seasonality ✦ week 5, thursday 👻

[commandertoolbelt]

[ on thursday morning, there are strange signs (except... they’re all misspelled? who did this?) pointing everyone in the direction of winter dorm. follow, and you’ll find that they lead not to the dorm itself (whose doors remain closed and locked), but around the corner of the dorm, where a nice little shack awaits.

it looks quite normal, if you ignore the torn curtains in the windows, and the way the lights flicker from inside. and there’s an odd lack of… well, anyone, as guests approach - though you may see movement out of the corner of your eyes - was there something there? you must have imagined it, because you’re definitely hearing things. the door to the shack gives a loud creak as it opens, all on its own, fog spilling out to pool around your feet. the dim lights within illuminate a nearby sign that reads:

enter if you dare.

(it's not a culture festival without a haunted house! if you’ve ever wanted to be jumpscared by all of winter dorm, now’s your chance!) ]

Comments

[katzepaw]

If you are strong of heart, then perhaps you will be able to endure what you see in there and come out the other side.

[He shakes his head.]

. . . I have done what I can here. I have warned you. It is out of my hands now.

[modissty]

[THIS IS SO SOLEMN. He peers into the depths of the rat shack......]

I will certainly not hold anything that happens against you. Thank you for the warning, ah-- [A BEAT.] ...Are you still going by your name?

[He needs to KNOW how immersed in these roles Winter is.]

[katzepaw]

You may call me. . . Dracaleb.

[steelo]

[ there's a dramatic organ riff and the sound of thunder that seems to come from inside the house when caleb says "dracaleb"]

[modissty]

[LOOKING STARTLED HELLO dramatic flair 10/10, timing impeccable.]

[modissty]

Dracaleb...-san.

[A nod. Yes, a good fine name for a-- whatever Caleb is supposed to be.]

Please accept my thanks for doing such a thorough job at warning of the dangers within.