WEEK TWO

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WEEK TWO

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You're wrapped in a soothing, all-encompassing darkness.

You've had a good nights sleep, a very good nights sleep, much like the one on Thursday night. No matter where you slept (on a chair, under a bed, in a closet), you wake up in a bed with a stranger—no, you know this person. You just spent the past weekend with them, forced to go through a hell carnival, how could you forget? Your mind is full of fog and sleep calls to you, but it's elusive.

You're at Château Ambregris, brought here against your will by a terrible Witch. So why is it that you're dressed in your old clothes again? Why does your body feel the same as it does when you woke up here a week ago? Maybe this time you won't hit your head. The clocks all gong within minutes, so at least this time it seems, you won't need to wait too long for answers. Though, it seems things aren't exactly as you remember them...

TIME LOOP:

-Characters wake up with the clothes they had with them at their canon point, like in the intro log.
-The state of their bodies is exactly the same as it was on the intro log (for better or worse).
-Any items they accumulated last week are also reset (sorry you'll need to build up your weapon cache again), except items that were given out as event rewards. Please note that the item uses are not reset.

LOCATIONS UPDATED:
-library, workshop
- pool → mud bath, throne room → menagerie
- rose soap and candle details have been updated for villas for clarity

WEEKLY EFFECT

This week's effect is mood weather. Is your character really happy? Rainbows might appear all around them. Sad? Watch out for that raincloud above your head. Having doki's? Flowers might suddenly spring up under their feet. These effects are just suggestions, feel free to riff as you like and make anger lightning of your dreams. Notably, these effects will appear even if your character has a great poker face, but is still inwardly feeling emotions.

This effect, like the weather itself, is intermittent throughout the week.

(OOC: Murder proposals and counter proposals are open! )

MONDAY • TUESDAY • WEDNESDAY • THURSDAY

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Comments

[fourtuity]

[ She got sidetracked yesterday (and a little of today) by the animals, but Clover's in the kitchen later in the afternoon, baking sugar cookies. Simple, but nothing wrong-looking about them. Except if anyone catches her after two batches, they'll see her staring at the cookies with a progressively dismayed look on her face. ]

Uhh. How do you even make decorations again...?

[ Absolutely great to realize that only now. ]

[remainsilent]

[ Coming in to grab bare basic noms when he sees the cookies. ]

What decorations do you wish to make?

[fourtuity]

Oh, hey, Dan Heng. [ She sets down whatever she's holding to wave. ] Frosting would be great to draw with, but I'd even settle for something sprinkly now.

[remainsilent]

There may be something in the library that could help.

[ That may take some time ] Is there any food coloring here?

[fourtuity]

Ooh, yeah, good point! I haven't tried looking for one. [ Obviously this all was on a whim. ]

And nah, haven't seen any food coloring. If I did, these would be like the most rainbowy cookies to ever rainbow. Not being a super culinary genius sure sucks right now.

[ It's a miracle she even remembered the sugar cookie recipe enough to make these. ]

[distain]

[She missed being harassed by a duck with a knife, which is frankly pure tragedy, but it's probably better anyway that she runs into Clover once the latter is back in human form. It won't drive her mad trying to communicate with an animal that can't speak.

Andrew leans against the counter.]

And who are these for?

[Having never cooked or baked a day in her life, Andrew also won't be much help in the cookie decorating category.]

[fourtuity]

For me, but hey, I'm totally cool with sharing? If you're fine with the plainest cookies ever.

[ With an exaggerated sigh, she lightly drops what she's holding onto the counter. ]

[distain]

You're just offering them to me?

[It surprises her, somehow. Andrew blinks.]

Did they come out wrong?

[fourtuity]

Don't see why I can't. They were pretty good when I taste tested them earlier.

[ Like, it shouldn't be off? Still, that gets her thinking. She'll take one to munch on now, judging. ]

Uhh...in hindsight? Maaaybe could've used more salt.

[distain]

Yes, but I'm not... [She trails off. There's no reason that someone like her can wrap her mind around why Clover might immediately offer her the baked goods. She's not a housekeeper and she's not a friend.]

Salt in your cookies? Too much would ruin them, right?

[She pauses for a moment, looking thoughtful.] Mary would probably whip some cream... yes, that's what she uses to top desserts.

[She's just a noble daughter who's never baked or cooked a day in her life, so this should be fine.]

[fourtuity]

Yup! So I lowballed it. [ She considers the rest of that, staring the cookies. ] I haven't made cream before, but that sounds awesome. And it should totally work with these cookies too... Nice idea!

[ Happy with the suggestion, Clover hops a little into the air. ]

Or should I say, sweet idea!