Sabra La Tau

Who: ACROSS (& Cepheus I guess too if they want to bring us tea or something)
Where: The ACROSS base (read: Il Palazzo's bedroom)
When: Day 161, evening
What: REPORT!!

[Lucky has been talking for a long time]

[A very long time]

[It seems like this story might be about a fish but who even knows man]

—and allow me to conclude my report by apologizing for my exceedingly long absence and Elgala's exceedingly longer absence!

Who: All regular Blanks
Where: In your dorms
When: Day 155 and 156
What:

[It doesn't really happen all at once, or to every dorm at the same time. But over these two days, you might spy a tiny spider slipping under the door. It is soon followed by several others, skittering along the floor, up the common room table and small cocoons of webbing are industriously opened. Almost as quickly and efficiently they scatter, vanishing.

If you missed this event... then perhaps you simply looked over and saw six small memory berries and the traces of webbing around them, fine threads catching the torchlight.]

((OOC: Two things! FIRST! Start your dorm's threads with [Your Team Name] for the sake of organization. SECOND. When you take your memories, ping Nishi with a thread link.))

Who: whoever
Where: Outside Cepheus
When: Day 151, afternoon
What: Working on MAKING PAPER

[is mashing pieces of wood bits into a paste with some water in a bowl]

Ah, this part is so time consuming...

Who: Cepheus
Where: Cepheus dorms
When: Day 150, late evening
What:

[Little sister is coming back from the current round of the game thoroughly soaked and sporting a few odd suction-cup shaped marks. And full of questions.

Though she at least has the sense to check behind her to be sure Silver hasn't secretly followed her back too quickly before asking the first of them.]

. . . Is Silver dangerous?

Who: Whoever, man
Where: Hydracula
When: Day 150, late evening
What:

[STOMPING AROUND LIKE A MAIDASAURUS REX]

...bacon. GIVE BACON!

[The arena is oddly quiet, as Messenger seems to be missing for the moment. The poll remains, and I'm sure you're all clever enough to figure out what happened.]

Poll #5427
Open to: All, results viewable to: None

Choose wisely. It may be your last.

[In light of Messenger's absence, there is a small drop box with a screen, and a pad of paper and pencil off to the side. There is a sign next to the box: Yes or No QUESTIONS only.]

Who: Cepheus, Lucky
Where: Cepheus
When: Day 149, morning, earlier than anyone wanted to be woken up by a screaming Lucky in a leather maid outfit
What:

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH, WHY WON'T HE WAKE UP!?

Who: Anyone
Where: Outside of the angerdome
When: Day 148, noon
What:

[Scattered around the roof of Hydra are several crude tools made of bone, leather and stone and a few papers with rather technical designs on it. Claude's handiwork, for any staring at them, might be recognizable and lays largely untouched, however, in the margins, on the back, on several adjoining sheets are designs on implementing THOSE plans. Equations, materials, notes on experiments and results... all scattered throughout the pages in several handwritings and more than one language.

This obviously hasn't been an overnight project, nor anywhere near completed either...

However, what may have grabbed your attention is the groan of wood as they crank back the catapult for another test.]

... That might be the limit.. adjust the tension or just wait until we can really mess with the angle?

Who: Lucky + Cepheus
Where: Cepheus
When: Day 100, evening
What:

[Excel - still looking a little bit TASED around the edges - has been having a bad day. Surely a visit to Lord Il Palazzo will help her morale! Especially if she brings him enough stuff to get tased all over again!]

Hellloooo...

I brought fiiiisshhh...

Who: Lord Il Palazzo & Excel
Where: Lord Il Palazzo's esteemed quarters
When: Day 99 late afternoon, while all those other chumps are surfing
What: Uwaaah Lord Il Palazzo sodreamy

I've finished all the laundry and put it up to dry, my lord~!

Who: Cepheus, Lepus, etc
Where: Their dorm zone
When: Day 94, all day
What: ROUND 4 FUNTIMES etc.

