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

[myocordial]

[Well, isn't this a scene. Heart's happier now that he decided not to drink, looking at the state some are in.]

...No. No, actually, I find it difficult to imagine anyone drinking that willingly.

[buddyoldpal]

[ This is decidedly rare, he's not supposed to get hungover!! But then he also probably isn't supposed to do ten shots. He lifts his head off the table long enough to glare at Heart. A little.

There's an attempt at a glare here. ]

Course ya wouldn't. [ Okay, head back down. He's tired. The next part is a bit muttered. ] Yer not hungover ta hell.

[myocordial]

Indeed I'm not. Once was enough for me.

[There's a reason he's been avoiding alcohol since the boys' night a few weeks back. The hangover he got wasn't fun. No more of that ever, thanks.]

Just how much did you drink...?

[buddyoldpal]

[ Smart man, Heart. Smart man. ]

Don't... don't fuckin' challenge Nari-chan ta a drinkin' contest. 's a fuckin' mistake.

[ Answer: too much ]