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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Comments

[diabolizes]

Want this, don't you?

[ He holds up the Prized Item(tm). Will her eyes follow it too...? ]

What have you got? I'm willing to trade.

[necrotiem]

[No, she can contain herself. Mostly.]

Still putting your soul into little bits of paper? I've a whole writing set if you need to embellish your work.

[diabolizes]

I might from time to time in the future, so I'll take it.

[ He'll hand over the book. ]

Let's call it an even trade, then.

[necrotiem]

[I sure hope this isn't the threshold of manmade horrors beyond comprehension that causes things to get worse.]

Tomes such as these really require a lot of excavation and restoration, you know.

Yes, this is a fair exchange. But if you find someone I can sweet talk into giving me something better for this whip, do find me for negotiations.

[diabolizes]

[ Only one way to find out! ]

I'm sure you'll find someone. Ah, but it won't be me. I already have a whip.

[ But he's keeping it, so it's not in this pile. ]

[necrotiem]

[Sigh.] Perhaps I'll hold onto it, after all. I had thought the harpoon would be better to hold onto in case of emergency. But which will cause more excitement in the end...?

[Neither is ideal - if someone can get within melee range of her it'll be dangerous indeed.]

[diabolizes]

Probably the whip, honestly.

[ He's just being real here. ]

[necrotiem]

Much less blood, but what it makes up for in presentation might be compensated for in enjoyment.

[If one is creative, anyway.]

[diabolizes]

I think so. It's something you could get real creative with.