( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: 40 The sun is shining, the air conditioner units hum as they always do, and a gentle morning breeze blows against the windows. The scent of pine cones and evergreen follow you wherever you go in the motel, save for the parking lot and outdoor pool. It seems like someone was very generous with the detergent while moping the floors. The two grandfather clocks (one on each floor) will ring with each passing hour, indicating the time of day without fail. With this knowledge — they'll note the motel will continue to be surrounded by fog until 8:00 AM on the dot. It is at that hour that the fog will begin to recede. Not enough to reveal the whole city, but enough to allow residents to explore some of the buildings surrounding the motel. And speaking of the motel, it seems like the Storage room has unlocked itself overnight. How quaint. Welcome to Week 2's mingle, everyone! As of this week, we are now accepting murder proposals. If you're interested in having your character murder someone this week, please send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. We'll be contacting you on plurk over the week to finalize the details, or ask for rescheduling if necessary. As always, feel free to PM us or send us a PP over plurk if you have any questions! ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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[perceptions]

Monday (following the 2spoopy4me message in the lounge) at the outdoor sitting area

[Today Mira has a project she's working on. She was planning to relax at the lounge, drink some booze, have a good day. Well since the lounge is a fucking hot mess of blood, Mira is just going to have to work outside by the pool instead. She has a piece of paper, a pen she twirls between her fingers. Her eyes are intently focused on the paper as she deliberates, scribbling on it every so often in quick succession. Anyone who happens to get a glance at the paper she's working on will see a list of names - everyone currently in Yuggoth (minus Hana and Jason of course...) and some numbers ranging from 1-10 next to the names.]

Hm... I want to be fair, but I also must be just. It wouldn't be right to spare people's feelings because I want to be nice...

Tuesday (morning) in the lobby

[After painstaking work on Monday, and getting some slightly dusty but otherwise intact materials from City Hall, Mira has finally completed her masterwork project.

And that project is two big papered lists plastered in the lobby wall beside the front desk. One reads "HOT OR NOT" and the other is "CUTE OR NOT (THE KIDS TABLE)." And on the papers are the names of every player (and Craftly) with a ranking by stars. It even includes tiny scribble head drawings of everyone above their name, ranking and a little commentary snippet.

The poster isn't signed at all, but it is pretty obvious who did it just going off the comment under Mira's name... speaking of which, she won't be hanging around the lobby too long after putting up the poster but you can find her throughout the day because she is the obvious culprit of these shenanigans.

Also P.S. residents of room 113: you're getting your own special copy plastered right on your door. Thank L'arachel for that one.]

Wednesday (laundry room)

[After a long hard couple days of shitposting, Mira is now in the Laundry Room washing up her clothes. Every so often she grumbles, not really happy about there being no machines. But this is perhaps the most mellow she has been all week, the excitement of the past two days now worn.]

My damn nails are going to be ruined by all this. What a pain.

tuesday

[rextenebrae]

[ ... He'll step closer to the papers, because at first, he's actually intrigued?

But then-- ]

... Wh-- is this really the time for something like this?

[perceptions]

Hm? [She turns around.] Are you upset about my rating?

Monday

[kraakriksdag]

[ Hey look lists, he usually likes lists.]

May I ask what you're writing?

[perceptions]

[Mira peers over her shoulder to take a look at Hibiki.]

A list. It's a little project that I got an idea for during the trial.

Tuesday

[vitamin_a]

Why does everyone criticize my hair...?

[Maybe because it's pretty much the most visible part of you, Apollo, sheesh. It's either that or the big forehead -- forehead that's also very notorious thanks to your hair]

[perceptions]

Because those things on your head stick out like sore thumbs?

[lohengrins]

[ he looks over the ratings, a brow furrowed. if you look closely enough, his lips quirk into a smirk — if only for a very brief moment. ]

I'll consider it.

[ 🤷‍♀️ ]

[perceptions]

[be still her not-at-all maiden heart.]

You know where I am if you decide. I'm a single free woman now, but who knows what time will tell.

