week 6

[airlockedmods]

[Even with three deaths two weeks in a row, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to some semblance of normalcy come Sunday morning. The messes are cleaned up, the bodies are safe in the morgue (or in Kip's case, still in a liquor bottle in the garden) and with this new week comes a fresh crop of returning memories.

There is no new floor this week.

Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday



[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 5, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[scourgingstars]

For your information, I think I most likely have since then.

[but he's not sure]

[The truth of the matter was that the Imperial Chancellor spent the average social function in Niflheim's capital being what passed for 'social'--charming, upbeat, and incredibly unnerving to anyone that knew better. (Which more than likely boiled down to 'just Ravus and Aranea'.) There might have been the occasional dance or two along the way; such was the nature of cultivating an amicable image.]

[You know, smile pleasantly one day, stab everyone in the back the next. Politics.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay. So. You've shown off singing. At some point I bet you'll have to show off dancing. We'll force you to have fun. It'll be the most annoyed fun you'll ever have.

[scourgingstars]

'Annoyed fun' seems to be your favorite kind. Very well, I'll accept the inevitability at some point in the future.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yessssss. [insert fist pump here] You're right, it's the best kind of fun for me. You know me all too well.