week one: mingle

[getawaymods]

WEEK ONE

The sun rises on your third day on the island. The hours have passed almost seamlessly since your arrival, though it's difficult to say what time it truly is. The previously roaring sea has calmed to gentle, rocking waves and the weather is prime for taking a swim. Have you settled into your camps? Made a few friends? Perhaps now is the time to meet and greet those you haven't spoken to yet...it's not as if you'll be going anywhere anytime soon.

Regardless of how you spend your morning, as the sun reaches the highest point in the sky all will begin to hear a low, deep thrumming sort of sound. The humming slowly turns into ringing, a drawn-out signal that grows louder and louder until it seems as though all other sounds on the island fall to a hush.

It's then all will hear an unidentifiable voice:

"Welcome aboard. Your arrival is no mistake, and your will is your own. All of you have been brought to this island to partake in an ancient ritual. No more than ten of your own may leave this island alive; eleven of you must be prepared and offered as sacrifices to ensure the survival of these ten. If you run out of time, the outcome for all will be dire. You have two weeks' time before all shall be lost."

Just as quickly as it came, the announcement comes to a close. No matter how hard one searches the island, it will be impossible to locate the source of the announcement. But don't let that stop you. Maybe it's time for a deeper exploration? Make the best of your daylight hours.

After all...when the night falls, things may be a little different. Watch your backs, everyone.

OOC NOTES

Welcome to week one! Congratulations on surviving the weekend, we're excited to get the game rolling!

At this time, characters are now free to further explore the island! All comments will be screened, but please be as thorough as possible in your requests.

On Wednesday, your modteam will post A THING that will impact all in-game. Stay tuned, and perhaps it's best to set your prompts for Monday and Tuesday...

...speaking of prompts, please specify if your prompts are in the day or during the night on this mingle! This may be in your header, or you may specify in your comment itself. There may be a fun surprise or two waiting for you.

And finally, please be sure to submit any weekend PCs to the appropriate subthread on the PC page, and please be sure to submit week one PCs as they're created! If you have not mass added everyone, please be sure to do so.

Please feel free to ask questions in the question channel on Discord, or you may DM Britt & Ty privately. We will also have announcements regarding curfew and body announcement on Thursday and Friday. Thank you, and have fun!

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Comments

[wowcool]

A: ANNOUNCEMENT (MORNING)

1. [That is...bizarre. Anaido looks around him, perplexed by the voice, but what the voice says interests him more than the source of the voice. As soon as the announcement is done, he squats down, using a finger to trace twenty one upright lines in a row in the dirt as he mutters to himself. If anyone saw him yesterday, one might notice that he's got a small bump on the right side of the top of his head, though it might be hard to see through the hair.]

Ah, so twenty-one...eleven gone...ten remaining...get rid of the odd for the even...

[He crosses out eleven of the lines, nodding. And then, right underneath that, he makes the twenty-one lines again, neatly.]

Twenty-one...but why twenty-one? Three groups of seven...ah, three...

[Yeah, he's just going to do this for a while unless you bother him.]

2. [After that whole...display is done, Anaido picks himself up and just wanders, his gaze a little distant. If he sees someone nearby who also looks confused, he'll just offer them a reassuring smile.]

Haha, well, if it really comes down to it...I think I'd be okay with being a sacrifice. That would make things easier for all of you.

[Is he being serious? It's hard to tell by his smile, but anyways...dude.]

B: COURTYARD (MID-DAY)

[Later, Anaido can just be found snoozing right on the edge of the fountain in the courtyard, his cheek resting against the stone. This probably isn't a good place to sleep, man, what are you doing? Maybe he's just really tired.]

C: WILDCARD

[If you want anything to do with this weirdo, please hit me up with whatever prompts you want! He probably will not want to explore unless someone asks or drags him into it. My plurk is @ vampirize and discord at crystal#4450!]

A2

[targon]

Oh, good! That makes this all way easier!

[ ....... Zoe. ]

b

[fishingforcompliments]

[anaido. my dude.

anyway, flayn looks concerned when she happens upon him in the courtyard.]

