week six: mingle

[mygod]

Week 6

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mingle

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15 Remain

Monday again?

No problem. ... Well, actually, some problems. For one, you seem to still be stuck in this village of nightmares.

Unless you’ve met your match, that aching feeling in your chest of being incomplete continues to only grow. That, alongside this feeling of being watched, probably makes it a bit hard to truly relax. That’s for the best, isn’t it? You probably shouldn’t get too complacent in a place like this, blood sacrifice that you are.

The woods rustle with anticipation. The branches and foliage whisper and shake, as if sharing a secret amongst themselves. What surprises do they have in store for you? Wandering into the darkness created by overarching treetops will bring you to a uniquely hollowed out tree trunk. The face of it has a rectangular cut into its bark, making it resemble a door. It seems that the scenery of last week has changed yet again. Should you choose to open it and step in, you’ll find yourself transported somewhere else entirely.

Though of course, you’ll have to come back to the village eventually. When you do, there is nothing but the oddities of town and ravens to greet you. Perhaps if you’d like to have a chat with some of the cultists who brought you into this situation, you might tie a letter to a bird at your own risk. Come nightfall, you may realize that the star formations and moon phase have changed entirely from the week prior. The stars are periwinkle and the moon is in third quarter.

The swamp gurgles and rumbles uncomfortably, drawing your attention with small quakes. It remains the same as last week, glowing and beckoning. A small, crooked sign on a stake has been put up in unknown handwriting. FOR WHAT AILS YOU. In need of some healing? You trust the swamp, don't you?

go ahead. keep screaming "Shut The Fuck Up " at me. it only makes my opinions Worse
- wise words from the prophet dril

As if you don't have enough problems, it seems like the week has ushered in yet another strange side-effect of all the freaky magic contaminating the space.

Is this the way that things have to be? Haven't you ever gotten a little, how do the kids say, delulu? Hopes, dreams, fantasies, it's time for all of them to be on display—though they might not even truly be yours. Alternate realities of events, 'what if' situations start to play out between people the same way that their memories did weeks ago. Moments of being from the same world, or everyone going home together, or not having to say goodbye. Who knows, maybe you'll find some inspiration. As they say, don't let your memes be dreams.

(For OOC playing, think of it as like an AU version of memshare! These things don't have to have happened, or be based in any type of reality! But the projections will be shared between those two people, and they can temporarily even believe it happened.)

scawwy mygod
locations ✦ statuses ✦ ic profiles
audiences ✦ reporting ✦ private conversations
murder proposals ✦ rulebook

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