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

[getdrekt]

No. I'm ambidextrous. Not to mention I died shortly after. Why should it have bothered me?

[givethemhell]

[Ah, a kindred spirit on the "cavalier about dying" express. He hums.]

As I said! Some find it upsetting. I suppose it's not surprising that you would manage to move on from it so smoothly, though. Ah - even if it ended poorly, on a whole.

[getdrekt]

[he waves a hand, flicking the topic away. it's whatever.

this time, he completely buries a rave crab in sand, packing it on top. will it rave its way out??]

And what about yourself?

[givethemhell]

[Judging by the small pile of sand beginning to shift almost immediately, sources indicate yes...]

What about me? I never lost a limb. Gained one, though!

[When a zombie stabbed through his gut.]

[getdrekt]

Gained one?

[givethemhell]

Yep! [He says, and then cheerily mimes just getting fuckin whopped in the gut.] Got punched through here and my friend severed the creature's arm while it was still in.

[He claimed it. His arm.]

[getdrekt]

[................]

You can't say you gained a limb simply by taking it home with you.

[givethemhell]

But I did! It just wasn't on my person in the way a limb usually is.

[It was still on his person for a while, though! Also in his person.]

[getdrekt]

Could you use it?

[givethemhell]

I probably could have, as bait or something if they were really hungry for flesh. But they weren't, fortunately! Just a bit bitey.

[And...punchy.]

[getdrekt]

...It's less "yours" and more "a possession" then, isn't it?

[givethemhell]

Aren't you technically in possession of the limbs you have that are attached?

[getdrekt]

I would only call the ones attached to you "yours", even in the loosest sense!

[givethemhell]

[HE JUST CACKLES. How did this terrible limb conversation happen.]

Mm, I suppose, I suppose. [WAVING A HAND! The rave crab Asch buried has long since shimmied its way back out, and he'll scoop it up into his hands.]

Done baking in the sun yet? You should come with us for a swim!

[getdrekt]

"Us"? Are you planning on taking them swimming?

[givethemhell]

They might enjoy dancing in the shallows, at least!

[The crab in his hands is just groovin away...]

[getdrekt]

Fine.

[he stands up, stepping OVER all the crabbos.]

Or they'll drown, and we'll have a feast.

[givethemhell]

[HE JUST NODS AT THAT because he finds crabs delicious. The crabs are hopefully too busy raving to sweat.]

A win either way for us!

[And away they go, to swim and maybe murder some crabs.]

[getdrekt]

At last, something we can agree on.

[THEY AGREE ON PLENTY OF THINGS!!!

anyway they go swimming and then idk maybe fuck around and eat some crabs]