WEEK 3

[whimsicalism]

All three deaths last were tragic in their own ways. Was trust so fragile in that castle that a simple misunderstanding could end in blood? It seemed to be the case. The trial proved that without a doubt. Surely no one else would make that mistake again. As another week begins the tea cup elevator has granted access to a new area. Maybe the new amusements of a festival will ease your wounded hearts?

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

[It's time for week three! We're almost half-way done with our trip in the castle. Don't forget to submit your memories here and your activity here. Even though, the Queen seems to be a little more steady on her feet you can find her and the other Alice at the audience hall. As always, don't forget to submit your comments for fabulous prizes.]

Comments

[octopups]

[Okay that definitely gets him to look back up at her again.]

Already dead?? How— what does that mean??

[littlebratziska]

[She keeps petting him absently, mostly lost in her own thoughts.]

I don't know.

I think.....

I think maybe this game is what's bringing her back to life. And if that's the case, then maybe all of us will have to host our own games if we want to come back too.

I won't do it, if we do. I'm not going to make other people kill each other just if I get killed, if I'm supposed to in order to come back to life.

[octopups]

[Amdi appreciates the petting, but Franziska can probably feel his nearby forehead tympana buzz a little more intensely as he thinks about her theory.]

Hmm... I'm not sure the math works out on that...

[Seeing as within about 10ish rounds of this, if their group size is typical, then the number of victims would be within a couple orders of magnitude of the number Ravna gave for the population of the whole galaxy. Yes of course he can do those calculations in his heads.]

But... I guess I wouldn't be surprised if something like that were to be true, at this point. There... there has to be a reason, right?