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camppetoskey2018-07-09 11:09 am
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?
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[the moment she hears that word, she stills. her eyes blink away the vision of. . . whatever she had mistaken the tree for from her view, and her hands fall from her rapier's hilt]
Ah. . . [she takes a step back] . . . s-- so it is.
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He relaxes slightly, though not completely as she seems to come to her senses once more. A bit paranoid still, as they all are.]
Hallucinations for you as well, I see.
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. . . s-- so it seems.
I'm sorry, Ashikawa. This is very unbecoming of me.
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[Though he does know that feel.]
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[the shadowy, imposing figure of Nyx's avatar, looming above her like a tower, like a bad omen here to tell her that all of their efforts would go to waste. . . that's who she thought she had been fighting]
[or. attempting to fight]
It seems I don't have a handle on things as well as I'd like to believe.
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[Minitsuru you shot a ball of wind into the forest you have no room to talk.]
Did it look like an enemy, then?
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[LISTEN SHE'S A SOLDIER. . . SHE KNOWS HOW IT GOES]
. . . it did, yes. An enemy from home. But I should have known it'd be impossible for them to show up here.
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[...Something else that he nearly did himself.]
So far, I've found staying near someone else who can stop you is a good alternative.
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Someone powerful enough to subdue me should I get out of hand. . .?
[her chuckle is wry]
It's painful, thinking that way. But ultimately? It's necessary.
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I also recommend... if you think something's attacking you...
Defend yourself rather than going on the offensive. I have my shielding spell, but if you have something else you can use, it might be better to rely on that.
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. . . my power has always been more offense-oriented than defense-oriented. I have no shields, nor ability to lower the enemy's attack power, speed or defense.
My only defense. . . is an offense.
[which is fairly unfortunate]
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Then sticking close to someone who knows how to calm you down might be your best option after all.