Who: Cepheus
Where: Cepheus dorms
When: Day 93, morning to noon
What: Internal team shenanigans

* two bros are in their recently CLAMPstroke'd tiny's room to check on him. SURELY NOTHING COULD GO WRONG *

Who: Ophiuchus and YOU
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 91, late morning/early afternoon
What: Fullfiling duties.

[really, we're just following orders]


(OOC: CATCH-ALL FOR OPHIUCHUS STUFF. Once you've discussed plans here please feel free to use this post to play it out ICly if you want ♥]

Who: Cepheus
Where: Cepheus' Dorms
When: Day 90, morning
What: Intro!

[a new guy is wandering out of one of the bedrooms at Cepheus, looking both confused and pissed off]

Who: Watanuki and Syaoran + anyone
Where: On the way to (and at) Cepheus' dorms
When: Day 90, morning.
What: Bad dreams = breakfast. :(

[Lacerta might notice that Buttercup is up extra early this morning. He finishes up making breakfast -- leaves one pot of cinnamon grain-porridge out for his team -- and then leaves the dorm with the other pot in hand, heading towards Cepheus. He's unnaturally quiet this morning.

Knock knock.]

Who: ACROSS ONLY!!
Where: LORD IL PALAZZO'S PRIVATE STRONGHOLD!! aka his room
When: Day 86, evening
What: PRAISE THE LORD

Sir! Excel (and Elgala, whom I somewhat-fortuitously met on the way), reporting in!

Who: Everyone.
Where: The arena.
When: Day 85, night.
What:

[a clear harp tone resounds throughout the blocks. in the arena, sits a judge, and all your missing people. she holds a net in her hands, teeming with...something. it's very hard to look at what it is, exactly. your eyes will not focus on what it is. if you were infected, you now feel normal, however.]

We are done here. The infected have won. As for the consequences, we will revisit that another time. I trust you have learned something in your time with me.

[Memories. Unlocked posts. Writeup coming sometime.]

Who: Those in Veiled's game.
Where: Veiled's realm.
When: Day xx+1, ?????.
What: Night two.

[it is getting dark again. and now, there room has rearanged itself into two piles of cushions: one for Cepheus and one for Canis.]

You have chosen Cepheus and Canis. Inform the blank when you have made your choice. I trust you remember the rules at this point.

[now, VOTE. Cepheus is here: Canis is here, judge should you need her is here. alternately, because the judge needs to go home, email--cookiepirate at gmail.com]

Who: Those in Veiled's game.
Where: ?????
When: Day xx+1, ?????.
What: Day two.

[the lights flicker and fade as the last vote is cast, and when you can see again, Vulpecula is gone from your number, and Chaz is sitting in front of the cushions in front of the throne alone. a board is behind him to tally the votes.]

So, we continue. A real clue will be going out today.

[Vote. Judge questions go here. --Veiled out until ousting, questions/etc email to cookiepirate at gmail.]

Who: Those in Veiled's game.
Where: ????
When: Day xx, ???
What:

Though some of you may not want or be capable of sleep--somehow, last night, you arranged yourself upon your beds, made yourselves comfortable, and eventually, slipped off into sleep. In your last few moments of consciousness, you felt like you might have heard the faint sound of a harp...

...when you wake, there is a feeling as if you have gone on a great journey. You are no longer in your unit room. Instead, you are in a tent made of gauze and tapestries, as far as the eye can see. Each unit wakes in their own room. Each room is on a hallway with a few empty rooms in it. The halls all lead to one place: something that looks very much like the arena. In the middle, there is a large brazier that holds several pieces of incense, several cushions, and three more people. And, of course, the Judge on the throne, who holds a harp in her lap.

"Be seated, Blanks."

[Your team post is on the Judges journal. Signup here, IC rules explanation here, day one voting here. Assume that your character heard the explanation of the rules as necessary.

SMALL CLARIFICATION ON VOTING here.

Veiled now out until ousting: email as necessary at cookiepirate at gmail. Don't forget to vote.]