WEEK 3

[pleasureislanders]

[When you wake up the following morning, the doors to the Adventurers Club are open. It only took you a horrible murder to get into the outside of the club, but finally you get some fresh air! Now that you’re outside, the gentle seaside feeling of the island seems to almost instantly soothe any anxieties you had about the previous days. And when night arrives, the island comes alive with music and lights and the island parties until dawn.

One odd thing everyone will notice, however, is that instead of humans or animals inhabiting the island, it seems to be entirely populated by sentient mannequins. They seem friendly enough, but they’re definitely creepy to look at for longer than a few minutes.

However it seems only a portion of the island is available right now. As you make your way deeper into the island, are large, impassable construction walls blocking your way. With cute little “pardon our pixie dust” signs! If you peer from the windows of the Adventurers Club, you might be able to spot the ocean....

Enjoy the sunshine and warm breeze if you can. Despite the new scenery, you're still not any closer to getting home than you were last week.]

[ SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY ]
[ LOCATIONS | REGAINS | BIOS ]
[As a reminder, please submit your Week 2 activity check before July 8th, 1 PM EST! Dead characters just have to check in.]

Comments

SUNDAY

[pleasureislanders]

investigation

[primafacie]

[Sugarplum doesn't exactly - she's not human, she doesn't necessarily need to sleep in the same way the others here do. She slept anyway, though, after that uh. After all that!

The moral is that she's one of the first people up and she can't say for what reason she tries the doors leading outside as she passes, but to her delight they open and let her out. She ends up in the movie theater first, because it advertises food and that warrants investigation. Is there some sort of usable kitchen here? That's what she wants to know. She's tired of the terrible cooking accommodations in the salon. How many people have to die before she gets a real kitchen?

Then she peruses the island depot. The idea of paying for things is a foreign concept to her anyway, so she just takes what she wants and heads back to her room. Feel free to join in her thievery or, y'know. Try and tell her it's bad.

Notably, Sugarplum is completely unfazed by the sentient mannequins and can even be found attempting to talk with them.]

mannequins

[halloteen]

... They don't seem much for conversation. [she's been kinda avoiding them because they remind her of the gray spell and she does not like the gray spell.]

[primafacie]

Yes, I had noticed that but I only thought it polite. After all, they're still alive, in a way.

[Also she misses her subjects. If this is the closest she's getting, then she's going to take advantage of it.]

[halloteen]

There's a lot more beings trapped here than just us. [frowns] How long has this place been here? It feels too... permanent for it to just be for us.

[primafacie]

I don't know, but I suspect it might be a little bit like where I come from. That is, someplace aside from the "regular" world or between them.

[She thinks they're in a pocket dimension, basically.]

[halloteen]

If it is, I could just make a portal... [she raises her hands, then lowers them again.] I guess that would be too easy.

Humans had to have lived here, at some point. There's just too many things that these mannequins clearly don't know how to use. It's like they're just playing.

[halloteen]

[y'know objectively a pit full of any animal is pretty sad. but especially if it's a large animal, like lions, or tigers, or walruses. so when Marnie sees a pit of walruses on her exploration of the island, her first thought is, "are they remembering to feed them?"

she's not a walrus doctor. she doesn't know what walrusi eat. so, she spends a bit of time at the depot, browsing through snack foods with a furrowed brow. eventually, she finds her way to the walrus pit, where she sits near the edge, peering in. every once in a while, she tosses a handful of cheese puffs to them.]

the walrus pit

[bottlerockets]

[There's also someone else here seeing the walrus...

... and trying to communicate with them, waving his hand and calling out to them.]

Hey! Do you, uh, guys know how to get off the island? Or know who is in charge of everything here? ... Hello?

[... He's not having any luck getting answers here and honestly, he probably just looks like an appetizing meal to them than a conversation partner...]

[halloteen]

You know that talking animals are usually the exception to the rule, right? [cheese puff for marnie, cheese puff for walrus, two cheese puff for marnie--]

hey mods

[bottlerockets]

[Chicken Little frowns at those words.]

Not where I'm from. In fact, humans I knew of before only exist in movies, back home.

[And then Chicken Little's frown deepens further as he tilts his head here, straining as if he's listening to something coming from the walrus pit.]

And also... I think the walrus actually are saying something now, hold on...

[Just for clarity sake, what exactly are the walrus saying, or is it just straight up weird noises.]

[pleasureislanders]

[They say “ clock dog lettuce when the wind sips from the if not in out”

Have fun telling that to Marnie.]

[goldiloxy]

[Foxy wakes up feeling...even stranger than last night. When she emerges, she's still wearing her lipstick, but no eyeshadow or wig. Her normal hair's still done up in curls, but she isn't skipping as much as she makes her way downstairs.

She ends up at the Island Depot first, trying to talk to the cashier.]

None of us really have any money, so maybe we could trade something else? Hello? Hello? [After a bit of waving her paw in front of their "face," she ends up shrugging, before grabbing a mix of candy and basic hygiene products and trotting out.

[Later on, she can be found at the walrus pit, staring curiously down at them.]

Hey, are you guys trapped here too? Do you know who brought you here? Can you tell us anything???

[And finally she can be found on the beach, stepping hesitantly onto the sand with one paw before hiking up her skirts and skipping across the beach, kicking up bits of sand as she goes.]

Island Depot

[madmadam]

A little petty thievery never hurt anyone, I say!

[She's got armfuls of potato chips.]

[goldiloxy]

[She actually giggles a bit.] It's not even the good stuff, so there's no reason to make it so expensive! And the cashier didn't care, so why should I~?

[madmadam]

[Oh she likes you, creepy little girl.]

Now that's the spirit! Why, it's only fair if they're going to overcharge!

[goldiloxy]

And it was so ~easy~ too! They don't even have any alarms!

walrus

[bottlerockets]

[Hey Foxy, would you like Chicken Little for company as we quietly look on in horror at what has become of some fellow animals here.]

Have you had any luck talking to them? I tried earlier, but they kept talking about lettuce for some reason.

[goldiloxy]

[She tilts her head, ears twitching, then shakes her head back and forth.] They're not answering my questions either...did you give them any lettuce?

[bottlerockets]

I did, but... it didn't seem to help. They went back to talking gibberish after they ate it.

[goldiloxy]

Oh... [She tilts her head.] I guess it's probably still good to get them something to eat? I can't see anywhere to get food down there at all!

Beach

[prodigalhairess]

Hey! Having fun?

[Rapunzel isn't skipping around the beach, but she certainly seems to be enjoying herself just the same; she's gotten a blanket from the depot to spread out under her, and she's digging her feet in the warm sand. So relaxing....]

cw: gender essentialism

[goldiloxy]

I am! Girls shouldn't get dirty...but it's just a little sand! And it does feel nice~

[prodigalhairess]

Aww, a little dirt or sand never hurt anyone! As long as you're having fun, it's okay!

[... Okay, seriously, let's just. Address the ten ton elephant in the room.]

Hey... can I ask you something?

[goldiloxy]

Yes? What is it? [She comes to a stop by where Rapunzel's sitting, still holding up her skirts slightly.]