WEEK THREE

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WEEK THREE

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You awaken smothered in wonderfully soft blankets. If you are lucky, there is a warm body next to you, but... those are becoming shorter and shorter in supply, aren't they?

It's Monday at Château Ambregris, and you have just arrived here. Whatever clothes you are wearing, whatever injuries you are sporting... They are once again accurate to how you were before this tale began. Whether this leaves you with any urgent matters to take care of or relieved of ailing you had contracted in the 'last' week, the gong of the numerous clocks chimes out indifferently to the hour. Gone is the urgent summons of the past two weeks, with no Witch to greet you.

Rise and shine, and face your 'first' day in your 'new' home! And though you may now think yourself quite familiar with it, maybe another look around wouldn't hurt?

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, gardens
- mud bath → aquarium
- menagerie → photography studio
- grotto → greenhouse

WEEKLY EFFECT

This week every character will have a spirit animal that follows them around like a familiar. The choice of animal is up to you (natural or supernatural), but it should represent them in some way. The animal is restricted in size to that of a large dog and is incorporeal, though it can interact with other spirit animals. As the animal is a representation of their heart and inner self, it might be better at expressing itself than it's owner.

Yes, this is basically daemons. This palace clearly needs more animals for emotional support!

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

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Comments

[snakeblood]

Hmm that's possible, I guess? [ That's not his sort of thing though, so he wouldn't think of it. ]

[antline]

Oh...

[His eyes look a little wide, surprised, before they ease back with a smile. Its
..complicated, now. He still remembers what the Deputy Head said all that time ago.]

[You really were a good soldier ant.]

[But he knows Ayaka means it sincerely, and that makes all the difference.]

Thank you. You're a really nice person, Ayaka.

[remainsilent]

[ Weird wavery birb meet watery noodle dragon ]

I feel like he would take away more rooms if he was angry.

[ They have a nice aquarium ]

chapel

[antline]

[The sound is startling- the little ant on his shoulder scurries back to hide in his hair - but Sariel stares, a little perplexed, at the wanton destruction.]

[He has one question.]

Why?

promenade

[remainsilent]

[ He's watching him whittling away with another block of wood ]

What are you carving?

[ Also he has a large dog-sized noodle dragon following after. ]

[fourtuity]

Well, transmitting the information to someone else and avoiding death that way is apparently a thing...? Probably not how it works here, but still.

[snakeblood]

Well, it's probably magic here, or whatever. [ His powers are spiritual not magic, it's different ok ]

[baebladie]

How is it awful?

[ Blade offers in questioning; small talk ain't his greatest skill here, apparently. ]

promenade;

[baebladie]

[ Blade arrives quietly...and sees someone here, one hand in his pocket.

He folds his arms. ]

...adding something else?

[ Not like he can tell what it is, anyway. ]

[fourtuity]

Yeah, that. Definitely not esper abilities. [ Sure it is. ]

[baebladie]

[ It certainly is. For the moment, anyway.

Fluctuates here and there. The red and black wolf is pretty much relaxed and probably looking curiously at Dan Heng. It seems...approving; or thoughtful. Hard to tell. ]

...I'll leave that to you.

[ He'll consider the other response. And then: ]

Has it done much?

[remainsilent]

[ Much like it's master.

Considering Blade's own memory issues and the topic of dying...it's probably for the best they let that part of the conversation.

With both of them focusing on noodle pile, the dragon is going to open it's eyes and then untangle itself. ]

It behaves closer to a shadow or a pet than what it looks like. [ So no...it hasn't done much beyond follow him around ]

[snakeblood]

Es-what?

[fourtuity]

A person with extrasensory perception. So ESPer.

[snakeblood]

[ He flips up the book to show the cover: Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Shelley. And then thinks about it that, right. There's people who wouldn't know a world-famous book. ]

It's about an arrogant scientist who dared to create life in an unnatural way. But abandons his creation when he finds it an abomination.

[snakeblood]

That's not that different. Why do you need such a science-y name for it?

[fourtuity]

That's just what they're called. I bet you have a lot of weird names for stuff too. [ She shrugs, the chihuahua tries to copy the gesture. ]

[snakeblood]

Then, is that ESP, whatever you're doing with that dog?

library

[remainsilent]

[ Meanwhile, he's drawn to the medical books. Picking a couple up to bring to a table.

Trailing behind him is a large dog sized critter

Seeing Uringer's collection of books. ]

Did you find something good?

[fourtuity]

Doing with what now? [ Twin tilts of the head. ]

[antemeridian]

Oh, no. He could, would probably try to go on with the show even if he was angry.

[ look how not mad I am, or the show must go on, or something like. the bird ruffles its feathers. ]

Mmm... I don't feel like he'd take away rooms out of spite unless someone suggested to him the idea. But then again, I don't really know in the end. I don't think any of us do.

[ though maybe Hamel's getting a boyfriend out of this. ]

[snakeblood]

Being in complete sync.

[fourtuity]

Oh. You mean that chihuahua, I guess? I dunno about sync—she just wouldn't stop following me around, so I put her on my head.

[ But now that she thinks about it... ]

Doesn't feel like she's there though!

[snakeblood]

Okay, but the others I've seen don't copy their... people, in quite such exact way. [ snek is just doing it's thing ]

[fourtuity]

[ She crosses her arms, the chihuahua crosses her front legs. ]

I dunno, maybe she thinks it's funny to see reactions to that. What's yours doing anyway?