Three!

[.........look she blanked she doesn't know his name yet.]

Are you all right?!

B(3PO) (last one)

[machinetranslation]

[Anaido might wake, or might not, to the fast-paced mechanical whirring of joints, shuffling metal feets, and a prim voice calling.]

Master Anaido, Master Anaido!

[this is what you get for being nice to him!]

[He practically skips into the courtyard; he seems excited and is carrying a pack draped over his arm.]

wildcard - IT'S NIGHTTIME. 1/2

[illfatedgirl]

[Wherever Anaido happens to be on whichever night, he will see motion out of the corner of his eye.

A transparent figure of a girl with long blonde hair is shuffling toward him. Her head keeps lolling to one side in a way that really shouldn't be possible without a broken neck, and she keeps bringing a hand up to prop it back up - only her arm is bent at an odd angle, too.

It is, perhaps, a little spooky.]

a2

[guilloqueen]

[ she'd been idly watching him murmur to himself, just letting him speak his thoughts aloud as he draws in the sand; it's only when he looks her way and makes that comment that she gives him a calm, sweet smile in return. ]

You as well, Monsieur?

[deadened]

monday afternoon-

[well! that's unsettling! he hasn't seen signs of anyone else, or of any kind of magic that'd project a voice like that... the contents of the announcement are even more unsettling, and wen ning isn't positive what to make of that. he's already died, sure, but...

there was a way here. maybe there's a way out, because he definitely has to get back. he's just going to do what he does best, which is get to work and worry about everything silently instead!

if you check out the cavern, you might find wen ning has decided to grab that tent after all-- but he's not pitching it. he's busy using his knife to try to cut the cover into strips. it's not like he's going to use it for shelter, so... this is fine.

maybe he could use a little help though, he fumbles slightly on occasion. sometimes you're undead and don't have perfect muscle control.]

monday night-

[if you're around the cavern camp after dark, you might find a suspicious dark shape hanging around the walls, kind of lurking... oh, it's just wen ning, chilling. he's still not sure about staying around other people, but he doesn't sleep; he thinks he should at least keep an eye out.

if anyone else happens to be around, or joins him, he'll watch them a moment before asking:]

... not tired?

[rest is important.]

monday night

[patisse]

[shrouded in the darkness of night, a transparent figure emerges from behind wen ning. there's a pregnant pause before a sound, not a voice, rings in the air.]

Waka.

monday night

[wowcool]

[Anaido just waves jovially from where he's sitting on a rock close to the cavern entrance.]

Not really, no. [He gives a light shrug.] Are you?

monday afternoon

[shixiong]

[ it's the sight of someone who is clearly not completely human that catches yin yu's attention. he's making his rounds through the island on his mission to make a map when he spots wen ning the first time, and the second, he silently makes his way down from his perch to investigate.

...he's clearly not a ghost, though. that's...curious. yin yu's never seen anything quite like it. as ever, he's unnoticeable, his qi muted by his cursed shackle, and he makes himself known after a few moments because... he feels bad for the guy and his cutting, wow.

yin yu clears his throat, just in case this guy startles easily. he's still wearing his mask, especially now, but he can be heard from behind it with no difficulty, his voice soft but sure. ] ... Do you need help?

[nautycal]

Monday, High Noon

[It's fucking hot as shit, so he's abandoned his school blazer and shirt, and tried to roll up his pants more. But he's going to burn, so he has this big, stupid palm leaf held up over his head by the stem while he sits at the edge of the water near Waterfall Camp.

He's trading dunking his hands in the water with a soft hiss when the noise starts out over the island.]

What the hell...?

[He freezes, moving the leaf, squinting all around until the voice pierces the air of the island.]

Is that for real?! Come on, man, this isn't come kinda joke you play on people!

Tuesday Evening, Jungle Camp

[It has taken him two days. But he has defeated the evil.

Anyone in, or near Jungle Camp will hear a pleased, cheerful holler. Ryuji leaps up from whatever he was hunched over to yell,] Hell yeah! Dude, I got fire! I got fire! [It looks like he has, much to the horror of his raw and blistered hands, rubbed a stick against the plate of another to make a lil spark, as a treat.

