antumbrac | WEEK 6

WEEK 6

Five weeks. It's been five weeks, and twenty-seven has now dwindled down to eleven. And while only two passed this week, this trial may have been the most devastating in its own way, as threads of patience frayed and fragments of trust fractured. Nevertheless, if The Lady is to be believed, that may very well have been the final set of sacrifices that she was waiting for, so perhaps the end is in sight.

Of course, the fact that everyone is still stuck in Krakow means that it's not over yet, and who even knows what's happening over in the Twilight?

And so, some more changes are in store for this week, even if it may not be the same ones that you've gotten used to. For one thing, the fog stays put and no new areas of the city are revealed under the light of the lampposts. Secondly, The Lady is nowhere to be found in the city, with her bookstore office vacated and abandoned with nary a trace as to where she went. And third, the clock tower will no longer operate, which-- well. Actually that's not new at all, but it certainly may make it difficult to keep up with the facade of passing days. At least the moon still serves as a reminder of that, gibbous phase waxing into something fuller over the course of the week even if the color looks a bit off.

It may not be a fresh new start, but it's not time to give up yet, is it? After all, you are all Survivors.

[[Welcome to Week 6! Note that there are no new locations this week, but feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. As alluded above, The Lady will be unavailable, while Rembrandt will still be around on Monday and Tuesday before disappearing for the rest of the week.]]

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[A new week. What kind of horrors will it bring?

Ah, there comes one. It's the Lady with her megaphone, as usual. There seems to be some sort of steel plating on her shoulder and leg where Ango shot her, covering more than necessary on those areas, making her look like she started to convert herself into a cyborg...shoulder-first? Knowing her, it can't be just plating. Frankly those look like putting them on would be even more painful than getting shot.

Looks like other people aren't the only ones she's willing to perform modifications on. Yet she doesn't seem to care. She faces everyone, vibrating with a barely repressed excitement]

Good news, everyone! I have decided to put an end to this farce! I got bored with it.

[She lets out a brief giggle of joy]

These were fun times, but that was enough. You all can do whatever you want. I will come to get you all when it's all over, alright? So sit tight and just wait for a few days longer, and then...! [She tilts her head, laying a hand on her face] ...if you all behave I will let you go home. So be good, darlings, be good!

Ahahahaha-HA!

[If it's making her happy, it can't be good, that's for sure. Doom is coming. With that demented grin that has been coming more and more often nowadays, she leaves]

[ Well, good that it's coming to an end, but.... Mikami grits his teeth. ]

I cannot wait until she's deleted from this world once and for all.

[ That sure is a whole bag of crazy the Lady's working with, huh? He can't even bring himself to be surprised anymore, not after what she let slip during the trial. ]

There she goes... Here's hoping whatever she has in store for us is better than her plans for Dist.

WEEK 6

A LITTLE SOMETHING

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