( 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

[pinesforyou]

So what? You're old, too! And love blooms eternal! You can't judge a book by its crusty cover.

Pshh, I bet l'Arachel loves parties. [but it is small, she has a point] Fine, we just gotta convince everyone not to murder, and then we can have a party instead of a trial! Then the only "execution" we'll have is a water balloon fight!

[vitamin_a]

Old? I'm not old! ["Is this how Mr. Wright feels when someone says he's old?" This feeling sucks.

Apollo opens his mouth to object at the latest harebrained idea Mabel spouted, but when he thinks about it...well if it means nobody dies...]

You know, that's not too bad of an idea. You're going to have to help her with that, Dipper.

[pinesfortruth]

You're not young.

[ur old apollo #dealwithit. also, stop. stop encouraging mabel.]

If we could just convince people to not murder, we would've done it already!!

[pinesforyou]

Yyyyyeah. So just settle down with a nice girl! Who cares if she's older? You'll be her age soon enough!

[sorry Apollo, kids can't tell age]

Now it's different. Because [WHIPS OUT HER STICKER BOOK] I've got these babies!

[vitamin_a]

For your information, twenty-three is 'young' by everyone's standards.

[Apollo can't believe he's discussing his age with two random kids. Why does this happen to him, he wonders. Even though he knows it's pointless to try to argue, he feels a bit defensive about the matter]

...stickers?

[He's very skeptic about this plan]

[pinesfortruth]

Yeaaaah, that's old. Not super old, but old.

[they're twelve, apollo.]

I still can't believe you requested your stickers... and got them.

[pinesforyou]

[again, children have no concept of age]

Ancient!

[Nudges Dipper] What did I tell you? This place isn't so bad after all! Stickers for all non-murders! It's gonna work, trust me.