He's dumped some small, dry grass on it to try to get it started, but his spring gusted a little wind, and he yelps.] No, no, no. Come on, stay with me here!

[He, like, tries to shield it with his hands and sort of puff on it encouragingly.]

ANNA your WILDCARD

[i forgot this almost, but if you wanna do some pcs or another prompt with this fool, let me know!!]

tuesday evening!

[illfatedgirl]

[That fire is impressive, Ryuji! So impressive that someone else is coming over to take a look at it. A ghostly, slightly see-through figure with long blonde hair and limbs that are bent in the wrong directions.

Walking must be hard for such an injured apparition, because she absolutely biffs it as she approaches the itty, bitty fire. Luckily, her impact doesn't stir up a wind that would put it out. It doesn't even throw up any dust.

It looks like what should come out of her mouth would be "Ouch," but what comes out instead is-]

Waka! Waka...

[...also her neck is bent at an odd angle. Yikes.]

[fabrefactions]

Monday, after the announcement

[ For whatever it's worth, before the announcement so lovely broadcast across the entire island, Yusuke had been hard at work. His pasty ass required some shade, so he'd be scouring the island for something to cover himself with while wandering.

Now the announcement is over, he can be found sat somewhere not too far from the ruins. A large leaf is held over his head like a very dramatic umbrella, but one that is certainly providing shade. He looks somewhat pensive. ]

I certainly do not approve of sacrifice, especially not when ordered from the mouth of someone too cowardly to show their face. What twisted sort of ritual could this be?

[ Yusuke does not approve. ]

Monday, evening.

[ Ah. Blessed coolness. Time for him to become nocturnal. Or he would, if the lack of light didn't impede his artistic vision and limit his window for transcribing his inspiration into the only canvas he now has - sand - before the ocean wipes it away.

In the midst of all this tragedy, he can be found close enough to the waterfall area, staring at the fall of water on the rocks with a far too intense gaze. ]

...

Have we considered the implications of being washed up here with no change of clothing? Mine have been unforgiveably stiff since our unexpected swim here, and there seems no other option but to suffer through the discomfort or find a way to wash them.

Do you think the power of this waterfall could mimic that of a washing machine?

[ SHOULD THEY FIND OUT?? ]

Tuesday, evening

[ I got nothing I literally just wanted Yusuke eating everything. So. On Tuesday evening, you might find him somewhere just off the beach to the east of the cavern camp -- and he sure does have a lot of fruit piled on a leaf to his side. Anything and everything from coconuts to starfuits and beyond.

In one hand he has a starfruit, and in the other, his katana. He's looking at them both fairly thoughtfully.

Please stop him. ]

Wildcard

[ finger guns ala anaido, come at me. also hit me up here or on discord for any pcs, aka my lifeblood. ]

tuesday evening

[chemicalize]

[That's a lot of fruit you got there, buddy! And also a sword! Wow. But while Yusuke's ignoring his nice midnight snack, a transparent figure appears from a patch of sand not too far from him, approaching as she examines the starfruit.]

Waka?

[paradoxity]

Monday afternoon post-announcement

[Oh. Oh that's bad. Akane doesn't look particularly surprised by the sudden appearance of a voice, but her expression clouds over as she listens to the words. This...isn't good at all, is it? That's killing more than half the people here. But at the same time she appears to be thinking this over before she speaks to whoever's closest.]

Do you think it's true?

Monday Evening, south beach

[Akane is at the southern beach instead of in the cavern camp where she probably should be? And she appears to be making a sandcastle. That's definitely what one should be doing at a time like this, but she's steadily working and seems to be keeping her eyes on the ocean itself. Over time, the castle grows larger and larger and if anyone approaches, they'll also find that it seems as though she's drawn a flowchart in the sand, seashells acting as markers. It starts at the top and branches down into different paths, and she hums in thought.]

Can I ask you a question? [This is to anyone who approaches, even if she's not looking up at them at all.] What were you doing before all of this happened?

