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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 |
wednesday, c
he's surrounded by the scent of soap and bubbles to match -- only after he falls against the marble of the fountain. ]
What are you--...!?
[ percival attempts to fight through the bubbles, but his efforts are futile. he's unmatched for their prowess! ]
You will not...defeat me...!
[ fire <--- water :( ]
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hajime feels a little like she just dropped a puppy into a bath. an unsuspecting puppy, with firey red hair and a spirit to match.
she just laughs before dunking her hands in to gather up water and dump more on percival's head. ]
You can't make steam, big guy?!
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You don't know...who you're speaking to!
[ yeah! clearly! percival dives into the water, suds and all. he'll attempt to latch onto her legs and drag her down, but whether or not he succeeds is entirely dependent on her agility. he's taking this very seriously, as you can tell. ]