Zenith : In Character → Threads, Logs, Events

Who: Juno & Marco
When: After the concussion, but before the nonsense on the network
Where: Marco's room

( Just being )

Who: Gemma and Erran
Where: The beach
When: Sunset-ish

( You need to develop some chill right fucking now. )

Who: Lennon, Tobias, Chase and Kiley
Where: the guesthouse
When: evening

( relaxing )

Who: Oliver and Owen
When: Early morning
Where: The path between the house and the beach

( Run, O-boys, run )

Who: Gemma and Erran
When: Late morning (11am-ish)
Where: Their room
Warnings: Small TW for mention of a sexual assault and suicide.

( Not completely implausible. )

Who: Lennon [narrative]
Where: the lounge
When: around 10 a.m.
Warnings: dream dude sex?

( Jim would say he needed Jesus )

Who: Kiley and Lennon
When: Afternoon
Where: The kitchen

( kiley vs. cake. round one )

Who: Tobias and Chase (Oliver cameo!)
When: Early afternoon
Where: The pool

( fluffy )

Who: Marco & Juno (and later Cecilia)
When: Morning
Where: Marco’s room

( And then this happened. )

Who: Daphne and OPEN! Multiples okay
When: Sunrise
Where: the beach

( Good morning )

Day 37.

Weather: No changes in paradise. 88°F during daylight hours, low 70s after sunset.

Events: The cable cars remain running, and the path to the beach remains open. The lights eventually shut off on their own around dawn, but the party decorations never come down. The party can last all night long and into the day, if there’s enough people there to keep it going!

Anyone waiting to see if TPTB have anything to say about when they’re going back to Mount Zenith, don’t hold your breath. There’s no correspondence today, no check-ins or instructions, no nothing.

Well, that’s not entirely true, actually. There is something. Absolutely everyone, whether they went back to the villa or slept on the beach in the cabanas or hammocks, will find they have extremely vivid dreams whenever they sleep. Even individuals that don’t ordinarily remember their dreams will experience something. It’s not necessarily a bad thing; they might be pleasant, wonderful dreams! But everyone will have (and remember) at least one dream. Good times.