WEEK 3

[petoskeymods]

WEEK 3

Another Sunday, another day to rest and recover after trial. The weather is now uncomfortably hot and humid after all the rain - perfect swimming weather, if what happened during the execution didn't put you off from swimming for a good long while.

As before, The RV's have changed, but it might not be the best idea to go and bother them after last week's...well, mistake. Maybe give it a week to rest. Additionally, if anyone tries to play the Wii, they will find that Chloe, Talcott, and Sayama's Miis have disappeared - as well that the machine itself is spitting out some strange music at the home screen and the Mii channel. The games seem unaffected by the musical change, at least - and there's now a copy of Mario Party 9 ready to be played alongside Wii Sports. Try not to murder each other or fling the wiimotes into the tv, alright?

The rest of the camp is the same as always, though now fishing equipment is always left out near the lake and beach, and there's a taped on sign on the slope railing declaring 'DO NOT LEAN ON.' Looks like they finally noticed the hazard that thing could potentially be. The kitchen has been fully scrubbed, the faint scent of lemon wafting in the air. Hm.

Two weeks have gone by, and with it, 6 of your fellow campers are gone. There are only six weeks left - six long weeks, and your chances of making it out dwindle all the time.

Knowing that, what will you do?

23 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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Comments

[petoskeymods]

[He actually laughs, shaking his head.]

Finally. If I wasn't sure they're part of it now, I'd go thank the camper who did it myself.

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You're right. It's a shame she can't hear you now.

[She pushes herself off of the wall and back to standing again.]

Do you need a guide to show you to the kitchen, Deliveryman Archer? Or do you remember the way?

[petoskeymods]

Mm.

[He pushes himself off the wall as well, gathering up the duffle bags with ease.]

I remember the way, Counselor Red.

[A small joke that he smiles at her for - and then pauses.]

...Has anyone killed in there yet?

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Archer, it's only the third week of camp!

[She sounds fake-offended that he would think that.]

But yes, someone has.

[petoskeymods]

And we've had this camp end in 3 weeks before. At least nothing's on fire this time.

[He knows how this works, hon.]

Figures. How bad?

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[YEAH that week was. Yeah.]

It was an absolute mess. It took forever to clean, even with help.

[petoskeymods]

That messy, huh?

[Down the slope they go.]

What was the method this time?

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[Down they goooo]

The victim turned into a lemon and tried to shoot the culprit. Then the culprit beat her up with a frying pan.

[Lemonquest will not be forgotten.]

[petoskeymods]

[He gives a sudden snrkkk at that, because goddamn.]

Was she still a lemon when she got beaten?

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No, she had changed back. Or I suppose she had never changed at all, it was illusions not transformation.

[petoskeymods]

Ah, one of those powers.

[Hey, it works. They reach the mess hall, and it doesn't take him long to step through to the kitchen.]

There's a live animal in here, so watch out.

[And he takes out a goddamn octopus in a cage??]

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[Of fucking course he did.]

That might draw Big Blue's kittens up to the lodge, you know.