WEEK 5

[monoguests]

WEEK 5

[In a move that nobody could've seen coming, three students have died. Ashley Blair, Yomiel Schrodinger and Clair Tarasque have all been slain by traps worthy of Professor Ratigan himself., leaving a grim curtain of despair washed over the camp.

As usual, the campers have been left with a golden key to take them to the next world. The Lethal Lava Land - don't burn yourself out there.

This is the final stretch, Smashers. The date is October 26th, and Halloween draws ever closer. But don't expect things to get easy from here. In fact, things are about to getway   crazier. ]

Students remaining: 8


[ooc: Due to the close proximity of the endgame, we have decided to end the Weekly Check-In. However,  despite this, we still highly encourage you to stay active and ensure that your character has a constant presence.

This will be the last week characters will be able to investigate the camp. Due to this, the last world's area is rather sparse. We absolutely encourage you to hit up any previous worlds, if possible.]

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MONDAY

[monoguests]

[The sun is out and is especially sunny today - a stark contrast to the despair that happened over te weekend. It's accentuated by the harsh-sounding soundtrack.

Monobear’s daily special is a tray of edible chocolate gears. It's like some kind of weird steampunk thing, right?]

TUESDAY

[monoguests]

WEDNESDAY

[monoguests]

[A very deep fog rolls in today, in all but the new world, which has taken this as a sign that things should be EVEN HOTTER AND SUNNIER. The soundtrack is at least relatively tolerable today.

Monobear’s daily special is contained under a set of boxes. When one lifts up the box, they'll find one of the ghost cookies from last week - randomly either intact or broken in half. Wow. That's. Not subtle at all.]

THURSDAY

[monoguests]

[This is weird. The camp today has been cast into an eternal night. There is no sun, and the stars are twinkling brightly. It's almost beautiful. The music today will make some think of taking a very long, but ominous journey. As though something bad is up ahead....but it can be conquered.

Monobear’s daily special is a lovely Witch's Brew. Despite the name, it actually tastes rather delicious. Not too bad.]

MOTIVE: Shadow Bugged

[despairection]

[Tuesday Morning's Announcement sounds even more hyped-up than usual. It's almost as if Monobear has become even more impatient to see somebody die after the carnage of the weekend, and it shows, when he's there with a trademark slasher smile when the campers arrive.

His grin widens, and he motions towards the large screen mounted on the wall. The camper's loved ones, still strung up under the moon, flail helplessly and uselessly underneath the giant object. Monobear snaps his fingers, and suddenly, they all EXPLODE.

...But, wait. That's not blood. That's no gore. It's some sort of...purple substance, which all seems to reform in a puddle underneath where those loved ones once hung. Swiftly, the substance begins to...move. It's almost made up of hundreds of purple balls, and the campers are not able to get a good look at it before it disappears, but one thing is clear: they have been duped about their loved ones.

Suddenly, the screen changes. It's the Trophy Garden down in the Hiking Trail. 7 trophies stand there, each mockingly depicting a moment of death.

The purple substance appears, and suddenly, each of the trophies is COVERED in the stuff. It's only seconds later when the blobs come off and begin to reform on the ground that Monobear's game becomes clear. The blobs slowly begin to rise up into familiar-yet terrifying shapes, and eventually, become fully-formed. Though they have a constant purple tint, a purple aura, and glowing yellow eyes...it's obvious who they are.

The Shadow Bugs have become the 7 students lost to Monobear's deadly game.]

Do you see what you bastards make me do? Maybe if you had started killing more often, this wouldn't be happening! These lovely little Shadow Bugs have taken on the role of your little friends, and are going to be bringing about havoc for the rest of the week, unless you finally get up off your sorry loser butts and KILL SOMEONE!

[There's a cackle. It's unhinged, almost to the point of being worrying, and Monobear is sucked into the trap door.]

(OOC: FOR THE REST OF THIS WEEK ONLY, YOUR CHARACTERS WILL BE TAGGED BY SHADOW BUG VERSIONS OF THE LOST STUDENTS. These deadly beings are capable of a great deal of things - most notably shapeshifting, and are 100% there to terrorize you. They ignore all school rules, and will often be found breaking camp property and are capable of making their way inside students' cabins. They will not vanish until there has been a murder.

If you would like one of your top-levels or comments to NOT be tagged by shadowbugs, please note so in the specific top-level. This is more there for private threads and whatnot, as we really want everyone to take part in this, so use it with discretion.)

