week 3

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WEEK 3

Another week gone and it's still Christmas! Or is it? The paint on the walls is beginning to crack and fade, with especially large chunks in character's bedrooms revealing scratched words like "cantgetoutcantgetout" and "god help me i just want to go home i miss my home i miss my mother i miss" etc. Yikes! The locations page might be updated throughout the week as characters discover more. Seems like now's the perfect time to investigate and hope you'll get closer to finding out what's going on here. There's always more places to look and more things to find!

As a reminder that this week's activity check is now live! And as usual, it's never a bad time to submit threads for regains! Have you been naughty or nice? Naughty children still get presents too, don't worry. And if you'd like to check-in on Thursday night, you always can! You never know what fun you might run into.

So go exploring, find something new and pay no mind to the creepy writing on the walls. We're sure everything will be fine! After all, nothing ever goes wrong on Christmas, right?

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Comments

[transparentanswer]

But he didn't.

There was another way I could have handled things. There must have been.

[toneless, he mumbles from the inside of his arms.]

[acherontiastyx]

[...it's hard not to feel like kind of a hypocrite talking about it like this given how he feels about losing, but.]

Nah, I don't think what you were doing was wrong. He should've given you the friggin' knife.

[transparentanswer]

[It doesn't mean much. It should, but it doesn't.]

Thanks, Guzma.

[He doesn't really sound sincere.]

I could've destroyed the knife the night before, but I didn't. I should've destroyed all the knives.

[acherontiastyx]

There have been knives floating around outside of where they should be since about day one, dude. Don't put this all on yourself.

[transparentanswer]

I know. I...I know...

[He digs a hand into his hair.]

I just...have to live with it. I have to live with it forever and it's...I don't know if I can.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah, it's gonna suck. But you can't give up on all this.

[He crosses his arms.]

Don't get down. Get angry. Otherwise, you're giving this crappy place exactly what it wants.

[transparentanswer]

...Right.

I can't have a worthless future if I die here. I don't want to see anyone else get killed, especially not because of me, or because of my inaction.


. . .

It hurts. Overwhelming. I try not to direct it at myself, but it doesn't work. I just keep...replaying it in my head. I need to live with that, but...

[He sinks back into his arms.]

I don't think my mind knows how to feel what I'm feeling, right now.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah, brains suck like that, I guess. Honestly, this whole thing's messed up beyond belief because we're in a friggin' cursed house trying to wage psychological warfare on us, so it's probably gonna get worse before it's gonna get better.