( 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

[blacktailed]

Somewhere in here. Enough of us wander in here that someone's bound to find it. And the place looks destroyed enough that you might be able to get away with it. You could hide your secrets in a place like this.

[maybe behind the jukebox? but she doesn't have a word for it, so Quer has to gesture at it instead.]

[gamerscore]

That's a good idea.

[ She's offering a smile, eyeing the jukebox. ]

The foot traffic alone is worth something. ...I mean, the game could completely change the city when the next... whatever this is starts. Maybe this place won't even be here?

[ A pause. ]

It's worth the risk, though. I'm sure we both would have liked a guide when figuring things out.

[blacktailed]

You have it figured out? Because I don't. This world is unlike any I've ever known - even the little things are all wrong and changed. Food and style and paper all.

[she doesn't sound like she's complaining - only stating fact. it's not that she's jealous, but she would appreciate being someone who had all the information gifted to them.]