuck is she putting these ]

[givethemhell]

[He's realizing that they did not plan this out well. Helpfully, he points to his ground pile.]

You can put them here for now! We'll figure out what to do with it later.

[vigilantics]

Oh, cool.

[ she puts it in the pile.

this isn't cleaning, but she was tired of holding it all. ]

[givethemhell]

[Black Shadows is just watching from the void like :\ at their attempts.]

Perfect! Now all we need to do is find a place to hide this under.

[vigilantics]

[ hmmmm

she starts to wander around the room... pspspspsp hiding spot ]

[givethemhell]

Found anything good yet?

[He says, just looking through some games now...]

[vigilantics]

No, not ye--

[ JUST TRIPS OVER CORDS ]

[givethemhell]

[STEPHANIE YOUR CORDS. He jumps, mildly startled at the sound of her tripping, and swings around to look over.]

--Careful, careful! Are you alright?

[vigilantics]

Ow... yeah. I can't believe I've been beaten like this.

[ she can, actually. gravity..... ]

[givethemhell]

These things really are vicious...

[He'll hold a hand out to help her back up, though! If she chooses to take it anyway because emotion cooties.]

[vigilantics]

[ that's fine! she'll take it. since her emotions right now are like, mostly amusement and some exasperation, so it's fine. ]

If they end up taking us out, I hope they don't waste a trial on it.

[givethemhell]

Who would they even vote for in a situation like that? Maybe someone has an ability that can make inanimate objects sentient and we can vote for it then...

[This poor wire, newly brought to life: why are you all staring at me like that.]