( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: 36 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 doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary on this lovely Monday morning. How quaint. As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 3! If you're interested in having your character commit a murder this week, be sure to send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. Without any murders we can't have a murdergame, so go forth and let the bodies hit the floor! 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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[perceptions]

Yuggoth Museum - Tuesday afternoon

[Mira is bored as hell. So she's going to just head to the museum and use a black marker to drawing mustaches on all the paintings of people in the museum. She's an adult and no one can stop her.]

Spa + Wellness Center - Wednesday morning

[Wanting to get away from the motel for a while, Mira is going to be at the Spa. Over there she has a new bottle of black nail polish, which is great because her poor nails are practically faded by now. Both fingers and toes need to be refined. No one better have some weird kinks if they see her.]

Diner - Wednesday evening

[Toward the evening, Mira will be in the diner because it's the only place here that plays any music. Quietly, when she thinks she's alone, she'll sway to a gentle melody in peace. But if someone does happen to enter, she'll turn over to them with a small grin.]

Know how to dance? You should join me.

Wildcard

[Good from Mon - Thurs. Let me know if you want to do anything via pm or just pinging me on plurk @ thejoyful]

spa

[ungodly]

[ heather is here on a mission today, too, but one that might prove more fruitless. when she catches mira.. ]

Having a personal beauty day today? Black's a bold choice.

[ as if her tiddies aren't out all the time ]

[perceptions]

[Look if she has them, she may as well flaunt 'em.]

It's my favorite nail color. Anything else never quite looks as good to me. [She looks over to Heather and grins.] Want me to do yours?

[ungodly]

No point. I always end up chipping it. I came here looking for a different beauty venture, but I don't think I'm gonna find what i need.

[ and she points up to her head. it's pretty obvious what she means — her roots have grown out about 4 inches. ]

diner

[breaksouls]

[Jukeboxes are weird? Lots of things here are weird? Where's all the magic.]

I don't think that's a good idea.

[perceptions]

[She smiles coyly.]

Afraid I'm going to do something to you? I get that people are paranoid this week, but what's the harm?

[breaksouls]

No, but I might step on your feet.

museum

[nowyouseeit]

[someone from behind her is laughing]

[he isn't an adult so he doesn't need an excuse for this childishness!!]

[perceptions]

[She turns around and sees him laughing. Guess someone is enjoying her boredom.]

What do you think? Mustache makes it more refined looking I say.

[nowyouseeit]

[taps his cheek with a grin]

It's a start. You hafta give 'em monocles if you want to go for the completely refined look, though.

WEDNESDAY - diner

[lohengrins]

[ his waist and forearms may be wrapped in some gauze, but his disposition has hardly changed. a hand on his hip, he pompously smirks at her in response. ]

Do you know how to waltz?

[perceptions]

My mother made me take dance classes when I was a teenager, so yes. Although... are you sure you should be moving around right now?

[Pointing to the obvious wounds.]

[lohengrins]

I've endured much worse. [ he folds his arms, and with a fair amount of nonchalance at that. it's not a lie, after all. ] It comes with my occupation.

Are a few wounds all it takes to frighten you?

spa

[willremember]

What are you doing?

[ sincerely. what is that even. ]

[perceptions]

Painting my nails. I got a bottle of my favorite nail polish by request. It's been a few weeks since I did them last.

[willremember]

Why?

Museum

[vitamin_a]

[You must be extraordinarily bored to be doing something like this, Mira]

...really? I saw mustaches before I found you, but I thought Kaito had done it, not you.

[Because in his opinion Kaito is totally the type to paint mustaches on portraits]

[perceptions]

[That is an accurate statement Apollo.]

Just bored as hell is all. What makes you think Kaito would do something like that?

[vitamin_a]

He's the mischievous type, those who'd make a mess just to see a reaction. [But he also seems to be rather good-hearted, without bad intentions. Apollo likes him] You seriously can't imagine him drawing mustaches just for fun?

museum

[18x0]

Are you sure that's a good idea? It might not make our hosts very happy.

[She's stifling a laugh, though.]

[perceptions]

Good thing I don't care what they think. They trapped us in this game, so they lost the right to feel hurt.

museum

[bownthisway]

So...is facial hair considered hilarious where you come from?

[Aloy's definitely grinning as she watches Mira do this though - cultural differences or not, she is all about defacing these dumb painting.]

[perceptions]

Not particularly. It's more like defacing works of art, and making them look silly, is hilarious. The mustache is just a classic.

[She says, flicking the marker to scribble yet another one under the nose.]

WEDNESDAY EVENING

[crushcard]

[ He's actually had no intention to go into the diner when he walked past it, except that he can hear the jukebox playing and the tune is vaguely familiar.

He's not entirely familiar with Mira, they've probably crossed paths in their three weeks here, spoken to each other in passing at the trials, but that's all.

She reminds him of Kujaku Mai, oddly enough. ]

Of course.

[ He's not... good at it, mostly because he hasn't done it in a while - he ditched it when he could, although he's been to enough formal galas and events to at least remember the basics. ]

I was never really a fan of it, though.

[perceptions]

Ah, a shy man huh? [She says with quick decision, hand on her hip.] That's what they say about those who don't like dancing. Leaves you vulnerable to stares and judgment.