WEEK 6

[whimsicalism]

Only one of your group died last week but the castle feels empty somehow. Whatever your thoughts on Alice were she did seem to curb the Cat's--no, the Storyteller's--impulses somewhat. Even if the Storyteller gave an end date for the game there seems to be a sinister air around the castle now. There's an area for the adventurous, at least?

Still, it likely won't help heal the wounds from last week... though, apparently, the Storyteller has decided to refill the library.

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[Hello to week six, the last normal week before endgame! Don't forget to lose a memory. There's no AC this week! You can find the Storyteller at the audience chamber if you really want. As always you can turn in your threads for fabulous prizes!]

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[strictura]

[ He's a little hesitant about joining her at first, because he's not sure if this is something she's intending to share with people, but... it looks like she's kind of having fun, so eventually he comes in and sits nearby with a mug of hot chocolate. ]

This is that Date you've talked about, right?

[strictura]

Hm... That sounds like a lot of pressure.

[ Who were the rest? Were those his friends, the ones he'd talked about before...? ]

Did you ever make that choice?

[xxxx_me]

Not yet.

[whimsicalism]

[There sure will be!]

[whimsicalism]

[She's unable to go through the mirror, that's true. Though, when she's done trying there is a teenage female voice that isn't familiar to anyone here calling out.]

Hey... am I... pretty enough yet?

[strictura]

[ Well, that's kind of exciting. What other doors will we find here? ]

[whimsicalism]

[Other doors lead to various other small containers in the castle. Such as a doll's cabinet in the city center or even a vending machine's insides in the dining hall? If you want to steal snacks. No place really useful but neat. Most doors don't open and, of course, the large sort of ominous door at the end of the hallway doesn't open.]

[strictura]

[ Well, you know what, he's a nerd, so he's going to write down a key for where each door connects on the back of this drawing as he goes through the hall. ]

[whimsicalism]

[That's very handy to have! Anna was just an art nerd so she didn't really think of that, herself.

When he's finished doing his nerdly duties the observation tower might be a good place to look for blizzards?]

[imozon]

[Ah... hm. That's unexpected. She looks around.]

Huh? Where are you?

[whimsicalism]

I'm here.

[The voice sort of echoes around the hall. Where is it coming from??]

[strictura]

...Well, I guess that's one thing that you can worry less about here.

[strictura]

[ Sure, let's go. ]

[whimsicalism]

[It's a long climb but once he gets to the top of the observation tower...

It's definitely decreased in power since Anna drew the picture but there does seem to be a blizzard in the distance.]

[strictura]

[ It's decreased? Hm.

Is it just in one direction or does it look like it covers the whole area outside of the canyon? ]

[imozon]

Here where?

[She sort of wanders in a random direction.]

[ballooncaged]

That obvious?

[The cocoa and sushi might not go together but that's okay. What matters is that Nagisa is cozy.]

Yeah. I think it's from earlier in the investigation. So it's nice to know just how much they can see.

[strictura]

It's something that already happened before you came here, you mean?

[xxxx_me]

[.............]

Instead, the Storyteller wants us to sacrifice people for other things.

[whimsicalism]

[At one point it might have covered quite a lot, judging by the weird crystal ice it left behind.

For now, it just seems to cover one mountainous area in the distance.]

[whimsicalism]

Here. Over here.

[No matter where she goes, the voice seems to get stronger. One mirror (not Molly's, thank god) seems different. ...Why is it showing a bathroom now.]

[imozon]

[That is different, if only in that it's weird.]

Are you... in the bathroom?

[whimsicalism]

[Well. It doesn't look like a bathroom in the castle, anyway.]

Yes. Hey... come closer, okay? I'm pretty right?

[imozon]

[Like an idiot, Dark Dream will come closer.]

I don't know... I can't see you. Your voice sounds nice, though.

[whimsicalism]

[A slender arm covered in blood reaches out of the mirror. Guess who isn't affected by power nerfing.]

Do I?! Do I sound like a prom queen yet?