WEEK FIVE: MINGLE

[gatonina]

WEEK FIVE

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POPULATION: 24 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 Winter Wizard 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, Black Shadows will be handling all transactions at the checkout counter. Even camp directors hold down normal jobs, you know. Strangely enough, Purple Heart 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 memory lane? Some things are better left in the past. Example: The injuries you acquired during your time in your previous rodeo. Unfortunately for everyone, the past has come back to haunt you in the worst way possible. Upon waking up on Monday morning, everyone will realize they have regained every single injury they obtained in their previous game. Even worse, these injuries will look fresh. Lost body parts will abruptly pop off. Slit throats will reappear. Burns and cuts and scrapes will grace you with their presence once again. The effect will cover all injuries, including those that led to death. But although they may be fatal, and although they may bleed... they will oddly enough not lead to your death. The same cannot be said for any additional shanking that may happen during the week, however. Try not to get yourself murdered? Your new, conditional zombie state is just that: conditional. The only saving grace is that, for those who were killed in their previous games, any injuries, marks or horrors wrought upon their corpses after the fatal blow will not appear on their bodies. Phew.

Comments

[getdrekt]

Just take the painkillers, Beau.

[disreguarded]

I don't have any painkillers. That's not what I'm offering, dude.

[getdrekt]

What?

Then what are you offering?

[disreguarded]

Weed? Please tell me you know what weed is.

[getdrekt]

...[is this a trick question]

Weeds?

[disreguarded]

No, singular. Singular weed. Like the drug. [ she cannot believe this ]

[getdrekt]

A weed?

[LEGIT CONFUSION]

What kind of weed? What does that have to do with medicine?

[disreguarded]

[ ASCH I SWEAR ]

Do people do recreational drugs in your world or are you just really this straight?

[getdrekt]

[he feels like he's having two different conversations, neither of which he understands.]

I... yes, there's recreational-- what do you mean, am I straight? In what sense of the word--what are you talking about?

[disreguarded]

[ i just realized there's like three different ways you could interpret straight i'm crying ]

Like - straight laced. Have you ever done drugs? Ever? Like smoked something and got high.

[ she cannot believe she has to say this ]

[getdrekt]

[his expression transforms—from confusion, into pure scandal. HOW? DARE?? YOU???]

Of course not!

Why would I risk my health to chase some idiot high?!

[disreguarded]

Right, so I'm assuming that's a no, you don't want some now.

[getdrekt]

Why are you taking any kind of drug?!

[disreguarded]

[ she lifts her eyebrows very, very high ]

Why do you think?

[getdrekt]

[he actually gasps.]

...You're a drug addict?

[disreguarded]

[ she just

stares at him ]

No.

[getdrekt]

Then I have no idea.

[disreguarded]

Because this place sucks and it's nice not to feel shitty for a while, man. That's all.

Plus it's a good painkiller.

[getdrekt]

[what the fuck is going on

beau "drugs good, actually" lionett is melting his brain out his ears.]

All drugs have negative side effects, Beau. These weeds likely do as well!

[he scrambles for something, and settles on. lecturing. on a weed.]

[disreguarded]

[ she's really honestly trying not to laugh ]

Sure, but the good stuff outweighs the bad stuff? Don't lecture me, I'm older than you. [ she's... teasing, mostly. ]

[getdrekt]

Tch! Don't come crying to me when you get addicted!

[DRUGS BAD]

[disreguarded]

I'm not gonna get addicted, dude.

[getdrekt]

Many say the same, and end up falling to their vices.

[spoken like a man who has never viced in his life]

[disreguarded]

You're no fun at all. Not even a little bit.

[getdrekt]

[he frowns. fun? fun???]

What do you mean, I'm no fun. I don't need drugs to be fun. I'm fun if I want to be. I can be fun.