Fourth.

[trustmods]

The week has been relatively quiet after the utter debacle that was the previous weekend's trial; access to the fourth floor has generally ensured that no one has any excuse to not keep themselves entertained in one way or another, whether by way of games or by way of copious amounts of alcohol. Of course, that doesn't change the fact that this week's incentive came with a three-day limit this time – something that doesn't seem too geared toward discouraging the pattern that Fridays have fallen into around here. Thankfully, however, there are once again no bodies in the ballroom; it seems everyone has learned a lesson and decided to leave that place alone for the time being. But anybody heading upstairs beyond a certain point is going to have an...interesting time, let's put it that way. >Explore?

Comments

[mortyfied]

U-um... [Is all Morty has to say about that because that's a lil' awkward.

Hey, he'll move out of the way though so Hibiki can see for herself at least.]

[nankurunaisa]

[Huh?

There, on the table...that's...another dead body, isn't it?]

N-no...not Sol, too! What's...why...?! Why is Sol dead, too?!

[Hibiki feels like she's going to be sick, Morty.]

[mortyfied]

Sh-she's not dead! [JEEZ HIBIKI LISTEN TO WEISS]

She's j-just unconscious... [Believe me if she were dead, he'd be a mess right about now]

[nankurunaisa]

[WEISS' REPLY WASN'T THERE WHILE I WAS TYPING

You can't gang up on me like that??? Rude.]

[mortyfied]

[WELL TOO BAD im gonna gain up on you whether you like it or not because im a jerk]