Week 4

[airlockedmods]

[After everything that this case was, you probably don't want to deal with anything else. But you wake up on Sunday, just like before, with some new memories, and some new stores to check out.

Let's see what this week brings.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Don't forget to check in, and check your memory regains! You can also stop by the gacha machine and Xander's office hours. ))

Comments

[cyan_maid]

[lol good, or else he'd be having a Scare for sure.]

No, but - ngh - it feels - good to - knock something around!

[And it's not a person or poor, sweet Howdy Rancour. Everyone wins!]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Aren't you more used to, uh...more non-conventional weapons?

[cyan_maid]

[She pauses, breathing hard, and wipes the sweat from her brow as she nods.]

Yeah, but...seriously, I'm not going to find...you know, a trident laying around in a mall, right? I can make due for now.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I mean. I absolutely could buy a trident being in the weapon shop. Or popping out of the gumball machine.

[cyan_maid]

Haven't seen one yet, Mister Church - and I don't plan on waiting around until I do.

[Pent up anxiety won't release itself!]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I approve of whacking around some heavy shit. You don't want like a heftier sword or anything?

[cyan_maid]

...No, I think this one is fine. Anything properly heavier is likely to be live steel, and...I'm not really about that kind of life.