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

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani glares. Weakly. ]

Turmeric. 's real good for ya!

[ It tastes awful. And yet he takes another sip and makes a face. This is a real hangover cure, I'm not shitting you. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm not convinced that anything that makes a person's face contort like that could possibly be good for you.

[buddyoldpal]

[ He squints. Maybe if he closes his eyes, his head will hurt less. ]

It ain't supposed ta taste good. It's fer hangovers.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Why do hangover cures always have to be worse than the actual hangover? I'd just suffer through it at that point. Loudly. Complaining the whole way.

[buddyoldpal]

Ehh, it ain't that bad once ya get used to it.

[ He says, and yet he doesn't seem used to it at all. ]

Turmeric's good fer ya though. Ya should have some.

[ It's just straight up what makes mustard yellow, though. So picture that. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

You are not ghost pepper vodka-ing me again, Nishi, I have learned my lesson.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani chuckles. This is the quietest chuckle he's ever chuckled. Being hungover sucks. ]

I ain't gonna do ya like that, promise! This is fer real.

[ Tried and true Japanese hangover cure. Yum. ]