FINAL WEEK
Starting Saturday, the layer of clouds in the sky is more solid than ever. Overcast, reflecting the neon light of the city. By Sunday, you'll see more colors than ever, as several new areas are added to the span of your probation. And some areas aren't, but might see an approach anyway. Do the pods containing six weeks of treatment daunt you in the slightest now that judgment awaits at the end of the fourth week? Though faithful treatment participants only experience flashes on the upper third of their bodies now, their counterparts will experience occasional waves of isolating existential coldness. Does your physically present overseer have anything to say for herself? Just remember one thing: Kanto is watching and waiting.
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INVESTIGATION
[After spending last week doing two things at most, it's about time he got out and did more. And what better things to do than get some of that food that made him feel right at home. He's looking back and forth from the menu to the salad bar. Are there any vegetable toppings on the menu or are the veggies exclusively for the salad bar? He wants to get a feel for how bad the produce situation in this world was exactly.]
World Peace Alleys
[Whether or not he actually gets any pizza after investigating, he drives all the way back to World Peace Alleys. This has become his default hangout in place of the Executioners HQ. Letting there be light through the place, he waits for all the pins to be placed and the bowling balls to roll on out.]
World Peace Alleys
Golly, that one was a good one!
Re: World Peace Alleys
Been a while since I've gone bowling; think my aim's improved since then. [He picked his ball back up. It was bigger than a few of the others. Kind of a necessity when you have those huge horrible manimal paws.]
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Like a spring!
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[* And just to show off, he "springs" his vines and launches the bowling ball into the alleyway. It rolls along and, what do you know, Flowey gets a strike.]
See, the trick is to see the oil patterns in the lane.
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...It's as I suspected. It's all dried up. Without oil, the ball would move slower and hook too much, resulting in more gutter balls. Without any oil, the balls wouldn't be able to spin effectively. What's your current score? If anything, it should be much higher if there were actually any oil on the lane.
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[* Flowey begins looking around. Perhaps some supply closet?]
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[* Flowey will, of course, follow.]
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“I can’t believe you’re not into the whole cute oven bot thing.”
“If I wanted an oven, you’d know what restaurant I’d go to. Where they burn real wood. Ichiza.”
“But that’s where the Governor always books the whole second floor for meetings. You seriously think you can get in?”
“I can dream.”
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