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. ))

MONDAY • TUESDAY • WEDNESDAY • THURSDAY

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Comments

[conchy]

[His hunger... Well well, Beelzebub understands him better than he'd expected him to. Well then, he'll be marginally less of an ass to him as thanks. Sound good?]

As has yours, I've noticed. There's something satiating about that which nourishes the heart, non?

[gluttoning]

[Lobelia? Being Less of an Ass? Sounds fake bro.]

Mn...

My hunger won't go away, even with people I love. That's just something I have to live with.

I guess I'd be jealous if I thought about it too much. But I like eating. So it works out.

[conchy]

Perhaps not, but you have someone who will care for you now and shoulder your burdens with you. That in itself is a treat.

[He can even eat Temenos as thanks, wink wonk. Everyone wins!]

[gluttoning]

I always did. But... I like having more. It fills my chest like food does for my stomach. That makes me happy. And that's all I care about.

I'm guessing you found something similar.

[But again, it's not his business.]

[conchy]

There is little more valuable than happiness in this world. Maman and Papa took every opportunity to remind me of this.

[everyone: but lobelia, didn't you also kill your parents

lobelia: so anyway,]

Though it pains me to admit it, I've made the mistake of taking genuine love and crushing it beneath my heel twice over... but this time, I've been given a second chance. I won't let it go to waste.

[gluttoning]

Mn. You really have changed. Enjoy your happiness.

...

If you mess too much with Temenos when we get back, though, I promise I'll snap your neck again. With my hands this time.

[This is non-negotiable.]

[dupiety]

[oh




that's hot]

[chosenwang]

[ do you need a moment bestie ]

[dupiety]

[he's good he's good]

[immortalpoet]

[been there, done that. i mean what]

[conchy]

Naturellement! All the same to you, Beelzebub.

[No part of him is bothered by the threats of bodily harm, but that's to be expected at this point.]

So long as neither of you pose a hindrance to my plans, we've no reason to regard each other as enemies. Watch your step! Heheh!

[gluttoning]

No offense meant if I toss you out of the way if you get underfoot, then.

[yeet]

[conchy]

None at all, of course! I'm confident I can launch you several thousand feet into the air if need be, and in fact, I won't hesitate!

[what happened to them having a touching moment here]

[gluttoning]

I can already fly. [Said as though this isn't much of a threat.]

...

How fast would that make me go, actually? Could we use that?

[conchy]

[Hm! That is an idea, isn't it...? Lobelia brings a hand to his chin and hums.]

Little moves faster than sound, Beelzebub. The more pertinent question is what forces that body of yours can sustain.

[Lobelia audibly SIGHS because he detests explaining these things to... well, anyone, but Beelzebub's question is actually quite genius.]

Simply put, the only limiting factor here is you. If you like, we can run an experiment or two to see if firing you like a bullet is worth the effort involved.

[gluttoning]

...

Maybe. [MAYBE?] It won't matter if we're stuck here. So let's wait for right now.

I can handle a lot. But I'd like to not be torn to pieces by you again.

[conchy]

[aw... but beel cannon...............]

Compris. There is little point in fussing over theoreticals at present. We'll see what awaits us in the coming days.