( 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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wednesday

[fauxtetsu]

Sure, I have time.

[ He's never been in the diner before, but he was tracking Jake down for something, he's usually cooped up in the motel for understandable reasons. Then the adventure bird flew the coop! Or... hobbled out. The music isn't bad though here. ]

By the way, here. They're from the hunting lodge's bookshelf-- I'll return them for you, don't worry about that.

[ He takes a chair and sits after setting down the books. They're on would-be wildlife and hunting expeditions of around here. The photos and illustrations actually look different from how it is now. ]

[potentite]

[Jake smiles and picks up one of the books to look through.]

Oh, I love nature! It's comforting, reminds me of home.

[He sets the book down and realises that he was probably looking for him.]

Oh gosh, sorry you hauled these out here for me. I just needed to walk around a bit. Bedrest is tiring.

[fauxtetsu]

Don't worry about it! If you make me feel a little busy and productive, I actually appreciate it. Just make sure you get back to rest again, else someone has to carry you back.

[ He's sympathetic to that problem, at least. His own friends from home are rambunctious and in general, too much bedrest is awful. IMPORTANT FOR RECOVERY... but still awful. ]

You seem to have found something to do, anyway.

[potentite]

[Bedrest really is awful. It's nothing he's used to, especially in a situation where he feels like he can't afford to rest.]

It's just me not being able to stand being useless if I'm honest. I can't help this itch to do something.

[fauxtetsu]

I understand. Even if we can go out and about, we're still captured animals and prey for whatever needs us to be... well.

[ Dead... Sacrifices... Cthulu food. Not that he wants to dwell on the though when Jake's doing his best to be optimistic. ]

You're hardly being useless if you care about it, so good job. In fact... What are you writing down?

[potentite]

Oh! This here is a list of the Item Roles. Weapon Roles are, well, self-explanatory and skill ones seem to more or less explain themselves too, but... Item Roles are a real mystery.