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

[lovecolored]

[ oh. look who's here. ]

What's goin' on is that the moose came in here for revenge!

[linearcrash]

What?! Why would a moose want revenge?

[lovecolored]

Because it knew the doll was hurtin' it! It busted in here and ate the voodoo doll while lookin' me straight in the eye!

[linearcrash]

Wait. You're telling me it came in here and ate the voodoo doll? The moose one?

[ WHAT ]

[lovecolored]

Yes!

[ gestures to her trunk, which is even more messy than normal...as though a moose nose could have rifled through it dun dun dunnn ]

I'm not doin' any more curses, or dolls--no. Nope. I'm leavin' the moose alone.

[linearcrash]

[ Wow, he thought girls were a lot more neater than this? ]

How would it even know?!

[lovecolored]

I don't know! Maybe it's a hyper intelligent demon moose! [ that's not even out of the realm of possibility at this point tbh ]

[linearcrash]

Whoa! [ It sounds normal for him tbh ] That would explain how it could defend against attacks!

[ Also maybe it used it's demon powers to shoot a gun too? ]

Hey, you going to be okay?

[lovecolored]

[ Marisa takes a deep breath and it seems like she's going to keep yelling, but instead she kind of deflates and goes quiet. ]

...I don't know. I'm not goin' back to sleep tonight, though.

[linearcrash]

[ Nine would have been fine with the yelling or even to get hit for the moose cause it's his fault.

But she deflates and he knows that feeling from when the moose surprised him.

Nine is just going to sit on the edge of her bunk. ]

I can stick around for a bit.

[lovecolored]

If you wanna.

[ she kicks her feet a little ]

Son a bitch snuck up on me...I wouldn't be screamin' if I saw the stupid thing comin, you know?

[linearcrash]

It is pretty huge. I know it scared me when it took my bunk mate.

[ Down with the Moose. ]

[lovecolored]

Right outta their bed? Damn.

[ jesus christ ]

[linearcrash]

Yeah, the bastard was still sick. We don't know why or what even happened. He didn't say anything.

[ He's a zomboy now. ]

[lovecolored]

Sick? Like...he had a cold or somethin'? Or is this a brain rock thing again?

[linearcrash]

I don't know. He wasn't moving much, and just started to get cold. I didn't pay a whole hell lot of attention, though.

[ And he kind of regrets it at the same time... it's Sayama. He doesn't get along with him much ]

[lovecolored]

Yikes.

[ she flops back down on her bed, though she'll keep talking ]

...I'm thinkin' this woulda turned out better if Alice--she's a friend'a mine--made the doll. That's like, her thing. I only know how to make 'em 'cause I read one of her books about it.

[ So she's feeling a little like a screwup right now :') ]

[linearcrash]

Hey, you must have done a kick ass job if the Moose went after it. We probably got him pretty damn good.

[ So be proud? Even if it's freaky as hell that moose knew where to get it?

He puts his hands behind him on the bed to just lean back. ]

[lovecolored]

[ silence, for a moment ]

It wasn't strong enough to actually take it out, though. What if it's watchin' me, now?

[linearcrash]

I think we would have seen it if it was.

[ Unless psychic vision? ]

Maybe we should make sure to clean out all of it's fur from in here just in case.

[ Like a truce or something? Here we won't take your fur so stop watching moose? ]

[lovecolored]

That's a good idea, actually. Even if its other fur wasn't infused with magic, it still might be...drawn here, I dunno.

[linearcrash]

[ Looking at the fur, and then looking at her. ]

It didn't come back when we left the fur, so we can probably put it off until later.

[ So if she wants to try chilling out doing something else... ]

Do you guys have cards or something here?

[lovecolored]

[ Marisa nods at both statements. ]

They're in my trunk.

[ cards, that she stole from the rec room

Nine's gonna have to get them himself, she's not touching her trunk right now. still a little spooked. ]

[linearcrash]

[ Wow Marisa. Alright, he'll go play fetch just because of the moosening.

Moving to the trunk to dig through. ]

I'm not going to find anything weird in here, am I?

[lovecolored]

[ Marisa's silence is Nine's answer, really. There's a cast iron saucepan from the kitchen, baggies full of different plants from around the camp, glass measuring cups, a couple of eyedroppers, more than a handful of books she's managed to pilfer from people, and countless makeshift notebooks filled up with alchemy notes.

...so, not too weird, but still probably weirder than what most of them have in their trunks. ]