Week 4

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

Sunday arrives ahead of schedule again, bringing with it the creeping dread that this is just how this is going to go. Welcome to the murdergame cycle.

At least there's another section of the city available to you! This one even has some things to do without you having to make your own fun. Which also means there's more to find about this place.

There's still over 20 of you alive... maybe that's something to celebrate? It could be worse! But... at least one of you is an attempted killer, apparently. Either way, better keep talking if you want regains!



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the fourth week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[pairtner]

[Aiba can't look away from the dress. That's...that's so precious! Look at that! A gift for her!

Even though she knows it's for her, she still asks, amazed]

...oh! That's for me?

[visiblepattern]

It is! I hope it's all right.

[He put so much effort into making this little cute thing, my god.]

[pairtner]

'All right' is not what I would say. It's better than that.

[Aiba seems so touched. The radio is left forgotten, she waddles towards Forrest, eagerly lifting her paws to receive it]

I love it!

[visiblepattern]

[heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

He'll hand over the dress, no problem! It should be made properly to her specifications (that he got while absolutely not squeezing the life out of her, ha).]

I'm so glad! I had a lot of fun making it; it was a challenge, and I've always enjoyed that. Besides, as I said, it's something I want to be able to do for all of my friends.

[pairtner]

[Aiba puts it on, twirling the best she could. She's overflowing with happiness, smoothing over the fabric, and although she doesn't laugh, she's just so happy]

I respect your craftmanship. I will cherish this gift always.

[Hmmmm...you know what...]

Give me a minute.

[Aiba freezes, thinking something in silence for a long minute. Once that's done, she projects her human form again. Instead of the leotard, she has her new dress, just like Forrest made it]

Here it is! Now I look cuter than I did before, as impossible as that may sound. This dress is perfect!

[visiblepattern]

[He does laugh a bit at that, just for the sheer joy of it.]

Ahhh, you're so cute, Aiba! Thank you for doing me the honor of wearing it!

[This is so good. Everyone is so hype. God bless these children.]

[pairtner]

Gladly!

[Yup, it'll be pretty much her default clothing from this day on, for both of her forms]

You made clothes for others, didn't you? I'm sure they have received your work well, too.

[Only a jerk would look at something Forrest made with his own hands and find criticism with it, she's sure]