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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?
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[There's some similarities, but apparently It goes more classical clown style than creepazoid serial killer vibe.]
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It had like a dirty white costume with red pom poms and a big ruffle around its neck. Its face was white and it had red lips with lines going all the way up to its eyes... its orange eyes...
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[He's doing his best to imagine this. After all, Kurotsuchi is rather monochrome in his own right. Maybe they match in spirit if not completely in aesthetic.]
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Lenka thinks over that image for a moment, contemplative and then nods. He's likely seen and fought worse things at this point, but he can see how that would be unsettling coming from something normally humanoid. Honestly, if he had to deal with too many really humanoid Aragami he'd need a break.]
... I'm glad it didn't get you. And the cat, earlier.
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Yeah... me, too.