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Unknown Seas Mods / NPCs ([personal profile] bathymetric) wrote in [community profile] unknownseas2020-05-23 11:40 pm
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THE LAST WEEK

You wake up with Saturday gone, but... not entirely forgotten. In the same way things seem to be breaking down in the facility, things beyond what you know are starting to fail as well. You get flashes of an unfamiliar room, a groggy sense of timelessness... and then you're back to reality in your beds. It's Sunday.

There are no new locations to unlock this week. You actually find yourself down some - Area D has flooded completely, and the groaning on the doors to the other areas indicates that perhaps the flooding won't stop there. Someone, however, seems to have taken all the memorials (except for poor Zelos-David, god rest his soul) and moved them to the Lounge "overnight." There's a handwritten note on top of all of them, which simply reads "Thought you guys would rather have these than not. :)"

While you obviously won't run into Angel anywhere, use of the Ouija or pestering of the new Assistant are still more than permitted! Otherwise get your affairs in order, get ready, and brace for impact, because one way or another? The end is coming.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to your final week! Make sure to check in and read up on endgame here, and don't forget to turn in any and all remaining threads you can over here! The final pull for regains will be conducted Wednesday night, and then... well, endgame approaches! Arms and legs inside the vehicle, we're near the end of the ride! You've all gotten so close and done so well! ]
didntgetdadslooks: (33)

[personal profile] didntgetdadslooks 2020-05-29 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
She is, but... look, what I'm planning to do is going to sound really stupid if I say it out loud right now, but I know how to get to her. If you trust me here, both she and I will be waiting for you at the end of all this.
bogwife: Death, I come to take the soul (This very hour come and go with me)

[personal profile] bogwife 2020-05-29 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
I trust you, Angel. [Cassandra has done some Not So Great things but her getting hurt]

I have a question for you though. [She reaches into her blouse and pulls out the Cassandrium necklace.] Do you recognize this?
didntgetdadslooks: (33)

[personal profile] didntgetdadslooks 2020-05-29 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Hang on, I'm still getting the hang of my powers again... Do I have to do another phase shift, or...?

[ There's a pause. ]

I... think so? Something about... an element?

[ A pause. Cassandrium. ]

Where... did you even get that?
bogwife: Placed a cold towel upon my head (My mother came to my bed)

[personal profile] bogwife 2020-05-29 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
The vending machine gave it to me. [At this point she's not entirely convinced the vending machine doesn't have a will of it's own so yeah, she's considering it a gift.]

Cassandra said it had her name but she doesn't know why. She said she'd never seen it before. I was hoping you'd have a little insight.
didntgetdadslooks: (33)

[personal profile] didntgetdadslooks 2020-05-29 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Of course it did.

[ THAT FUCKING THING.... ]

I remember she had it. I think the vending machine gave it to her, too.
nothingcanstop: (but i was too young)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-29 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
...She's had her memories messed with too. I don't know if it's to the same level, because...she remembers you. She clearly cares about you.

But, uh. Yeah. That's sure something that I've been trying to get around.
didntgetdadslooks: (33)

[personal profile] didntgetdadslooks 2020-05-29 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
... Yeah, that's what I thought. She can be... stubborn, even I remember that.
bogwife: The preacher preached (Default)

[personal profile] bogwife 2020-05-29 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
So it was hers! [VINDICAAAATIOOOON!!] Do you remember anything else about her?
didntgetdadslooks: (33)

[personal profile] didntgetdadslooks 2020-05-29 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Uh... yeah, a few things.

[ A beat. ]

...Not a whole lot that'll help you guys out much, though.