WEEK SIX

[killerwaves]

WEEK SIX

16 Vacationers

Throughout your time on the island, there's been a steady rhythm; the murders, the trials, the executions, the clean-up afterwards that leave just up remnants for you to remember what was lost. This Monday morning though, things are different. The debris and any biohazards are cleared, but no effort has been made to repair the games at the arcade, or to restock the chemicals and damaged equipment at the laboratory.

Odd.

If you cast your eyes to the sky, you'll also notice that the distortion is also lingering—there's certainly less of it at least, a haze still lingering over the go-karts, one whirlpool lingering out in the sea. It could be worse, surely.

Though there's no new locations for you to take your mind off of all these oddities either. In fact, looking at your device to access the resort map area and scrolling past Kakapo's Nest triggers an error.

There’s one more, slightly more eclectic change: the kittybots, instead of having cute kitty ears and faces, are now without exception round-headed. This would make them look like ordinary robots, but their heads actually now look like a bowl of fish swimming, which occasionally form up into expressions. A change of pace for everything, it seems.

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WEATHER ALERT:

Bulletin:
The current barometric pressure is 29.90 inHg, and is expected to steadily decline over the coming days. Rain and storms are likely in the latter half of the week.

(( OOC: Welcome to endgame week everyone. We'll be running an endgame investigation Friday during our typical investigation timeslot, and Saturday will be endgame proper.

This week your admins can be contacted Monday and Tuesday only, after that they'll be incommunicado. ))

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[finalmix]

[ MOOD ]

And yet you grace us with your presence, Lobelia~

[conchy]

Participation was compulsory, I assure you! We're all quite tired of being confined to Merlin's floral purgatoire.

[finalmix]

[ laughs ]

I suppose you'd rather trade it for sun and sand and sea in that case?

[conchy]

Bien sûr! Who wouldn't? Among is great many flaws, Monsieur Merlin also has shockingly poor aesthetic sense. I'm suffering for his poor taste!

[finalmix]

Sounds like a chore these past few weeks, sorry for your loss~

[ he's not sorry ]

I suppose this contact means it won't take long before you can rejoin us~

[conchy]

For Monsieur Merlin's sake, let us hope that's the case!

[Again with the threats of bodily harm............ but more importantly:]

All of you have a job to do as well. As Monsieur Crea so succinctly put it, the "power of friendship" is quite powerful indeed, it seems! Do your best not to quarrel amongst yourselves, oui? We all have places we'd rather be... and more importantly, a common enemy.

[finalmix]

[ poor merlin. can't wait to look into the graveyard to see what kind of bullying has been happening ]

[ aaaaaanyway vague hand gestures in complicated feelings about going home BUT ]

So it seems. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and all that jazz, hm? I'll try my best not to pick fights with anyone, but some people are just very fun to tease.

[conchy]

Hm! Well, I can't claim to be any better than you in that regard. Some people leave their vulnérabilités on full display and make quite easy targets of themselves. How are we supposed to resist temptation?