WEEK 7

[bathymetric]

Another Saturday gone and just like that you wake on Sunday, down five of your number. The largest dent taken out of you at once so far - it's surely noticeable, the head count being cut by a third. Almost enough to make you wonder how many of you will even be left by the next motive or two. Surely this isn't a sustainable rate for body counts to increase... right?

There's a new and, it looks like, final wing of the building to explore, bringing everything full circle. Maybe you'll get some more answers to some of the questions and mysteries of this place there - or at least, you can certainly hope for them. Time to turn your investigative eyes towards one last batch of rooms, who knows what you might find?

Angel remains around at night, her appearances much more common now that... well, she's certainly seen a downtick in necessary surveillance work, hasn't she? The app giving you a line to The Professor remains open, and well... whatever's going on with that ouija in the library continues to happen! You're not suffering from a shortage of leads, at least, even as things get more bizarre.

Something's going to have to give here, eventually. Right?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to your last player case week! AC is over here, regains as always are over here, and... well, enjoy! After this we get to take our big turn towards the Serious. ]

Comments

vending machine shenanigary;

[valentinus]

[ He was actually on his way to get some things himself when he heard the familiar sound of a certain someone yelling.

When he saw the statue out and flying, his eyes narrowed. ]

Did it attack you?

[ He'll start to approach, ready to like strike the thing down himself. Yeah this was probably dumb, but Vincent didn't trust any of the weird stuff here. ]

[bolderfell]

It's possessed.

[Which is neither yes nor no, but he doesn't have to take chances. Already, he's put a few feet of space between him and the glowing abomination and armed himself with a water gun, which he's definitely holding wrong. Is there a right way to hold a water gun when you intend to throw it? Probably not.]

[valentinus]

...Possessed?

[ Vincent really shouldn't take Therion's word for it. But there were ghosts around here, so like...well.

He's going in a mad dash to try to swipe it out of the air now with his metal claw. ]

[bolderfell]

[As far as I know, forged dogu statues from Animal Crossing are made just like regular dogu statues from clay, so the poor thing smashes against the floor with that satisfying break-a-pot sound. A victory for Vincent.]

...

[RIP in pieces, weird statue.]

Thanks.

[valentinus]

[ Vincent momentarily looked far too satisfied to have broken a clay thing that had no chance of fighting back. ]

It's no problem. Better to take care of a problem before it could become bigger trouble.

[bolderfell]

What was it. You ever seen anything like it?

[Therion approaches the fragments and carefully nudges them with a toe.]