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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[stilllovesyou]

Lake...

[The girl she knew as Nona hesitates. It is.. unused to being moved by these things.]

I am Alecto. I am the first house.

[idologue]

Alecto... It's nice to meet you, Alecto.

You are not the one who was known was 'Nonagesimus', then?

[ The one who's place she took during that memory, the one she assumed was Nona before she became Nona. ]

[stilllovesyou]

...Harrowhark is the descendent of the one who sealed me. The one dearest to my heart. Anastasia.

This is her body. She has sworn herself to me.

But she is also in many ways my littlest sister.

[idologue]

[ ... there is a lot going on here. If you asked Lacus to draw a diagram of it, she might just give up four lines in. ]

Then I suppose Nona was also one of your family, no? A sister, a daughter, it doesn't matter... She was made up of the people around you, whom you belong to, right?

[stilllovesyou]

...Nona was...

[HRMMMMMM...]

...Me.

A version of me that did not remember who we used to be. What we used to be. A version of me that could be happy.

[idologue]

[ That's complicated. And really, really sad. ]

A version of you that proved the capacity for happiness is not beyond you.

[ Lacus doesn't know Alecto's circumstances. She's sure that there are a great many things in her memories preventing her from joy. But even so... ]

[stilllovesyou]

...

[The voice is silent on the other end. And then, quietly. Almost sadly, she says,]

Do not speak on matters you cannot understand. Your intentions are good, but I cannot live a lie when I know the truth.

[idologue]

[ ... ah. Alecto has a point here, and Lacus is silent for a moment. ]

I just think... the conditions for happiness are variable. I don't know what is weighing on you, and how difficult it would be to change or grow past, but... Having seen Nona's smile, I'd like to think it's not impossible.

[stilllovesyou]

You are right, Lake.

You don't know.