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( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )
![]() 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! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |


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She is a woman of her own will, a brilliant one with more wits than you have lacking inches.
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It is not my choice on what she does and does not do. This domain is much hers as it is yours. You should consider yourself blessed you only lost a limb and nothing further. If you have a complaint, fill a card out. I'll promptly shred it.
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[ He simply keeps his straight, adoring smile as if he was speaking fondly of his fiancee personally. Craftly can daydream too, you guys. ]
As I explained, it is not my choice or power to control her. Should she visit you, it was of crucial circumstance. You're implying that you were ever truly alone in your private time. Don't you feel the eyes watching you, Mister Andersen?
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I will advise she makes herself scarce, but once again — that is not my duty.
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[ The kazoo is very much important here :/ ]
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[ And he goes back to his daily tasks. ]