( 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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[crimsonsparrow]

monday

[A throne that is not fit for a king and also not a throne in general is the lifeguard's station out by the pool. And yet, it is a tall chair that has been unmanned, and so Suzaku has decided to park himself there. And there he will remain, his hands steeped in contemplation before narrowed eyes as he thinks. He might look imposing if he wasn't looming over a swimming pool. No splashing, kids.]

tuesday

[Anyone stumbling across him in the kitchen will find him...at the entrance to the walk-in freezer? He's seriously just standing there with one hand keeping the door open, staring at th hanging meats with a very intense look on his face. It would be easy enough to ignore him and move on--he'll probably ignore you in turn unless you draw attention to yourself, but also, it's getting kind of cold in here.]

thursday

[By Thursday, the whispered voices are getting almost too much for even Suzaku to bear, the weight of his failures and the mistakes he made underestimating his enemies that brought them weighing on him. As normal, he brings himself to the diner to distract himself with eerie musical tracks...but it isn't enough. He can be found sitting by the jukebox with his hands gripped in his hair, eyes clenched tight.]

Curse this.

wildcard

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