Tuesday afternoon, ruins

[As Akane wanders through the ruins, the sunlight causing a slight gleam from the ring on her right hand, she'll find herself pressing on portions of the wall as if to check for its stability. Any supplies she finds are picked up and examined, and her eyebrows are furrowed together in thought.]

A spa suggests that people existed here before us. So what do you think happened to them?

Wildcard

[Hit me with your best shot. Akane can be found around cavern camp, lingering at the edge of the jungle, checking out the cliffs, and sitting on the beach trying to make a fishing pole with a stick. That will absolutely work. You can also hit me via plurk or Disco to plot things!]

tuesday ruins

[targon]

[ Zoe just. Yells out a guess. Is this a game we're playing?! ]

Disease! Famine! Drought! Oh, oh, oh, divine intervention!

[ahappyaccident]

i. announcement

[ she's quiet for a few moments after that announcement, because hello?? what kind of bull is that? instead of talking to someone else about how crazy this is in what might be a sane reaction, rachel instead looks at the sky and yells at the top of her lungs. ]

Hey! Ellimist! Is this some kind of joke?!

[ he said she was dead!! ]

ii. crab rave - tuesday evening.

[ well. if this is some ellimist trick, if she's alive by some weird twist of fate, there's no reason not to try to adapt, right? so here is rachel, on the south beach, crashing the crab rave to try and grab one. she succeeds, but it pinches her for the trouble. ]

Ow! Hey! You're supposed to be in a trance, you little -

[ when it pinches her again, she just

yeets it into the ocean ]

wildcard.

[ hmu for this or pcs, i'll be on disco at arrays#3281! ]

[cookingwithdog]

[ Maybe Rachel will be able to feel eyes on the back of her neck and she just picks up the crab and flings it out into the water again. Or maybe she'll be oblivious to the fact there's something there at all?

But there is someone behind her. Nothing apparently wrong with him at first glance. There's no cuts, or obvious wounds on him. But he is wearing a deep burgandy coat, so that could be why.

He's also not saying anything, and just looks tired. ]

[targon]

A. Announcement - Morning

[ In the morning, Zoe can be found sitting on the beach, carefully weaving washed-up kelp together to make a jump-rope - and she's surprisingly adept at it. But it still takes some concentration, and she's not used to the slimy feeling, so she's got a look of intense focus on her face, her tongue sticking out.

She perks up during the announcement, pausing to listen........... But then goes right back to weaving when it ends. Predictably, she does not seem particularly bothered by the contents of that announcement. ]

Huh. Okie dokie then!

B. Campsites - Evening

[ It doesn't matter what campsite - Zoe is running all over tonight because. She's. Bored!!!

What that means for you is that when you come to your campsite, you may find that all your things have been... Moved. Not stolen, but just shuffled around. Maybe your bag was swapped with someone else's bag. Maybe that someone isn't even from your own camp. Maybe something of yours is now buried in the dirt, right in the clearest walkway, ready to be tripped over and reclaimed with ease! Maybe all of your camp's belongings have been piled up on top of each other in a precarious Tower of Stuff!

No matter what strange, but ultimately harmless things have been done with your belongings and your campsite, you will hear some less than sneaky muffled giggling coming from a nearby hiding spot. You can also probably even see her absurdly long glowing sparkly hair that she's failed to hide with the rest of herself. ]

b

[fishingforcompliments]

[zoe no flayn is so tired and she just wants to sleep





and yet, her things are all piled up ... except for a staff, which is buried. She doesn't immediately hear Zoe, because she's looking for it among the pile of things.]

...oh no, where is it...?

[enheartens]

announcement.

[ Kairi is quiet while she listens, though she starts with a look of worry that only gets more concerned as the voice goes on. ]

So it really is true... this island is cursed? But there has to be some way to save everyone...!

[ She clasps a hand over her chest, bowing her head. ]

I won’t give up...! We can do this if we just work together! [ The look on her face is blazing when she lifts her head. ] Will you help me?

[ you. yes you. ]

the rest of Monday.

