WEEK 6

[lockdownmods]

[Week six comes like an ominous wave. If anything, the wall is more threatening that it's ever been. That sign from last week? Looks aged-- like it's far more than just a week old. But more than that, it feels like something is waiting to snap this week. What could possibly go wrong, after last week?

Said no one ever, at this point.

But still, if you look around this week, you might find out something. It's like someone has started leaving clues in places old and new. Take a look around.]

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Comments

[yourfuture]

WE DO NOT DRINK... WINE, SIR WAVER.

[devotingly]

I can't believe this is the first time you call me by my name.

[ he'll just be serving himself a cup of grape juice, definitely glad that this isn't wine. ]

This whole thing is a disgrace to necromancers everywhere.

[yourfuture]

I'm not enough of an asshole to keep doing it at this point. It puts you on Todd level, and I'm not comfortable with that.

[ she shrugs, completely 100% interpreting the "necromancer" part of that as "dramatic-ass goth who LARPS" ]

Y'all goths are nerds, dude. I hate to be the one to break it to you. Own it.

[devotingly]

A goth? What the hell's a goth?

[yourfuture]

It's... you know. You like death and bird skulls and music with both chanting and screaming in it.