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( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )
![]() 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! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |


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[ He shrugs. ]
Ah, it's fine if you like being on your own. Just put them ba— actually. If they turn up "missing" like the knives, can I come to you if I need something?
[ Fucking kitchen knives. ]
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[This is all pretty simple and obvious to her, but apparently it's hard for everyone else to understand.]
That's fine. I wanted to make sure I had my own supply in case that happens again. And I'm also one of the only people who cooks and cleans around here. I really don't appreciate having to use butter knives to make all my meals.
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[ bumping elbows and cleaning ideals doesn't sound like a fun time with Velvet. ]
It seems like something you enjoy, I'll leave you to it if that's how you want it.
...Velvet, right?
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[The apology sounds considerably insincere given her tone, but it's something.]
I wouldn't say it's something I enjoy, though. Just something that needs to be done.
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[ As well as "fake", but that requires context. ]
I'm all for it. Not like the staff is okay with your previous plan. Cleaning is just a bit jarring compared to that, from you... that's kind of amusing. But! I appreciate what you're doing.
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[Jarring? Behind her mountain of cleaning supplies, Velvet raises an eyebrow, scowling.]
Amusing? If I'm stuck here, I wouldn't want to be stuck somewhere that's a complete mess. I think that much is obvious. Anyone who knows me would agree.