WEEK THREE

[lesmodsalouette]

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! )

MONDAY • TUESDAY • WEDNESDAY • THURSDAY

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Comments

library

[the_obedient_servant]

The history books tend to undersell how vile they were too. Utterly reprehensible scum.

[More reasons why Angelo's boss sounds pretty cool to be honest.

A baby black goat trots past their feet, chewing on the hem of their trousers.]

Network... Town hall?

[the_obedient_servant]

We find ourselves in the same place - the same time once again, and yet things continue to change. The surroundings, the pattern of behavior, our circumstances. There is a goat next to me.

Why do we think it is that our flamboyant overlord chose not to reveal himself this week? We still remember this week after all. I have my own theories but I would like to hear what others think before I reveal it fully.

[antline]

A songbird...

[Hmmm.]

So it produces music. That must be nice.

[antline]

Because he knows it's useless? A waste of time.

[He's Tired of the speech.]

[cleansheets]

[ A hum of agreement from Angelo. ]

Not much he's still got to tell us, now that he knows his memory-wipe mechanism is broken.

💎💡🗡️

[lesmodsalouette]

[Nothing too intensely exciting has struck this Tuesday, not even murder -- but perhaps that's about to change.

Around the castle and grounds, wherever they may be: those who have picked up some of the strange stray items that don't quite seem affected by the time loops -- the chipped jade pendant, magic fire lantern and workshop carving knife, to be precise -- will find that those items are drawing them somewhere. Quietly, but insistently.

However long it takes them to answer that call, they'll all end up at the banquet hall at about the same time, as though their inert companions had gathered them for a nice dinner of dinner is absolutely not being served right now.

However, this is where it gets interesting: all the objects begin to move on their own.

💎 The jade pendant is a bit too round to get where it wants to go, but the chipped portion is enough for it to eke out something that looks like text. It looks like it spells... "food"...??

💡 The lantern is the unwieldy sort, but it gamely balances on a corner and begins slowly scoring lines in the wood. It's slow going, and may be difficult to read, but eventually the words "ICE SPIRIT" stand out against the wood grain of the table.

🗡️ The carving knife has a predictably easier time of it, though it wobbles precariously at intervals. The not-handwriting is just as ponderous and chickenscratch as the lamp's, but like the lamp, at the very least you can read it. The phrase "beautiful color" has been etched into the tabletop.

Afterward, the draw fades and the items go back to be inanimate, and everyone is free to go about their day. You might want to do something about the table graffiti, though.]

[the_obedient_servant]

Is it though?

[perfectpower]

Probably trying to fix his spells. If we're remembering the time loops then that means something went wrong on his end.

[cleansheets]

[ Before Angelo can answer, the little white dog begins barking aggressively at the disruption to his master's temper tantrum... Angelo gives it an annoyed look, and it resigns itself to growling instead. ]

Why not? Are you going to lecture me about being respectful?

[the_obedient_servant]

We remember two loops. That is hardly game breaking.

[snakeblood]

What color is his magic usually?

[ Ignoring the current question to something else... ]

[coldseep]

( ok not to be a slight apologist for the guy who's sending him to therapy each week (the therapist is g'raha) but )

... I think he's just tired.

[perfectpower]

And in two loops we managed to injure him. It must be a shock to someone who thinks he is invulnerable.

[Siffrin truly did their best.]

[snakeblood]

Is he? [ Good. ]

[oncefallen]

He did get quite testy when Miss Shiv and I questioned him about his Goddess. I wonder if his resolve is beginning to break down.

/2

[diel]

[ this whole thing leaves yoru pretty confused because he doesn’t even remember picking up this lantern?? but the words have to mean something and he can almost feel meaning and memories draw closer…

like a moon calling the tide to it. ]

[diel]

[ it comes in a blink.

he asks again to the air: ]

… If you could come back, would you?

[the_obedient_servant]

I think so.

I wonder how long he has been doing this for.

[the_obedient_servant]

We must have tried that before now, surely.

[the_obedient_servant]

For time travel it ought to be red.

[snakeblood]

So it changes on the use type?

[perfectpower]

Maybe that's the point of the loops: to reset us before we can try.

[oncefallen]

Given the age on his plaque, it could easily be over a millennia. Even if beings who live that long don't view time the same way humans do, the discouragement they feel at repeated failures will still sting just the same.

[coldseep]

How do you know he's failing?

[coldseep]

Just a guess. He must have his fingers in a lot of pies to keep this all going... it really is much more complicated than just killing us outright.

( And, as speculated, there's likely been loops before, so. )