( 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

Comments

[pinesfortruth]

A path of questionable behavior is inevitable. This place is, like, a gold mine of potential childhood traumas. That's on top of the whole genetic predisposition deal I've probably got. [the bleak despair of dipper pines] Also, sarcastically repeating what I called you is not gonna make that opinion go away, man. Really working against yourself there.

[im sorry hes a shit]

[disinterested]

"Really working against myself" suggests that I actually mind the label. Sorry to disappoint, but you're far from the first to call me that.

In any case, most here would probably take desensitization as a worrying sign, especially at your age.

[Not that Girge can talk, what with being a child soldier who was already shooting people by then, but eh.]

[pinesfortruth]

You know that's a point for the sociopath column, right.

Being in a murder game where people are boiled alive is a worrying sign for anyone, never mind my age. Seriously, the cryptic blood messages are not that creepy. If I pretend it's not actually blood. Which I am.

[disinterested]

Really? It must not have occurred to me.

[ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]

What are you pretending it to be, then?

[pinesfortruth]

That weird mixture they use in movies to make fake blood. Corn syrup, red food coloring.

[disinterested]

[That just gets a politely blank look from Girge, because the most he knows about "movies" is the brief explanation he got from someone here??

So yeah he's never seen fake blood tbh, sorry Dipper.]

[pinesfortruth]

[........ awk]

Aaaand you have no idea what I'm talking about. Anyway the point is if I pretend this isn't real blood I don't have to freak out about where it is or how likely it is that this entire area is contaminated with some kind of horrible disease. Because this is just not sanitary. At all. Or it wouldn't be if it was real blood, which it isn't.

[disinterested]

In other words, ignorance is bliss?

[pinesfortruth]

... Yeah, yep, basically that. Or, well, forced ignorance in this instance, but close enough.

[disinterested]

And how's that going for you?

[pinesfortruth]

[he holds his hand out palm down and shakes it in the universal "so-so" motion. Then he makes the noise.]

Eeeeeeeeehhh....