[;)]

tuesday

[ninjay]

[ he's staring very intently at the poster. there's a long moment of silence. ]

What's wrong with my clothes?

[ he sounds very deeply offended as if he is genuinely unaware of how fucking stupid his outfit is ]

[perceptions]

Jay, do you ever look at a mirror while you dress yourself?

monday!

[frizziest]

[ the pool is back to being clean and clear again, and that means that Akira is going to take advantage of it to help clear his mind in the process. he hadn't the slightest of clues that there was a woman sitting at the patio tending to her own business the entire time. blame it on the chemicals in his eyes from the water.

even when he's climbing out and toweling away at his face and upper body, he's so lost in his own thoughts that he doesn't see Mira until he hears her talking. blame that on the lack of glasses. Akira is walking past her by the time he notices her presence, and curiously, he peeks over her shoulder towards the list she is working on. a thoughtful hum follows as he hands his towel around the back of his neck, both ends draping over each shoulder. ]

What're the numbers for, if you don't mind my asking?

[perceptions]

[Mira is usually more careful about who sneaks up on her, but she's currently too pre-occupied with her list to worry about anyone else around her. She jolts her head to the side when someone speaks to her, but quickly re-calibrates herself into a cool calm once more.]

Oh, I'm making a list. It'll be up tomorrow for everyone to see.

tuesday

[nowyouseeit]

[s. . . stares at that list]

[lifts a hand]

[pats both his cheeks]

Cute cheeks?

[perceptions]

Yeah! You don't see it?

wednesday

[fauxtetsu]

[ Hey Mira, guess who's doing his laundry today too! Since he wears his chore clothes more often for sake of practicality, he's just in his haori instead of a proper shirt with the sleeves carefully tied and tucked back. L'arachel, please wash your holy garments at a later time if you're even considering it. ]

If you don't mind a man washing them, I can handle it. I'm used to cleaning things this way.

[ Nothing like a beefsteak doing menial tasks like a housewife, right? ]

[perceptions]

[Her head swishes around when he speaks, and her face immediately lights up. Abs for days.]

We live in an equal opportunity society, so you're more than free to wash my things for me!

[#feminism, tbh. she'll step aside, hands clasped behind her back.]

Thanks a lot.

[blacktailed]

Only seven stars?

[unlike some, she's not offended by the list, only musing when she finds it. it's fair, she's not the classic beauty of some demons, but still, she thinks she could be higher.]

That's disappointing.

[she shrugs though, glancing over the rest of them.]

But it's a nice idea.

[perceptions]

You could always convince me to go a little higher. [She says with a twirl of a marker in her hand.] You strike me as a mysterious type. It's hard to get a peg on you.

monday

[putrefied]

[Hi, roomie. Saya will take a look at what Mira's working on, but. You know. Hot or Not was probably not in the books she read while taking a crash course on humankind. Probably.]

What are you working on, Mira?

[perceptions]

Oh, hi Saya. [She smiles a little at her roommate, and moves aside so Saya can see what she's doing.] I'm making a list of how attractive everyone here is. Just for fun.

monday

[potentite]

[Jake wanted to get some fresh air or at least air that is mildly fresher than the motel. He notices Mira by the pool and overhears her.]

I imagine whatever it is, honesty is always the best policy. People prefer it.

monday

[willremember]

[ Clementine doesn't try to sneak up on her at all - if anything she makes sure her approaching footsteps are loud enough for Mira to be able to hide what she's writing if she wants to.

But she still asks: ]

What's that?

tuesday

[curedham]

[sometime in the early morning there's just

the distant, yelling-volume sound of an undignified, flustered squawk

and then depending on your proximity to room 113, the sound of paper crumpling

thanks, mira]

Tuesday (because of course)

[crimsonsparrow]

[Suzaku isn't familiar with a hot or not rating system, but the concept is pretty easy to understand, especially if you pay attention to the descriptions. He raises his eyebrows, a look of shock on his face. He can't stop a hand from touching his hair. Does it really look that bad?]

I need to know how to raise my score.

[There are a couple people with higher points. He refuses to be outdone!]