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

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Junpei's smirking a little as he comes in, despite the occasion for this party (Thursday night murder alibis for everyone, hooray...)--probably because he's carrying Yuuri in like a blushing, slowed-down-and-slightly-zombiefied bride. With him in his Espurr kigu and both Michi and Tai hanging out in its lowered hood, it's a strange echo of where they started five and a half weeks ago. But then, what isn't, at this point?

Once Yuuri's settled in, Junpei can be found sitting in some pillows as Michi and Tai play, carefully rolling up some playing cards into small cylinders and tying them in place with some string from one of his ruined shirts. He's getting a lot better with his robot hand, at least. Hard work pays off.]

[scourgingstars]

...What are you doing with those?

[what nefarious purpose do these cards have now, junpei]

[misanthropicprinciple]

You know those little, uh. What are they. Message tubes? I'm trying to make one for everyone's pigeons. I'll figure out how to close them later.

[Roll roll roll. A pigeon should be able to handle flying laden with a single playing card, right?]

We had something like this in the last game I was in, apparently, but for a dog. The birds should be way more efficient.

[scourgingstars]

That would be easier than having them just carry a folded sheet of paper, wouldn't it? I was going to see if Luscinia could manage that, but your idea's a bit better.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I think it's how messenger pigeons used to be kitted out, anyway. Though probably not with playing cards. Any ideas for, like, caps on the ends?

[scourgingstars]

I'm not sure what we even have available; the storage closet might be a good place to look.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Eh... or the infirmary, maybe. It's mostly condoms and junk in the storage closet. Though I guess a condom could work in a pinch...

[scourgingstars]

That's true, that...would likely not help all that much.

[misanthropicprinciple]

I don't understand why we need a whole storage closet for that. I mean, don't they send us enough lube and underwear and shit through the dumbwaiters?

[scourgingstars]

I think they're just tremendous overachievers.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Sending us panties isn't even sexy anymore, it's just weird. I've touched so many medieval bras...