( 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

Comments

[vitamin_a]

He wasn't so composed and smart when he was helping me hurl mannequin torsos at the windows of the City Hall.

[perceptions]

Wait, what? Why in the world did you two do that? And here I thought I was bored.

[vitamin_a]

I wanted to break a window to get into one of the locked rooms! I thought there could be valuable clues among the files in the locked offices.

[Apollo passes a hand through his hair, a bit embarrassed]

It's not something I do often, but this whole situation is an emergency. I just had to do something.

[perceptions]

Ahh. That sounds a lot more useful than what I'm doing. [She shrugs.] I understand that feeling. This place is pretty enclosed and controlled despite being a small town. Makes you feel like everything is by design.

[vitamin_a]

I don't know, this could be useful too. I wonder if the mustaches will still be here next week. If any of the portraits change then it could be important.

[So by all means draw all you want on them. It's a long shot, but eh, they need to keep all their options open]

I know what you mean. It all feels...wrong, like something's going to happen at any moment.

[And there's a chance it's not paranoia week speaking]

[perceptions]

We're all a moment away from death at every single instance, Apollo. We just don't always know it. [optimism, thy name is mira.] I wonder if we should just destroy this whole town then, to see if it returns to normal later.

[vitamin_a]

Go on a rampage and see what happens...

[In theory it's an awful idea, but for some reason Apollo doesn't reject it. He doesn't want to get involved in it, but if Mira wants to destroy the town...hm...well maybe he should at least find out if she has anything in mind and try to keep everyone safe from her destruction]

What do you have in mind?

[perceptions]

Hm. [She stretches out her arms, thinking as she does.] Well, I don't have anything quite yet in mind. It isn't like I'm the type to go around blasting buildings or anything. Just a nice violent thought to keep the mind occupied.