November 2nd [Pilouette has slowly been adjusting to life in the past. The sudden lack of technology was a little difficult for her, but the idea that whatever they did in the past might improve the enclosure in the future made it a little easier to keep at it. She awoke that morning to expect another day of hard work and doing whatever she could to help out. What she didn't expect was to find her room completely overrun by plants...her room on the second floor of building 2. Plants have overgrown her entire room, covering nearly everything, including her door and windows. Her journal is under all those vines and leaves somewhere, but exactly where she doesn't know.
She does her best to try and cut through some of them with a kitchen knife, but most of them are pretty strong and the ones she can cut through grow back almost right away. She keeps at it, but every once in a while she turns to banging on her door and floor to try and get attention. Maybe someone can help her out here...]
November 5th
[After a few days, Pilouette starts to hope that this all will pass soon. While walking around outside, she finds herself moving very...oddly. Her steps are light. Ridiculously light. Eventually, she's not stepping at all, a sudden lack of gravity keeping her off the ground. She flails around for a while before finally, possibly with help, she finds a way to get around.
It's not long before things get a little more dire. She tries to take a breath...only to find herself unable to. She can feel her lungs burning as she begins to panic, flailing around in a small area with no gravity and no air. She's going to need some help here.]
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[Pilouette has slowly been adjusting to life in the past. The sudden lack of technology was a little difficult for her, but the idea that whatever they did in the past might improve the enclosure in the future made it a little easier to keep at it. She awoke that morning to expect another day of hard work and doing whatever she could to help out. What she didn't expect was to find her room completely overrun by plants...her room on the second floor of building 2. Plants have overgrown her entire room, covering nearly everything, including her door and windows. Her journal is under all those vines and leaves somewhere, but exactly where she doesn't know.
She does her best to try and cut through some of them with a kitchen knife, but most of them are pretty strong and the ones she can cut through grow back almost right away. She keeps at it, but every once in a while she turns to banging on her door and floor to try and get attention. Maybe someone can help her out here...]
November 5th
[After a few days, Pilouette starts to hope that this all will pass soon. While walking around outside, she finds herself moving very...oddly. Her steps are light. Ridiculously light. Eventually, she's not stepping at all, a sudden lack of gravity keeping her off the ground. She flails around for a while before finally, possibly with help, she finds a way to get around.
It's not long before things get a little more dire. She tries to take a breath...only to find herself unable to. She can feel her lungs burning as she begins to panic, flailing around in a small area with no gravity and no air. She's going to need some help here.]