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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[fallbymyhands]

[ARCHER, THAT'S RUDE]

[Mitsuru had observed the conversation with Red with a tight expression. and now that it's over, she is here in the lodge, watching Archer clean out Stan's room with an even expression]

I hope you don't intend to throw these items away.

[ihatepastme]

If you don't want them to go in the trash, pick them up. I'm making room in that rat's nest the old man set up.

[NUTS TO YOUR 'RUDE' STUFF]

[fallbymyhands]

[butthead!!]

Very well. I'll move these items to cabin four, where others may pick through them at their leisure.

[narrows her gaze at him, before she speaks up]

. . . Pines insisted he was on our side, regardless of what happened.

Are you?

[she's expecting a firm "no"]

[ihatepastme]

Do what you want. So long as they're gone by tonight, I don't care.

[When she says that, he pauses - and stares directly at her for a moment.]

....I'm on humanity's side, no matter the sacrifices that have to be made.

[?????]

[fallbymyhands]

[her gaze narrows, and she squares her stance, gaze unwavering]

And are we sacrifices made for the good of humanity?

[ihatepastme]

[He matches it, face impassive.]

You should have enough information on that to come to a conclusion yourself.

[fallbymyhands]

[STARE DOWN NEAR STAN'S OLD ROOM]

Did you come to work for the organization that oversees this camp willingly, Archer?

[whoa, that almost seems like a subject change]

[ihatepastme]

Does it change anything?

[Really, he is the worst person to ask this.]

I'm used to being summoned to places without wanting to be there.

[fallbymyhands]

It does, yes. Knowing your tenure with them may be involuntary gives us a better idea of what kind of organization it is.

[all she has on them so far is that there are creepy scientists in their employ, they run a lot of experiments, they oversee experimentation on over a hundred other "anomalies," and Red believes what they're doing is for the "good of the world." or something]

Does it have a name?

[ihatepastme]

I would think being kidnapped and being forced to partake in finding the body of one of your friends every week would tell you exactly what kind of organization it is.

[He...pauses.]

That's classified.

[fallbymyhands]

Yes. But any information that may help us combat them. . .

[she trails off, allowing her arms to fall firmly at her sides]

Why is it classified?

[ihatepastme]

[Alright, that makes Archer bristle - and he actually summons his bow right in front of her.]

Combating the organization won't help you. And I've been Ordered to take out anyone who threatens it.

The only reason I haven't shot you yet is due to your involvement in the ritual - but I will if you keep talking about it.

[fallbymyhands]

[Mitsuru is quiet for a very, very long time after that, her own gaze narrowing. he bristles, but she does as well in response, hands twitching at her sides but not reaching for a weapon]

[she relents]

. . . very well.

[her pride isn't so large that it requires her to stand her ground when she knows she'll find herself in a fight she can't win. she isn't stupid]

Then my wish isn't to threaten that organization, but to understand it. My other question still stands: why is the name classified?

[ihatepastme]

[Archer lowers his bow, letting it vanish in a flash of light.]

Because you don't need to know it. Same with the general populace.

[fallbymyhands]

Do we not at least deserve the courtesy for being "sacrifices?"

[ihatepastme]

You know more than most people forced into this situation, so I wouldn't complain.

[fallbymyhands]

[people are dying she thinks she gets to complain, Archer!1]

[she exhales sharply in annoyance though, folding her arms]

Did you transfer to this position because you were concerned about Red?

[ihatepastme]

-!

[Again, he only reacts slightly - a slight widening of his eyes - before looking away.]

My relationship with Red has no bearing on my work, or my ability to oversee things my Master or the organization has me do.

[fallbymyhands]

I am not accusing you of being incapable of impartiality, Archer.

[even though it's OBVIOUS HE IS VERY PARTIAL TO RED]

. . . we have been doing our best to look out for her.

[ihatepastme]

While I'm personally glad to hear it, in the larger scale of things - it doesn't really matter much.

[fallbymyhands]

And why doesn't it?