( 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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[gamerscore]

[ Her eyes watch his motions, specifically when he begins to frown a bit. It's not obvious what he's doing at first, mainly because the girl had forgotten all about it until now. It was kind of moot when she could be killed at any point... saddening, but, what can you do?

As she sees her familiar little triangle ship, it's pin straightened and unable to clip back together, she looks to him out of confusion, but — smiles softly. ]

You didn't need to, but thanks. [ Lazily, she reaches up, grasping it between her two fingers. ] I figured it would work, but I guess this place really is good about guarding it's restricted zones.

[frizziest]

Mm. It appears I don't reach the level or skill requirements in order to get through any of the doors.

[ his frown persists before he forces it to disappear by briefly shaking his head. a smile appears again in its wake, and he reaches forward to grab her wrist just as she takes it back. ]

You'll tell me how I can repay you for wasting it, I hope. Name something that I can do for you and I will.

[gamerscore]

I hope you're not hard on yourself, then. small>[ He's doing more than she is and that's definitely something to admire. ] You took a chance and that should be thought of. Not everyone can save the day or have a secret trick up their sleeve.

[ She shakes her head a bit when he tries to get some forgiveness for fucking her shit up. She sets the hairpin in front of her on the table with her walkthrough. ]

... Just tell me how you learned to make lockpicks? That will be good enough. ...I think.