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]

[Do you think Archer would come to the camp and not give y'all meat?? What kind of heathen do you think he is???

There's a bunch of meat in the fridge.]

[finalguard]

[ Thanks Archer.

Boa is just going to dig his hands into the raw meat and grab as much as he can carry without any further regard for what else is in the fridge because this is an emergency.

Time to run back to the clearing as fast as his little legs take him. ]

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka's also raiding the kitchen at this point, stuffing as much fish and sundry meat (but mostly fish, since the kittens seem terribly hungry for seafood at this time) into his now-empty bucket as possible. Having his God Arc in hand means he can make the trip from the kitchen back to Kittengate in a blink.

So he just picks Boa up bodily under his arm on the way back, rushing them both over along with the excellent scent of Archer-grade beef and stuff.

Do the kittens smell it? Do they?]