Week 4
Week 4
Sunday - Thursday
You've lost four in the past week—Machias, Vanitas, Natalia and Edna. Just in time for the fourth week to roll around, for those of you who are superstitious. But it really isn't like you could forget that death is a common occurrence in this castle, whether you believe in legends or not. Some of you might find solace in the chance to recuperate and move on, if you're still up for companionship with your fellow warriors.
Either way, dawn is soon upon the castle and like it or not, you will all have to face whatever comes this week.
Like before the pattern repeats itself, with new areas revealed for you to explore. It may be that something worth discovering lies in wait to be found, or you can simple enjoy the new additions for what they are. Distractions are most likely welcome, regardless of your feelings of the past week.
Either way, dawn is soon upon the castle and like it or not, you will all have to face whatever comes this week.
Like before the pattern repeats itself, with new areas revealed for you to explore. It may be that something worth discovering lies in wait to be found, or you can simple enjoy the new additions for what they are. Distractions are most likely welcome, regardless of your feelings of the past week.
You can contact the sage with your pendants here, and the teishu here.)
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[There's a few new things about Tiki today: she's in a new pretty pink dress—not the glittery monstrosity the pond gifted her but something simpler and hand-sewn. Around her neck, tied to a piece of yarn, there's a single feather, crisp and perfect white. Neither of these are quite as noteworthy as the cape, vivid blue outside and lined with a deep and regal red inside, over her shoulders like a security blanket held by a child who's gotten kind of cold in the winter.
The real reason the cape is noteworthy is that it's definitely too long for her and she keeps getting caught on the end, tripping, and falling down with loud bwaaaugh! noise.
Buuut she picks herself up and dusts herself off easily every single time, still looking happy as a clam.]
early evening, kitchen
[As dinnertime approaches, Tiki takes up residence in the kitchen, partially because it's going to be busy and she'll be able to talk to people, partially because she has to mooch food off of someone. The traffic, though, makes the kitchen a perfect spot for Tiki to accost people, so whenever someone walks in, Tiki immediately scurries over and holds out a bag of jellybeans.]
Here! Try one.
[She's too busy being from fantasy anime medieval Europe to catch the "Bernie Botts Every Flavor Beans" reference from the name on the bag (which she doesn't turn away deliberately, but may or may not be visible as is necessary for Maximum Hilarity, you see), but she has already suffered from the results so at least she knows what she's inflicting on everyone...]
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[He reaches in and grabs a bean, examining it briefly before popping it into his mouth. He chews a couple of times, then makes a strange face. He swallows as quickly as he can.]
What the heck - is that earwax?!
[Gross?!]
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...Do you know what earwax tastes like?
[LIKE...SHE CAN TELL WHEN SOMETHING'S GROSS BUT SHE DOESN'T GET THAT SPECIFIC ABOUT IT]
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L-look. Mistakes happened, that's all you need to know.
Blech, though... what the heck are those?
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[she's judging.]
They're candies! [She holds the bag out in the palm of her hand so it's more visible.] Some of them are really yummy! But a bunch of them are gross, too...
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hallways;
Tiki!
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Whaaaat? [let her make bad decisions and fall down in peace???]
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Uh-huh?
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kitchen bc of course
[ okay. sure. Hanyuu takes one, but before plopping it in her mouth, she sees the label. ]
'Every flavor beans.' How can there be every flavor?
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chew, chew...and then Hanyuu makes A Face(tm). ]
...is. Is that envelope glue?
[ EW? ]
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Are you sure? Have you ever seen a knight without any armor?
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Damn, cute cape Tiki-chan! Ya havin' some trouble there?
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It's super cute! Ya look cute as a button dressed up in that thing. Ya get that from pond-kun?
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What are these?
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[she's not lying, anyway]
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The way it gels to his teeth is... not fun......]
Uhhh.... They're okay.
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Kitchen
[Georik pauses as she offered the bag]
What is this?
[Even with the question, he pops a red jellybean - there's a kind of savory taste, then his eyes teared up as everything suddenly burns, pounding his chest as he coughs]
Hell's Bells...!
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H-hold on! [Fast as she can, she sprints aside to pull a cup from a cabinet and fill it with water from the sink, then scurries back to hand it to Georik. Please don't die?!?!]
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It's fine... but the heat. What was that?
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