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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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[Lenka's feeds into it, and it doesn't take long for it to become a roaring inferno. her hands clench at her sides, mouth pressed into a thin line, red eyes burning]
I'm tired of being considered nothing but food for a rock spirit.
[she says, words clipped]
If necessary, we will prove to them our value. We will prove to them that they have made a mistake underestimating us.
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It's not anger that's running away with them -- it's that they're allowing themselves to be taken along, a sense of movement while they contemplate their enemy.]
... I'm meant to defend humanity. That's my job. It's what I always wanted to do. But I'm not going to do it like this.
[And maybe that's a part of it, the driving force of what he's feeling.
The perversion of the things he believes and the things he would have done willingly even for a world like this, if they hadn't made the price one of the few things he couldn't accept. If there hadn't been all the lies, and the blood, and now the denial of everything he is.]
If they're going to keep lying to us, and lying to themselves, they're going to regret it.