Sabra La Tau

Who: CEPHEUS + anyone who wants to show up
Where: CEPHEUS
When: Day 129, post LOL TRICKSTER DIED
What: SO MUCH GOING ON

That was so awesome.

We are so fucking dead later, though. One way or another.

Who: Pygnus
Where: Oneesama's dorms.
When: 129, after Trickster's game.
What: . . . . WHAT \o/

--that's never happened before. I wonder if King will kill us instead...

Who: Orion + anyone
Where: Orion dorms!
When: Day 129, post-Trickster.
What: Catching up on stuff and recovering.

[By the time all that Trickster craziness is done, Kirk is vaguely well enough to sit at the table in Orion. He's got the journal and is awkwardly catching up on some entries he promised Mitsuru. Writing with one hand is kind of a pain. He keeps looking at the open door for any sign of people coming back from the game.]

How long is that thing gonna take?

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: Hydranian Angerdome
When: Day 129, after Trickster's Game
What: AAAAAHHHHHH/FUCK YES

[After getting everyone back home and into the angerdome and possibly triple-checking the door to make sure it's locked, DISCUSSIONS ARE HAPPENING]

. . . Are we sure this isn't some fucked up mass-hallucination?

Who: >8(
Where: The Arena
When: Day 129, early afternoon
What: >8(


WE'RE GOING TO PLAY A GaME.  War ROoMs.  WAR ROoomS GAME.  reMemBER ThiS ONe?   Haaaahe-aaaah

. . . fEAr ME . . . FEar mMEeE . . . hElp me, bAbe, heLp . . . feEAAR mmme . . .

Who: >8|
Where: The Arena
When: Day 129, late morning
What: >8|


No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NONONONO!!


Where was the death!? Where wa- -carnage!? You think you can just chea- -that and get away with it!?


[A conveyor belt pops out of the ground- wait, no, three conveyor belts, and there are twelve cardboard boxes and one of the conveyor belts is going to fire and one is going to CHAIN SAWS and one is going though some black flaps to a room labeled "FRIENDLY PUPPIES."]

OK, that's it! No more Mr. Nice Trickster! EVERYBODY PUT A POPUL- -OM YOUR TEAM IN A BOX.

Who: >8)
Where: The Arena
When: Day 129, late morning
What: >8)

[Today, he has the Arena decked out like an ancient and dooooom-y temple... made entirely out of foam]

Goooood morning, Blanks! Did you miss me? Are you happy to see me? I think we're just going to have to do this again.

And again.

And AgAIn.

AND AGAIN.

Until we get it right! ♥

((Feel free to assume that you and your partner team have already seen the doodles in your notebooks.

Mingle

Lacanis
Hydracula
Bunnycorn
Pygnus
Delpavo
Cepheon))

Who: Whoever
Where: Hydracula area
When: Day 128, evening
What:

[tentatively, ooooh-so-cautiously, a Blank is moving away from her dorm, team notebook in hand]

Helloooo... any oversized insects out heeere?

Who: Delphinus and friends!
Where: Delpavo area
When: Day 129, early morning
What: DECOMAINGS

[a series of mysterious sounds can be heard this morning at the Delphinus dorms, they go something like this:

THUD

THUD

THUD THUD THUD THUD

THUD

and then:]

Fuck, owwwwwww. Who put those stairs there?

Who: a Pyxis and a Monoceros + others
Where: near the lake
When: Day 128, late evening
What:

[two very bedraggled blanks are making their way around the lake shore from the waterfall area. both appear to be exhausted and drenched as they stumble towards their dorms]

Who: Kururu, anyone else in the area
Where: Route all along past Hydracula/Lacanis
When: Day 128, late noon/early evening
What: 8)

* THERE IS A GIANT ANT SCURRYING PAST WITH A PAVO BETWEEN ITS JAWS *

* WHAT DO YOU DO *

Who: Canis, any visitors
Where: Canis dorms
When: Day 128, evening
What: Recovering and aftermath

*if anyone happens to drop by the Canis dorms this evening, they'd be in for a pretty glum sight, what with half the team still suffering the effects of paying for a resurrection and the team as a whole collectively exhausted. Still, a noble if somewhat feeble effort at pulling together a meal seems to be in the works, at least*

Who: Anyone
Where: Northwestern lakeside & tunnels
When: Day 128, noonish
What: MINIQUESTIN'! i.e. harvesting samples of pretty much everything

Big pink flowers, little purple flowers, red flowers . . . did I get one with the red flowers?

Who: Ikki and Aeon
Where: Outside of Ophi
When: Day 128, afternoon
What: Following up on the last memory he took.

[there is a Pyxis ringin' Ophi's doorbell, after having a staredown with it for a good ten minutes]

I can't believe they actually have a doorbell . . .

Who: Hydracula and visitors
Where: THE ANGERDOME
When: Day 128, noon-ish
What: Return of the Do Not Shank List


DO NOT SHANK

Scowl	Spiky	Fang	Blade	RAINbow	Pyre
TENTH! Lacerta Jim Red Feathers River RIVER RIVER AND WISH	Michiko Wish	Ikki Feathers Dove Carly Kohaku Ikki Pyxis	Lord Silver	The Puppy The hot vampire	Amethyst too I guess

[It's a brand new list on the wall: fresh clean paper and still-drying ink.

... And someone's already crossed off River.]

Who: Poppy, Mitani, anyone
Where: Lake
When: Day 128, late morning
What: Getting food to feed the team

[Canis tiny and Canis wolf are at the lake today. Trying to catch pederpes and gather food to feed the rest of the team. They look pretty tired.

Will you talk to them or avoid them?]

Who: Cygnus, whoever
Where: Cygnus dorms
When: Day 128, late morning?
What: New arrivals

[Two people step out of their rooms in new, freshly-hatched Blanks fashion. One looks like a teenager, the other is wow so tall.]

Who: Zero + whoever
Where: Heading for the caves
When: Day 128, early morning
What: "Hunting"

[Angry Delphinus is storming out of the dorms, unusually armed with a blade strapped to his belt and a fairly large gun in his right hand. He's heading for the caves.]

Who: Anyone!
Where: Secret cave!
When: Day 128, late morning
What: Quieeeet.

[there is a tiny in white huddled in the secret cave this morning, reading what looks like his team's journal. Well, attempting to. Hangovers are fun that way]

Nngh, thinking hurts . . .

Who: Wolf, Ophi
Where: Common room in Ophi
When: Day 128, morning
What: dehiatus?


*Ophi's puppy is sprawled across the foosball table in a way that can't possibly be comfortable, smelling of alcohol and dog. He appears to be passed-out-drunk, though he must have been there for a while because he's stirring a little*

*...oh, and there's a frisbee in his mouth. Dare you to take it from him*