Week 6

[petoskeymods]

WEEK 6

Last week had been pretty brutal, leaving scars on everyone in camp. A murder driven by paranoia-induced visions, committed by and against two of the youngest members of camp, has left everyone reeling. If this is the way murders will go, what's to happen next?

The humidity is dropping off some, but the heat is staying strong. The campers will need to find new ways to beat the heat. A delivery is due this week though, so maybe the camp's deliveryman will have some ice cream?

The WiiU and current games are all here, but there are no new games. Sorry everyone, you're stuck with what you have. Usagi and Boa are now gone from the Mii menu, but that strange faceless Mii is still there, staring as always. His grin seems to have grown though, and the Mii menu music has changed as well. The other Miis seem scared of the grinny Mii, and they are staying far away from him. Now the only selectable Mii is grin-face. How weird.

The counselors have said they need 'more time' to end this, but just how much time do they need? Can the campers really stall long enough for the counselors to finish their plan? And how does that knowledge sit with them, knowing that each delayed week means less campers will make it in the end?

14 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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[finalguard]

[ Boa turns to Mitsuru and his smile widens. ]

Good morning, Mitsuru.

[ A chipper formality that would be highly unusual for Boa until last week, but now it matches the paper thing quality of his smile. ]

[killtheanimals]

[It figures. He keeps his face stony, because he's shown plenty enough pain to others over the weekend and now he needs to tuck it all away again, concealed under coldness.]

...They say you can hear through it, even if you aren't "present," right?

You missed it yesterday. But it seems we might try to obtain artificial bodies for all of you to bring you back. "Gigai."

[May as well make use of the time.]

[finalguard]

[ For a split second, Boa's smile freezes, but the flicker of... something? is gone a moment after. ]

Back? It's not like I've gone anywhere.

[killtheanimals]

[His eyes narrow slightly at that. Okay. He's still there, somewhere. He just needs to...]

I suppose "you" wouldn't think so. But I thought it would be good to let you know.

[A slight difference in emphasis between them.

How long must he wait?]

1/2

[finalguard]

You're not making a lot of sense, you know...? Did you get enough sleep? You--

[finalguard]

[ Boa cuts himself off, freezing in movement as if sudden pain had hit him and the next moment he looks like he's facing great efforts. ]

Sol... don't fight Sol.

[ There's an edge of desperation to the command. ]

I kept.. my promise... I can hea--...

[ And then, he just stops talking entirely. ]

[killtheanimals]

[Oh.

And there he is. Like they promised.

Boa's the type to be suspicious, the type who, until the end, wanted to survive. So when he says that much, Mitsuru trusts him completely, even if he still feels a flame of anger at the foolish god for causing all of this.]

[killtheanimals]

...Understood. I won't fight him.

[He reaches out here, holding onto Boa's arm briefly.]

...Thank you.

[For the information, and for keeping his promise.]

[finalguard]

[ After that moment of pause in which Boa's body almost seems like it doesn't have any commands to follow at all, his smile is back. ]

You're welcome.

[ He looks down at his arm where Mitsuru had just been touching him. ]

Friends look out for each other and all.

[killtheanimals]

[He goes silent for a moment there, because whatever's moving these zombies is truly cruel, but he does eventually nod.]

...That's right. So I expect to see you again later, too.

[finalguard]

I couldn't get far from you here even if I wanted to. Camp is pretty small all things considered.

[ And also he doesn't want to stay away either, judging by how he pronounces the 'even'. ]

[killtheanimals]

[He nods.]

I just wanted you to know. I look forward to the next time.

[This isn't who he's really talking to, but he doesn't much care, so long as the words make it to their intended recipient. Sorry, zombo-side.]

[finalguard]

[ At least Boa's zombie version neither seems to notice or mind that he's not being addressed. He just looks utterly delighted. ]

Oh, me too. Do you feel like playing that video game again sometime after the service for the Lord is over? [ Gotta be a good zombie and stay in the chapel for a bit. ] This time I'll make sure not to lose.

[killtheanimals]

Well, I don't have much else I need to do today.

[He already plays frequently himself, for want of something to keep him occupied. Maybe he'll see about crushing Zomboa at a few games - it would probably irritate the real one to perform badly, and thinking of it as teasing him is somewhat easier than accepting the death completely.]

I'll leave you to the service, then.

[finalguard]

See you later!

[ And later, Mitsuru will find that Boa's zombie self is still incredibly competitive. At least video games won't get boring... ]