( 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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[pinesforyou]

Neither's my brother, but he manages, sometimes!

[Mabel may be a tiny girl, but she's definitely willing to punch her way through life]

It's like my Grunkle Stan always says, when one door closes..... pick a nearby wall and bash it in with brute strength!

[she launches herself at the wall. Stay tuned for disaster]

[rextenebrae]

[ He's about to protest that saying...probably for an obvious reason (he thinks its a bit ridiculous), but then she's flying towards the wall, and -- ]

W-wait! You shouldn't just--

[ ... Knoll's reaction time is proooobably too slow as he reaches out to her to try to stop her, because, yeah. ]

[pinesforyou]

[bounces off the wall and falls to the ground]

[that was effective]

Ow.

[rextenebrae]

[ Super effective.

Knoll sighs, but he smiles a little. Then he'll step forward and extend his hand out to her. ]

Here. I trust you will not do that again?

[pinesforyou]

Well, it was worth a shot.

[springs up with his help and clings onto his hand to steady herself]

Can't you use your magic to blow up the door?

[rextenebrae]

....

[ He watches her for a bit as she does so--making sure she's on her two feet just fine. Then he'll look to the door, before turning his gaze back on her. ]

Unfortunately, no. I am sorely lacking in dark magic tomes, and I cannot ... well, I cannot utilize any of my other former, magic capabilities.

[pinesforyou]

[don't mind her just holding onto his hand forever, what a hunk]

So you just need some fancy spellbook or something to use them...? What if I write you one?

[rextenebrae]

[ why this ]

First, you would need to know the ancient language and be able to imbue the tome with its magical properties. The former of which could be possible...but I don't believe you would be able to manage the latter for obvious reasons.

I do thank you for trying, however.

[pinesforyou]

[because you're a hottie]

Well, I am pretty magical.....

Hey, why don't you ask Craftly? If you sweet-talk him, maybe he'll let you!

[rextenebrae]

[ gods, mabel youre like 10 yrs old!! ]

I don't believe think he'd make an allowance for one mere dark mage--or any such allowances for anyone when it comes to something like this. At least, not so easily.

... Then there is the simple fact that I cannot "sweet-talk" someone, even if I tried.