week 4

[airlockedmods]

[Four weeks in the Starfield Penitentiary and seven people have lost their lives to Blaze Dudely's cruel game. At some point the robots cleaned up the mess left behind and by Sunday the involved rooms (including the fridge) are all clean and free of blood. In fact there's no sign left of any of the deaths that have happened on the ship so far by at least the next day. The only physical signs that people are gone are the empty beds.

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, in the space between the infirmary and the exercise yard. 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 3, submit your memory regains, and put in your benefactor threads! ))

Comments

[ebonyknight]

Yes.

[That's all she has to say on it, really.]

[neverheardofhim]

I'm assuming it wasn't petit fours and happiness, eh?

[Let's talking about anything except his problems.]

[ebonyknight]

Depends on how you feel about spiders and vile women.

[neverheardofhim]

I've had awful experiences with both, so... bad memories then?

[ebonyknight]

Yes. [She taps her pip, drawing up her own profile. Dislikes: Prime Minister Freesia.] The Prime Minister had transformed herself into something akin to a spider. Something that wouldn't stay dead.

[neverheardofhim]

[The dwarf was quick to make a face. Maleficarum then. Definitely made for quite the mess.]

Did you squash her like the bug she was?

[ebonyknight]

Many times. She crawled up every time.

[Stupid contract making primal beasts reviving her.] Every fatal blow wound land and yet she would get back up.