Week 3

[airlockedmods]

[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! ))

Comments

[toomanybaseballs]

[Leon's not tall, the dwarf is just short!]

You hit balls with it! Duh!

[You might wanna rephrase that, buddy.]

[neverheardofhim]

[Yeah, okay, he's definitely sliding back a step or two. And lowering a hand to between his legs.]

Uh. You what?

[toomanybaseballs]

[... Whoops.]

... Baseballs. I meant you hit baseballs.

[He picks up a baseball from the equipment to show it to him.]

These things!

[neverheardofhim]

[The dwarf was quick to reach out and take the ball into his hand. He tossed it up and down, getting a feel for the weight in his palm, before nodding.]

Sure. Okay. Why though?

[toomanybaseballs]

It's part of the game! Do you seriously not have baseball where you're from?

[neverheardofhim]

Afraid not. Most of what we have involves not dying of illness or cutpurses in the street.

Sorry to disappoint.

[toomanybaseballs]

....oooouch.

[The sound of unironic pity.]

You must have had it rough, pal.