[ You can find Kairi on southern beach, doing her best to gather coconuts. If you catch her at it she’ll just laugh and say: ] Maybe you should help me out! These are for everyone, after all.

[ Later in the day you can find her exploring, checking out the ruins like she’s looking for clues. You can also spot her on the edges of the jungle, though she never quite ventures in. ]

Do you think it’s worth checking things out in there? It could be really dangerous, but what if there’s something important...?

wildcard.

[ hit me up with your own prompt or ping me for planning on Discord at PipPop#5544 or on plurk at izanagis! ]

monday, the jungle

[fishingforcompliments]

It does look as though it might be a little dangerous...

[honestly, it looks a lot dangerous, not a little dangerous]

Perhaps we should find someone who had a weapon among their belongings? It may be safer for someone who is properly armed.

[fishingforcompliments]

monday morning, before the announcement;

[Flayn is a busy bee this morning!!

She rises with the sun (did she even sleep? who knows) and immediately sets out from Waterfall Camp to go find something to eat. That means fruit! You might catch her in the very early morning, scaling trees as best she can to fetch some fruit or, once she's picked out enough, walking along with it carried in her skirt because she definitely picked more than she can carry in her delicate little arms, this fool. Maybe she'll share?

A little later in the morning - after she's eaten her fill of fruit - she can be found sitting in the shade of a tree near a river. She's got a pile of sturdy-looking sticks next to her, and she's using the knife from her camping kit to sharpen the end of one that she's got in her lap. Hm!

But she at least looks up with a smile at anyone who happens to pass by.]

Oh! Good morning.

[She isn't going to explain what she's doing with the sticks, apparently.]

monday afternoon, announcement time;

[Here Flayn is at the riverside, a long, sharp stick in hand. She's eyeing the water's surface very, very carefully - and then she lunges, spearing a fish! She beams - only for her smile to fall away as the sun gets into position directly overhead and that voice begins speaking.

What the hell. She scowls.]

I will not be dying here! Nor will anyone else!

[...she yells at the sky, brandishing her impaled fish at the clouds. Anyway, famous last words, Flayn. This is a murdergame.]

monday evening, outside waterfall camp;

[Don't mind her... sneaking around... like a sneaky sneak... Which is to say Flayn slips out of the camp and casts a furtive glance around her before making her way down the path.

She's carrying one of her makeshift spears with her, so she's most likely just going fishing. It's fine. Maybe? Probably. Don't worry about it.

...but she really does seem to be trying to get around without being spotted, because she keeps ducking behind trees whenever she hears any loud noises.]

tuesday and on, wildcard;

[i'm going to be real my dudes this is getting too long so just wildcard me for anything else any other day of the week, and hit me up on plurk or disco if you wanna plot it out first! or if you want a private convo that is also fine. ;) ]

monday evening

[snyaiper]

[Flayn you fool, you child. She's trying your best, but the problem is that there's a cat perched in one of the trees she's hiding behind. Obscured from view by the foliage and the cover of twilight, Ogata had watched her approach but doesn't bother to actually make his presence known until she ducks behind the tree.]

Going somewhere?
[Hi.]

[overruns]

A. Monday - Afternoon - Announcement

[ The announcement comes as he's grabbing some crabs off the beach to share with the others. Lunch plans are interrupted when a voice rings through his head, one he doesn't recognize.

His brows dip together. When the confusion clears, a flash of anger burns hot in his eyes as he speaks, low and to himself. ]

—Ridiculous.

[ Was this meant to be a joke? After a moment, he frowns, glancing to whoever's nearest, looking a bit—unsure? The crabs are nipping at his hands now, but whatever. ]

Excuse me, did you... hear that too?

