( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )

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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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Re: monday

[splinten]

[Dirk rises up. He sees Andersen squatting there. He does not say anything, not even something rude.]

[splinten]

I grew up in an ocean city.

[because houston was in the ocean GET IT]

[splinten]

Lovecraftian horror probably will.

[HAHA it's funny because body horror.]

I did a lot of deepsea divin' at home. There were ruins.

[So he can handle it.]

[splinten]

Nothin'. It just takes me back home.

[splinten]

[Very simply] He's my brother.

[splinten]

[It makes him want to dive right back under. It makes him want to drown. Instead he is still and quiet and unbreathing.

Finally,]

Well. Either way, it wasn't enough.

[splinten]

I know. I won't give up and kill myself, dude, don't worry.

[It's the kind of casual comment that indicates the option has been turned over and then determined simply impossible.]

I have to stay with Jake.

[splinten]

[Ok but now he's curious but. He suspects he can't make tiny grandpa tell him.]

I thought that was the GPA crap with the Teacher.

[splinten]

Don't you mean cephalopodic?

[splinten]

Mostly if they're blue.

[He knows, Andersen]

And we aren't datin'.

[splinten]

[Oh. What.

Dirk like sinks a little deeper in the water but maybe?? he turned a little flush??]

It's complicated.

[HE WANTS TO KNOW WHAT JAKE SAID]

We were datin' and now we've put things on hold while we're in a situation of extreme stress.

[splinten]

[Just chill Andersen and cuckold Craftly.]

What about you, dude? Found anyone to bark for you?