[sunflowerfields]

A- Mess Hall

[MONOBEAR CAN U NOT. Hinawa's replacement special is yummy shepherd's pie.]

B- Library

[Still with no leads on the mysterious notebook, Hinawa tucks it under her arm and heads for the library to look for any more clues as to its owner. She ducks to avoid another flying bat-book as she enters.]

C- Gallery

[And, since she hasn't visited it yet, Hinawa decides to check out the gallery and be impressed by all the... wait, a gallery's supposed to have art, right? Why all the empty pedestals? Weird.]

[fitnessenthusiast]

[The Trainer doesn't seem to have left her cabin since the trial. She didn't come to the mess hall. She didn't visit her usual training spots. The only suggestion that she's done anything is that her Mr. Saturn is sitting outside the cabin.

Not like it matters.]

[monoguests]

[The most obvious art piece she'll see is a gold statue of an overweight mustachioed man, whose mustache has been cut into a W. In fact, it's one of the only art pieces she'll see.]

[sunflowerfields]

[Even a country bumpkin like her can tell this statue is tacky as hell. But, seeing as there's not much here, she's going to walk around it slowly to examine it from all sides.]

News day!

[superstylishschism]

A) Mess Hall, Early Morning

[Early risers might notice something...odd. A table has been moved from the mess hall and set up with a drape, purple lined with a shade of pink friends of a certain squid should recognize, and a pair of speakers have been set up next to it. If you're curious, maybe you should ask the devil currently testing the equipment?]

B) Mess Hall, Mid-Morning

[As those less inclined to run for breakfast as soon as the mess hall opens trundle in, the sound of muffled tapping blares from the speakers by Alastor's makeshift stage. The demon himself is standing in the middle of it, holding a microphone, and looks like he has something to say. Adn the speakers will make sure everyone hears it.]

We missed news day last week, but that's alright, because I've got a special message for everyone left. I know, that's not as many as we'd hoped, but that doesn't mean it's time to give up.

No, what it means is, it's time to stop waiting around for the bear to make a mistake. It's time to stop wandering around and acting like a bunch of people instead of like a group. It's time for us to come together as a team, regardless of what you think you can...or can't...contribute. Whether it's taking an active role or just keeping morale up and making sure we don't burn ourselves out, every single person here has a role they can play.

After this weekend's horror show, there's a new area available. It's sparse, mostly lava. Luckily, it's not as hot as you would think...and if you're injured, I'd suggest braving it anyway. We finally have some decent medical supplies, after the bear's done his best to keep us without them.

Not that we should let this stop us from looking through previous areas. I'm sure there's things we haven't discovered yet, things that could help us. I know I, for one, plan on turning this entire camp upside down this week, along with anyone who wants to help me.

We don't know what the bear has in store for us tomorrow, but I hope we all learned from Yomiel's mistake that the worst thing we can do is think that we're alone. So everyone, get to know any of your fellow campers you aren't familiar with yet, and remember...stay fresh!

[superstylishschism]

[During Alastor's usual visit to the fitness center, he notices something very off. Something missing. So, later in the morning, Wiitney will hear a knock on her cabin door.]

[fitnessenthusiast]

[No answer.]

[superstylishschism]

Wiitney, come on. I know you're in there.

[Where else would she be, if not training?]

[fitnessenthusiast]

[There's a brief shuffling sound, but that's about it.]

[superstylishschism]

...I'm sure Clair's team would like to see you.

[fitnessenthusiast]

[There's a long silence.]

I don't think so.

[superstylishschism]

Why? They're pretty upset about losing her. I bet they'd like to check up on other people who were hurt by it, too.

[fitnessenthusiast]

Wuhu Island Resort offers day care centers for all pets visiting our facilities.

[superstylishschism]

Wiitney.

[Sigh.]

You know this isn't just about them. It's about you. I know you and Clair were close.

[fitnessenthusiast]

Wuhu Island Resort mandates that a professional distance be kept between all employees and customers.

[monoguests]

[...Huh, well it looks like there might be something underneath the statue. On closer inspection, it appears to be some sort of...trapdoor?]

[superstylishschism]

But you know this isn't the resort, either. And hiding in there won't help you get back to it, it'll just worry people.

It's strange not seeing you there for my morning exercise.

[fitnessenthusiast]

[She's quiet for another few seconds.]

Classes are cancelled right now.

[sunflowerfields]

[O RLY. How heavy is this statue, anyway? Could she perhaps shove it out of the way with enough force? 'Cause she's gonna try.]

[superstylishschism]

You sure? Exercising every day improves mood, you know.