B. Monday - Evening - Jungle Camp

[ Once night falls, he can't distract himself by exploring the unknown anymore, but his thoughts don't set as easily as the sun does. He finds ways to keep himself busy well into the night—or actually, all the way through it. He can be found wiling the hours at jungle camp away until dawn.

i. He has his knife tied neatly to the end of a long branch with jungle grasses, in some sort of MacGyvered spear. Which he is currently aiming towards a fruit, high in the trees, like a harpoon. Or a squirrel? Lizard? Whatever it is, he's staring forward intently, arm poised to throw.

ii. Or, he's running through various spear exercises away from the tents, clearly well-practiced, regimented. ...That is, until he catches a foot against a root, spear swinging hard in the wrong direction as he rights himself. It slams hard into a nearby tree with a loud crack, shaft splintering as he winces, observing the damage as he chastises himself. ] So much for keeping quiet...

[ iii. Or he'll just be sitting on a rock, praying with his hands folded, eyes closed. For a time when he opens them, he doesn't seem to be looking at much at all. ]

C. Tuesday - Day & Evening

[ No use moping about!! Once daylight hits, he spends the day exploring: trying to clear rubble at the ruins, pulling at the door of the lighthouse—and looking a bit baffled when he can't seem to clear literal slabs of rock, or a firmly rusted door. Weird. ]

*. Wildcard

[ prompts can be adjusted at will, and he'll be exploring/hunting/gathering/generally putzing around everywhere during the daylight hours! otherwise, feel free to grab me on disco for whatever, i love wildcards/setting up personalized stuff 8) ]

A

[snyaiper]

[Now see. It wouldn't have been the first auditory hallucination Ogata's experienced, though certainly the longest. Very troubling! However the alternative, that it wasn't a hallucination, is arguably more troubling.

Which puts him in a difficult situation when someone else asks about it. He looks over at Dimitri, clearly just as shaken by the message though perhaps for slightly different reasons.]

... What message?
[That's a challenging response.]

[wisterin]

monday, right after the announcement

[ No matter where you are, after that fantastic message that's been delivered to everyone, Shinobu will approach anyone.

One moment, you're doing something, staring blankly out at see, trying to pick some fruits, drawing in the sand, and the next, Shinobu is in your personal space (but a foot away instead right over your shoulder because let's not think about how short she is in comparison to most people). ]

Good afternoon. The weather is lovely today. Isn't it a fine time to be alive?

[ She looks and sounds quite cheerful. Her smile is impenetrable. ]

monday or tuesday, day or night (bend time to your will)

[ They've been here a few days, and there isn't a ton of shelter to get away from the sun, so guess who's harvested some aloe vera?

She approaches any of the three camps with a hand raised. ]

Hello there! Has the sun been too harsh on anyone here?

wild card

[ Hit me up with whatever or feel free to disco me for pcs or otherwise! ]

monday after announcement

[snyaiper]

[It's a good thing she didn't appear right behind him because he gets pretty spooked just from THIS distance. His hand even shifts to the rifle on his shoulder, reflexively, though he doesn't pull it off where it's slung just yet. Just turns on his foot to glare at Shinobu.]

Is that a threat?
[TONE DOESN'T MATTER. He's jumpy and paranoid after THAT announcement.]

[machinetranslation]

I. The Announcement

[Threepio hears the announcement, but unlike the less technologically-inclined, he's not at all concerned about its source or pervasiveness. Although he does shake his head in light disdain.]

Oh, how ghastly. Why they would broadcast such an announcement to the entire island is beyond me. I wonder where they're going to be holding this barbaric event? You can count me out, that's for certain.

[He turns to whoever's closest, in case they need him to explain. His tone is plain and reassuring, although perhaps a bit judgmental of the whole violence involved.]

Some cultures do carry out such rituals, for religious purposes and harvests and the like. I presume it's some sort of traditional custom here. Quite unfortunate for whomever those 21 participants are, though—well, moreso for the 11 sacrificed, of course.

[That's right, folks, Threepio has no idea he's In The Game! I mean, why would he be involved in such a thing? He's not people. Plus, he just got here!]

II. Monday After Dark

[Having seen someone leave Waterfall Camp, or wandering the road outside, Threepio is full of concern for their safety—given the events of the day and the many beastly calls he's heard over the other nights spent here so far.

Somewhat reluctantly, but still blissfully unaware of any real danger the island may present, he sets out after them to convince them to return to the safety of the camp.

