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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! ]
hardnosed: (they called him cassius;)

[personal profile] hardnosed 2020-05-24 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well!! Don't like that.

Jasper wakes up truly frantic for the first time in almost two months, even though it registers far more quickly this time that there's no use for it. Still, when she bursts through her door to the lounge beyond, she looks excited, her hair somehow even more unkempt than usual. She promptly grunts with annoyance and stops short before walking straight into Rose's memorial portrait. At this point, about thirty seconds are taken up with Jasper opening her mouth to yell about people leaving their garbage everywhere, registering what it is, closing her mouth, glowering at Rose's face with obvious discomfort, stepping backwards, picking up the note, making a face at it, and tossing it back down again. Then, and only then, does she turn back to whoever's already up. ]


You saw it too?

[ Obviously the memorial portraits were brought over for a reason, and she heads over to the doors to Area D to figure out why. It does not take long. She leans against the wall opposite the doors to the restrooms and crosses her arms, musing to herself. ]

So much for his plants. [ Wait. ] The sword—!
philoxenia: (when my mind's a mess)

lounge

[personal profile] philoxenia 2020-05-25 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ugh, she hates that. She feels even more restless as she leaves her and Zerinda's room, and when she sees everything in the lounge, it's-- a shock. It's not the sort of thing she wants to be reminded of first thing in the morning, but oh well. That's fine.

But Jasper pulls her attention away from Rhea's portrait, staring serenely back at her, and she frowns. ]


That... room, just before waking? ... I did.
hardnosed: (and when i pull out my jammy)

[personal profile] hardnosed 2020-05-25 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Then it's not just me. [ For once, this isn't fully a case of Jasper assuming she's stronger than everyone else and less susceptible to trickery! It just seems more likely for something like this to happen to only her, if it were only to affect one person, considering she has never slept on purpose in her entire time here and doesn't intend to start now. ] Whatever he's doing to us, it's losing its power.

[ She pauses. ]

And it's not the only thing. What's the point of all this?
bolderfell: Crushing me... the burden... of not giving a shit. <user name="hashagi" site="tumblr.com"> (FFFFF 🗡️ Can I go home now?)

Doors to Area D

[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Therion's still groggy and somewhat out of sorts--he really wanted his Odyssean ear-plugging plan to work and it clearly didn't, it's Sunday again--when he hears Jasper's alarm.]

What? What sword?
bolderfell: What do you mean, you can't tell it's bedhead? <user name="nappotuna" site="tumblr.com"> (MUSS 🗡️ Too early for this.)

Ouija

[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Some of Therion's vending machine spoils this morning are weird--a fake beard, really?--but some are completely delightful. After winding a little bird's key to see what it does and listening to its song, Therion slips the necklace's chain over his own head to wear with his scarf. This one's a keeper. He's still smiling wistfully when he receives a snow globe containing a rustic town built into red cliffs. For a long while, Therion just watches snow fall over Bolderfall's wooden stairs, the slums below and the Ravus Manor above, while the blue bird sings its lamentation over it all.

Then he goes to get breakfast, notices all the liquor, and darts over to the Area C doors.]


...Oh, damn it.

[He quickly heads back to the library so he can try to contact one of their unseen... uh... "allies" through the Ouija board. It's not like he trusts them completely, but supposing they do actually want to help, rising waters seem as good a problem to give them as any.]

Hey. Are either of you there.

[He spends the rest of the day evacuating tools and parts from the workshop to Lif's room. Hey, the guy's not using the space, right?]
Edited 2020-05-25 12:58 (UTC)
hardnosed: (pic#13903971)

[personal profile] hardnosed 2020-05-25 01:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Her sword. [ It takes a few seconds for her to remember that even though it's obvious to most people who she means when she italicizes that pronoun, she still should probably... actually say it. ] Rose Quartz's sword. I left it in the garden by that scrubby little flower she planted...

Whatever. It's gone now.
bolderfell: 3... 2... 1... <user name="hashagi" site="tumblr.com"> (POP 🗡️ Uh.)

[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Ah. Uh.]

The pink one?
hardnosed: (pic#13879681)

[personal profile] hardnosed 2020-05-25 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Who else did you think it could've belonged to?
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[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I figured, but...

[His gaze slides towards the locked door.]

...Well. If you want the truth, it isn't in there.
hardnosed: (pic#13919069)

[personal profile] hardnosed 2020-05-25 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
... What did you do.
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[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a sword just sitting there. What was I supposed to do. Leave it?

[Jasper. It was shiny.]
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[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Is this Ghostworth or Red.
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[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
You can see the whole facility, right? Is the whole thing flooding?
fivestagegod: (Default)

[personal profile] fivestagegod 2020-05-25 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Damn, last night was just a case of [NOBODY LIKED THAT], wasn't it.]

I saw something, anyway. I can't say for sure what it was, but there was definitely something.
fivestagegod: (Default)

vending machine

[personal profile] fivestagegod 2020-05-25 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Huh. Well, you're seeming...pensive? Not necessarily in a bad way, just...]

Someplace you recognize, I take it.
bolderfell: Fuck! <user name="phlavours" site="tumblr.com"> (FUCK 🗡️ Fuck.)

[personal profile] bolderfell 2020-05-25 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
A little.

[This is NOT how he wants to die, thanks!]
philoxenia: (shines again within our eyes)

[personal profile] philoxenia 2020-05-25 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd venture a guess that it's not just us, too.

[ She lets out a breath, and honestly, she can't shake the anxiety. Jasper's right; whatever's going on here, it's wearing off. Part of her is relieved. Part of her is terrified! ]

... I think you're right. [ Oh No, She Said It. ] Maybe we're getting to him.... or whoever's trying to help us is succeeding. [ .... ] It might be both.

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