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

[daughterofthemark]

[Well I mean. We'd better do friendship, seeing how cramped this is gonna be. And TV might be entertaining!]

We have a variety of events planned. Lord Ardyn and Sir Doctor have brought a television to use. [Wink, wink. Except she doesn't actually wink.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Well I mean I kinda hope if there's gonna be games and shit.

[Being one of the smartest in Blood Gulch is not a high bar.]

[daughterofthemark]

...indeed.

Perhaps...

That is...

Ah! A lady such as myself being unable to play would be an unfortunate consequence

[...I apologize to the universe for the existence of this thread.]

1/3

[motherfucking_ghost]

Right? We gotta introduce you to some of the classics. There's this sci-fi first person shooter with some great multiplayer action I should totally introduce you guys to. It's got space, and shooting, and like, sometimes you get to drive around and...annnnd...

[motherfucking_ghost]

Aaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnd...

[alpha.exe has encountered a runtime error

processing...

processing...]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Really?

I mean, with twenty people, you're never gonna get everyone to agree on what to watch.

[burninglight]

[SUDDEN BOUT OF CONVENIENT MUFFLING COUGHING]

Goodness, excuse me, the air's terribly dry, get in here.

[motherfucking_ghost]

What! I'm not wrong.

[burninglight]

[If looks could kill, Leonard Church would be on fire right now. Ardyn didn't know how else to communicate 'shut the up your fuck' nonverbally.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay, I'm coming in, and I'm still not wrong, and how are we gonna fit everyone?

[daughterofthemark]

There cannot be so many options as for that to be an issue.

[arianna why]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh.

You sweet summer child.

You have no idea.

[daughterofthemark]

Actually, I was born in winter.

[a r i a n n a   w h y]

[motherfucking_ghost]

You sweet winter child.

[daughterofthemark]

Thank you!

[She still doesn't get it, but he's calling her sweet, right?]