Week 3

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[Four people dead now - six, if you include the crew. Things have been a little rough on the Starfield Penitentiary this week. Blaze Dudely doesn't make a public reappearance during the weekend, so you've got a few days to yourselves to recover, though he's probably still sticking to his office hours if you really feel like going to see him. On Sunday morning, you may find that you're recovering a a few other things as well - both strange dreams and some new items.

In addition, there's a new set of doors at the end of the corridor, by that empty space where you'd been having your fight club. Looks like you've got a new wing to explore.]



Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( ooc: Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 2, submit your memory regains, and put in your benefactor threads! ))

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minor EP5 spoilers likely inside

[withoutred]

[ "......Whoa, whoa. ...In that case it's conclusive, ....isn't it?!"
"Unless the culprit is a witch that committed the murder with magic, that is."

..

"........It was you?! You killed George, killed my husband?! Why?!! Whyyyyyyyyyy?!!"

..

"..... You're the culprit. Ushiromiya Natsuhi-san."

Erika isn't stupid, despite how she acts most of the time. She knows deep in her bones already that this wasn't some stress-dream after the trial - with no inconsequential part being because the trial caused her no stress at all.

But the information presented was... interesting, to say the least. An island, a murder, a Game that isn't this one - it gives her a lot to think about.

For most of the early day, Erika can be found inspecting the incinerator in the room of fire and later the supplies in the infirmary, as if checking for herself what's there. But in the afternoon, she moves to the library, surrounding herself with a few books and a stack of papers she looted from the storage closet.

It's important to note, however, that throughout all of this, Erika is wearing the world's tackiest pirate hat. Because why not. ]

library obviously

[tenimuho]

Good afternoon, Erika.

[Oda just stepped inside to unwind in his favorite room, where nothing makes confetti for no explainable reason.]

Oh - I never asked if you liked the book I gave you.

[Some things distracted the both of them.]

Infimary

[heartswapped]

[She doesn't even look up from what she's doing, which is carefully taking stock of what medicines are there before putting certain items into a box in preparation for taking them back to her cell. Hope you don't mind, roomie.

As she works, a tall, frilly creature assists her.]