Does he catch up to you out there? Do you bump into him? Or just hear his incredibly noisy footsteps and plaintive calling for the person he's looking for?]

III. Wildcard, any other times!

[Welp, given The Professor here is convinced at the moment that the announcement doesn't have anything at all to do with him, he'll be continuing his cheerful routine at Waterfall Camp of bothering assisting anyone he spots doing something or anyone who asks.

When there's no one there, he'll be walking along the road back-and-forth between the camps, either following people around or offering his services in relaying messages (or maybe even setting up meetings??). Feel free to ask him to do stuff! Aside from the 6 million+ languages, he can also carry things, do chores, organize dinner parties, and offer semi-encyclopedic knowledge on topics including-but-not-necessarily-limited-to etiquette and/or protocol of thousands of cultures.

Also, if anyone wants to drag Threepio along on an exploration/into danger, please absolutely do so! He will under no circumstances be doing that on his own, but he can absolutely be forced into it with little more than a request.

He will be...not at all helpful, try to convince you not to, and complain the entire time, but he will go!

discoing at ikiguy#4890 :)]

II

[patisse]

[They don't bump into each other so much as Threepio phases straight through the stranger who materializes out of thin air. He smiles at the surprise contact (or lack thereof).]

Waka!

WEDNESDAY

[fabrefactions]

[ Anyone wandering along the beach close-ish to the Cavern Camp may come across this






just high enough up the beach to avoid most of the tide. You're welcome. ]

[fishingforcompliments]

[flayn is pretty sure she knows who is responsible for this and she LOVES it





in fact, she loves it so much that she's going to have her breakfast (fruits galore!) while sitting next to it so she can admire it as she eats. A+++, yusuke. you have vastly contributed to the cultural development of murder island, which is a worthy endeavor indeed.]

A THING...WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON;

[getawaymods]

EYE OF THE STORM...

[It starts in the later part of the afternoon. The air takes on a warm, humid kind of quality, and the ocean waves begin to roll almost violently against the shore. The rain begins to come, little pitter-patters across the sand at first. A typical phenomenon, really.

But everyone knows that with a little rain comes the storm, and soon a flash of lightning brightens the slowly-darkening sky. Winds begin to pick up as the rain falls faster and harder, the hot air whipping through the trees and picking up speed.

It escalates quickly and the rain becomes blinding, pounding against your skin almost painfully while you seek to find shelter. It’s harder to navigate the island with the sting of hot air across your face, and the rapid winds flinging everything from coconuts to stray bricks to even whole trees through the air. Nothing is safe so long as it’s in the open…not even Yusuke’s lobster sculpture.

This isn’t the kind of storm you can wait out. It grows worse by the minute, and anything you don’t secure now will surely be destroyed. Grab your belongings before they’re lifted into the eye of the storm or washed away at sea. Find your friends and get somewhere safe…

…after all, you wouldn’t want to be like Maomao, struggling to escape as lightning strikes down. It’s quick, almost seemingly deliberate, and as her body collapses on the sand, the waves begin to claim it for their own.

Batten down the hatches, everyone. This storm won’t subside until Thursday morning.]

[wowcool]

[Just another day in sacrifice ghost island, I guess. Anaido just glances at the destruction around him, his face being pelted with rain. He saw the girl being hit by the lightning strike from far away, but there's no way that he's going to rush in to grab her or anything. Its just unfortunate, really.]

So it's like this, huh? [And he raises his voice to be heard over the rain to whoever is standing by.] Hey! You shouldn't stay out here too long, you know. Lightning strikes can be quite painful!

[Says Anaido, with a pleasant smile, as if there isn't a DAMN TYPHOON happening around him. Why is he saying that like he knows what he's talking about? Who knows! Anyways, he sure is telling people this even though he's............not yet going to shelter himself and is just standing around just?? Vibing?? He's completely soaked. Please yell at this man.]

A THING; THURSDAY EVENING....

[getawaymods]

[After the storm, the island is a mess of fallen trees, broken rocks, crumbling shelters and floods and pools of water in various places.

