( 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

Comments

[splinten]

Absolutely. But yours is somehow the most hilariously absurd to come out of it so far. Like, I've got alien juggalos, but they also killed literally billions of people. A whale in a courtroom is way funnier.

[JUST SAYING]

[vitamin_a]

[For a moment Apollo opens his mouth to ask about the freaking genocidal alien juggalos, but he thinks it twice. Talking about something as potentially depressing as that isn't going to be of help, is it?]

...okay, it doesn't matter if it's absurd as long as it works -- and it worked! So no complaints from me there. All that's important is that justice is achieved.

[...nope, he couldn't resist:]

Alien juggalos...?

[splinten]

It's pretty stupid. Especially given that Betty Crocker is the person who then imported their influence onto our world and through the use of juggalos and food show hosts, completely destroyed human civilization.

[It's dumb, Apollo. It's really dumb]

[vitamin_a]

...how did a baking company manage to destroy civilization?

[He got stuck on that part. He gets it was through the use of juggalos and food show hosts, but...no, seriously, Betty Crocker?]

[splinten]

It was a front for an evil alien tyrant, Her Imperial Condescension of Alternia. Crocker Corps' interests expanded across the globe into basically every market. They had their hands in everything from Hamburger Helpers to telepathic communications technology. Subtle brainwashin' through their products was easy.

[vitamin_a]

[For a moment Apollo just stares at Dirk, flabbergasted]

Wow, that...that's bad...

['That's bad', Apollo says. He's having a very hard time handling this information at once. Give him a moment to stop being shocked]

[splinten]

Yes. 'Bad' is an accurate word for it.