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Night Three

The full moon hangs in the sky again. Everything is eerily calm and quiet at night. Night three starts off surprisingly normal. Prussia and Greece wil be able to find their cameras in the sand near camp. Weather: Cool with clouds coming in. Electronics: No signals. The emergency radio is unable to catch anything. Music players will play static. Camera problems continue. Flashlights turn on and off on their own. Magic: Barely effective. For every seven spells cast, one will work. Animals: If you still have your pet, they will refuse to leave camp. Mr. Puffin still has not returned. ???: ??? Day 4 will go up on June 8 |
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How nice to see you too.
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And I'd fucking let him do it, too. What on Earth compelled you to wander off by yourself into this forest?
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Which... may have deviated slightly as time went on. [Or a lot. Judging from the vine that just slapped Prussia in the face.] You make it sound as if it were my intention to end up in this situation.
In any case, I can't possibly be as far off from the mansion as you're implying. I was just speaking with one of the residents.
H-hopefully not to late! hope this works too :\
A-Austria? [ She's not to far from the mansion, although with another small whimper, she pulled the trigger on her gun. Aiming for something off in the distance she could almost swear was going to attack her. This place gave her chills. ]
Where is he... [ Hopefully the gunfire didn't attract to much attention, or just freak them out considering how close she was to them. ]
If you're late I'm later 8(
The female members of the search party will also smell plumeria followed by a very foul scent, like something rotting.
Liechtenstein will hear a baby crying nearby. )
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[Though that woman is disconcerting. She shifts a bit, eying the figure with a curious look before she catches the scent. Plumeria's nice, but what the hell is that smell of rot doing there.]
... Roderich, get away from her.
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...he sneezed; the smell of plumeria was really over-powering.]
Fuck, Hungary, I'm going to go check out where that gun sound came from-
[And that's when he sees the woman in white, walking up ahead. He freezes; didn't Lithuania mentioned a woman in white as well...?]
Roderich. Listen to Eliza.
[He's going to reach into his pocket and wrap his hand around the Swiss army knife he brought. It's small, but it's all he has.]
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[Austria just assumes the woman's lack of response is due to shyness or something similar. Meeting strangers wandering around in the woods at night was probably not her ideal method of socializing.]
I know you're both aggravated with me, however there's no need to disregard common courtesy.