Week 5

[grimgrinningghosts]

[...So that was a mess. All of it was a mess, and things don't look to be improving any time soon. With tensions at an all-time high and conditions worsened, it seems pretty safe to say that this whole week promises a great deal of foreboding atmosphere.

But, hey, things aren't entirely bad. Just as Randall promised, you're now able to leave the Manor! 

Just don't stay out there for too long. There's still a lot of you, and you just can't afford to lose numbers.

24 guests remain]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

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[pinkflip]

[ Before the motive announcement, Kim can be found in the casino, cashing in more of those sweet, sweet coins. She's not in a particularly bad mood- in fact, she's trying on a nice dress she got last week that had been...completely overshadowed by receiving her morpher.

The results of today's slots are a mixed bag, as they include another familiar set of clothes, but they also, uh. Well, those sure are two shotguns. ]

...Ew. Ugh, no. [ Along with the food (she isn't touching anything out of the slots after Leia), she sets them aside. Not loaded, thank god, but she'll have to get rid of them.

After the motive announcement... Well, last week was annoying, but Kim quickly finds the upside to it: Those unwanted visitors she could shove and punch. This group? Uh...

She's up in the artists' studio, gathering some paint for something she's drawing - more flowers, apparently they're on her mind a lot - when one of the rather large elephants trundles its way in. Okay, it stays on its side of the room, she stays on hers, fine, she can deal with this...

...until it gets a bit too close. Maybe it's because she's already wandered about outside, but she's a little on-edge and jumpy and, well-

Kim punches the elephant, and her hand goes right through it. Instantly, she knows she made a mistake.

So. Anyone who comes on in to get their creativity on will probably notice her, backed into a corner, eyes wide and unfocused. She'll calm down on her own eventually? But for now, she's...kind of having a bad time.

...Later on, when it's reaching evening, she can be found picking through the medical room cabinets, an air of frustration around her. She's kind of jumpy, so maybe don't sneak up on her, but you can definitely hear her grumbling, about stupid Randall and his stupid elephants. ]

Art Studio

[bestchefinparis]

[Okay, that's not good. Rémy doesn't know what's going on with her, but body language shows she's definitely not having a good time. Still, how to approach? What's going on with her?]

Kim? Kim, you okay?

[pinkflip]

[ She wrenches her eyes shut at the sound of Rémy's voice. ]

Leave me alone!

[ ...That is a definitely nope. ]

[bestchefinparis]

[Okay, how to deal with this...Rémy wants to run away, he does, but he can't just leave a friend there. If he tried to help Freddie, who isn't even that close to him, then he definitely will try to help Kim.

The problem is how to do it]

Kim, it's me, Rémy! I'm not going to hurt you!

[pinkflip]

[ All Kim can do is shake her head. ]

Go away! I know- you're not- [ Her hands go to her head, gripping it tightly. So far, no good. ]

[bestchefinparis]

Yes it's me! At least look at me!

[You never encountered a rat monster in your Power Ranger days, right?

...

...I bet you totally did, those things Power Rangers fought were always so bizarre]

[pinkflip]

[ Yeah no the moment she opens her eyes she is totally seeing one of these unholy disasters. Kim lets out a yelp and then seems to look...above Rémy? Definitely above, and she slides down the wall so she's sitting, head in her hands. Seems what's scaring her so bad isn't quite what she seems him as, but... ]

Please, leave me alone, I'm sorry...

[bestchefinparis]

[Ah, good ol' nineties television. Such a treat.

Apparently trying to get her to look didn't help, because whatever she thinks there's here is bad. Darn it, what to do, what to do...

Retreat. To the other side of the art studio, as far away as possible as he can feasibly get away and still talk to her]

You don't have to apologize, you did nothing wrong!

[pinkflip]

[ She shakes her head, no, she's pretty sure she did do something wrong. ]

I- I let them down. It's my fault that- that's why they're here-!

[ At least this seems to be in direct response to Rémy, though? ]

[bestchefinparis]

[Progress? Maybe...]

Who? Who are you seeing?

[His first thought is that those who have died so far are who she's talking about. Quick, Rémy, think of something...]

[pinkflip]

My... M-my team, and- J-Jane, can't you...? No, of course not.

[ She breaks off and shuts her eyes again, and this time tears accompany her violent headshake. ]

They're haunting me...

[bestchefinparis]

[So he was right...it's Jane, at least. And her team. How to handle this...]

They're not real, Kim. They're not blaming you. I mean it, you're just imagining it!

[Only now he's realizing how bad the motive can be]

[pinkflip]

Mm-mm! [ Another shake of her head. ] I can h-hear them, I can feel--

[ Mmmmmm- she just. Kind of. Buries her face in her arms, and from th sound of it, she's crying pretty hard. ]

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

[ Muffled and soft, it...might be that the only thing to do is wait for this to pass. ]

medical room

[faciliheir]

[gonna stock up on bandages, ladeeda, basically army crawled her way up here to avoid elephants, no big dee]

Hey, don't steal all the good stuff!

[pinkflip]

[ Kim starts and nearly drops the bottle she's got in her hands. ]

F-Freddie! Oh, it's just you, no, I'm- I'm just grabbing a little something.

[faciliheir]

[pauses. takes her in a little.]

... How many elephants have you hit so far?

[pinkflip]

...Just one? But it was...kind of bad.

[faciliheir]

Yeah, they're... They're not half as bad as the ones outside? But, it's not fun.

["fredster how could you dump me for an auradonian?! I thought we were for reals!"]

If I didn't have close to a decade of experience... Ah, never mind. You need help with anything? I kinda owe you in a really big way.

[pinkflip]

[ freddie, she worries about you ]

Oh, I just did what any friend would. [ but. uh. ] ...You...have any advice for dodging pretty traumatizing nightmares?

[faciliheir]

Well, if it doesn't push you into full-on freakout mode and you still have your head about you, you can just use reason with it. Don't even make it a matter of "Oh, it's not really there," 'cause your brain clearly doesn't care about that part. Argue with it. Tell it off. It doesn't affect it, but it makes you feel better about it.

[pinkflip]

Yeeah, I tried that and they just kind of...kept coming.

[ holds up the bottle. it's of sleeping pills! ]

I was hoping these could help?

[faciliheir]

[. . .]

Are you planning on just... sleeping 'til somebody dies?

[pinkflip]

N-no! Gosh, no, I just- thought maybe it could help me get some sleep in general? I can't really chase away the...images.

[faciliheir]

Gory stuff? [no fair she's not getting anything fun she's just getting emotional problems.] Well, those oughta help, but you'll be careful with them, right? They're pretty serious stuff.

[pinkflip]

[ she's sadly getting a two-for-one deal ] I mean, of course. I was kind of hoping they'd be a last resort. Just, you know, one I have on hand.