However, beginning on late Thursday afternoon, castaways beware...a fully-grown sun bear can be found wandering the island. It won't attack unless disturbed first, but it sure is lumbering around having a gander at everyone's things and the island itself.

How about that.]

[guidedog]

[oh it's!

very cute!

Isabelle waves to it.]

[guilloqueen]

wednesday morning

[ before the storm swoops in, spot marie out by the northern beach, happily holding something in her arms. should anyone approach her, they'll see that in addition to the crab still atop her head... she's now accompanied by a baby boar! ]

Hehehe, are you surprised? Even animals are charmed by me! [ she laughs. ] I'm just kidding. But, just like little Louis here—[ she tilts her head so that the pigtail where the crab sits is higher than the other, ]—I met a number of boar piglets on that other island I mentioned before, and I remembered how to care for them. If you are kind to nature, then nature will return the favor, you know!

[ ... maybe she really does know more about tropical island survival than her appearance might suggest? ]

thursday morning

[ early on thursday, marie, shinobu, and wen ning walk out of the depths of the cavern. they look like they've had quite the night... all three of them look a little haggard, and are covered in what appear to be long scrapes and scratches. they're all armed in some way: marie with a knife, shinobu with a sword, and wen ning... with... his arms... i guess.

marie, using a certain giyuu tomioka's button-up shirt as a shawl, has to bring her arm up to shield her eyes from the sun, but besides the shallow cut on her forearm, she looks genuinely relieved to see it. ]

Oh, thank goodness... it looks like the storm stopped while we were gone.

[ shinobu, meanwhile, smiles as she flicks a piece of small skeleton skull off her sword, her voice cheerful as usual. ] My, it looks like the sun chases the demons away everywhere. How lovely.

[ face wrought with concern, wen ning brings up the rear; in his hands is a skeleton of what appears to be a fish with... legs? ] Are you both all right...?

[ regardless of whatever the girls' answers would be, there's a very quick way to tell that none of them seem to be "all right." as marie stops a few steps from the cave entrance, shinobu and wen ning do not bump or stumble into her; instead, they simply walk right through her as if she were a ghost.

they then pause to turn and look at each other... and after a moment's hesitation, shinobu's arm passes through wen ning's stomach, while his hand phases down through her shoulder.

huh! ]

( wednesday prompt will just be marie, thursday prompt will be a free-for-all between marie, shinobu, and wn! )

wed morning

[wowcool]

Oh! You really are good at this. You have new friends!

[Seriously, Marie, real genuine Disney princess skills over here.]

You make it look so easy, haha.

A THING....

[getawaymods]

FRIDAY MORNING

[It’s hard to say what happened the night before. One moment you were settled down, or perhaps you were exploring the island again. The next, however, you found yourself in a dreamless, deep sleep with no explanation. On Friday morning as the sun begins to rise all will begin to hear a low, deep thrumming sort of sound. The humming slowly turns into ringing, a drawn-out signal that grows louder and louder until it seems as though all other sounds on the island fall to a hush.

It's then all will hear an unidentifiable voice:]

“Time is running out…though it seems some of you have taken action. In a game of survival of the fittest, what will you do to win?

Four of your own have been eliminated from the competition. Bon voyage Anaido, Marie Antoinette, Wen Ning Qionglin, and Isabelle.

The main game shall now begin. The culprit hides among you. Will you make them repent? Tomorrow when the sun is at its highest point, gather together on the beach. A meeting of the minds is required to find a culprit and sentence them to death.

Refusal of your cooperation will lead to an outcome worse than death. You will have until the sun sets.”

[And just like that, the voice disappears. No matter how hard they look, they will not find a source. It will become clear to all that a trial must take place…and failure to execute one of their own will bring upon a fate unlike any other.

In addition, should anyone look toward the ruins, they will find the area in flames. Well. That's unfortunate, isn't it?]

????, Friday, post-announcement: RACHEL, SHINOBU, DIMITRI

[getawaymods]

[It’s hard to say what chose these three, but as they look up they will find that the light in the lighthouse shines brightly, spinning out over the ocean and back to the island itself.

Will they follow?]