WEEK 4

[bathymetric]

Another trial, another week, and still you're probably running lower on answers than you'd like. And on people - you lost three since last Sunday. By the end of this week, you'll have been here for nearly a full month, yet still the days crawl on.

You wake up Sunday, again with no memory of Saturday, but this time with a simple message on your devices: You may resume requesting items, if you like. Enjoy. Guess it really was just a stealth motive after all, but at least it's being communicated that it's over! That's something, at least.

And when you leave your rooms on Sunday, there's another new area to explore! This one is... certainly more ambitious in its construction than the last one, to say the least. But hey, you have a pretty neat place to host parties, if you feel so inclined! That's... fun...

Hey, you gotta find the fun in situations like this where you can! Silver linings, right?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to Week 4! Remember to turn in AC here, threads for regain coins here, and if you feel so inclined you can visit Angel's office hours over here! ]

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[lovelikeyou]

[After the motive today, Rose returns to her room. It's not to lock herself in this time, though...she just grabs her weird bowl of grass and goes back to the dining area. There's some dirt in the bottom of the bowl, as well as what seems like some stripped bits of coconut husks, and now she's tearing up little pieces of lettuce to put in there as well.]

Worms eat dead plants, right? [Is this how you compost-slash-garden]

[Much later in the evening, sitting in one of the tunnels with her back to the glass, she finally tears open her motive envelope. It may not be the best idea to do it in public, but...well, it's night. No one's around. She can find out without being locked away alone, and then be done with it. This can't possibly be as bad as the first one.

Whatever she sees makes her freeze for a moment, before lifting a trembling hand to her mouth.]

Tunnel

[bolderfell]

...Are you okay?

[Therion continues to prove he very much does not care, ever, when he notices her looking like that in the tunnel.]

[lovelikeyou]

[such a lack of caring, wow]

I am. [She rubs the back of her hand across her eyes, because obviously she's crying a little, but it's hardly the outburst she had over the secrets motive.] I just...it's not what I expected. That's all.

[bolderfell]

...What does that mean.

[It's not a friendly question, but it's not an unfriendly tone, either--quieter than usual, even. He looks kind of uncomfortable, standing there while she has some type of emotion.]

[lovelikeyou]

She...can't really want anything anymore. She's been gone for a long time.

[uncomfortable echoes of what jasper said, but]

[bolderfell]

[After a beat, he sits, too. Not next to her or anything, and it's really more of a crouch so he can be up and out of there if needed, but it's weird to stand over her while she's on the floor.]

Doesn't matter, does it? Not if Anna's right about the... time travel she's always talking about.

[lovelikeyou]

No, I guess not.

[Rose contemplates that.]

I don't even know what she would want. Except maybe for me to be happier. Isn't that terrible?

[bolderfell]

...Doesn't sound so bad to me.

[...]

Unless you kill someone for it.

[lovelikeyou]

She should have wanted more. She deserved better.

[How terrible, to serve the Diamonds your whole life!]

I couldn't do that.

[bolderfell]

[People talk a lot about deserving, about right and wrong. Therion doesn't know anything about any of that. He just stays there quietly for a while, watching the sea through the window.]

...Yeah. I don't think you could. [He sighs and shakes his head.] But I've been wrong before.

dining area

[reallyhatesharks]

Uh. Something like that? Why?

[What would an alien possibly want to know about worms for.]

[lovelikeyou]

Good! I thought so, but I thought I'd make sure.

[continues putting little bits of lettuce in her weird terrarium thing



she probably put a bunch of worms in there huh]

[reallyhatesharks]

[Nova, finally using some braincells: oh the worm cups.]

You're probably going to want to put some paper or something in there too.

[lovelikeyou]

Oh, do they like that too? I didn't think anything ate paper.

[It's fine, though, she can get some]

[reallyhatesharks]

I think dead leaves or something would be better, but I'm pretty sure you can use paper too. It helps balance their diet.

[lovelikeyou]

Oh, okay! Thank you!

[She doesn't have any here, but she'll go find some in a bit.]

I just don't think it's fair for anything to have to die, just because they decided to put them in that machine.

[reallyhatesharks]

That's noble of you. [She means it as a compliment.] It does beg the question of how they were surviving in the machine to begin with, though.

[lovelikeyou]

Yes, that does seem strange. At least the Pokemon were inside their capsules.

[Gems may not have Pokeballs as such, but it's technology she understands perfectly well.]

[reallyhatesharks]

The technology that created this facility is pretty advanced, so I guess it's not unbelievable but it does feel a lot more like magic than technology.

Dining Area

[drladysounds]

They do, but they tend to be a little deader than that.

[Since Rose makes that question while messing with the lettuce, she supposes she intends to feed worm with that...

...unless....]

When you say worms you don't mean that horrible thing Biskin mentioned the machine was giving, right?

[lovelikeyou]

The leech? No, that eats meat!

[Rose thinks the leech is cute!]

[drladysounds]

Oh, great. I'm going to have nightmares of that thing trying to eat my arm.

[Thanks, Rose, you're such a pal}

[lovelikeyou]

Oh, don't worry! William says it isn't very good at hunting. [she's helping...] He's just been feeding it meat from the kitchen.

[drladysounds]

If I die by leech don't write that on my gravestone.

[She has her gravestone already stashed in her room, just use it as it is]

Have any other leeches appeared? Dr. Birkin seemed concerned there could be more in that machine. We could be overrun by leeches if we're unlucky.

[lovelikeyou]

I haven't seen any.

[She's pretty sure someone would have said something.]