( 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

[wristbands]

Yeah, maybe... but there could be worse? I think? Like... cannibalism cookbooks or something.

[c h i e]

[thawedheart]

...you don't think those... really exist, do you?

[well

probably

given the description of the roles on the menu, and the dark room, and all]

[wristbands]

I honestly wouldn't put anything past this place, at this point.

[it's true?? for all they know they ate kamui cream]

[thawedheart]

[she is really trying not to think about it

but on the other hand, since none of them are space vampires, is it really cannibalism if they eat him]

I'd like to think Craftly-san wouldn't be quite that tasteless...

[wristbands]

[only one way to find out tbh.]

I still don't trust him any further than I could throw him! ... And I'm determined to not die in a dumb way, so that's out the window.

[thawedheart]

[Out the window? Yukina hides a smile behind her hand.]

Unlike Craftly-san.

[wristbands]

[there's something about yukina's reaction that gets at chie at first, prompting her to respond,]

H-hey, you're not making fun of me, are you?

[... then she calms back down just as quickly, letting loose a weak chuckle.]

[thawedheart]

...eh?

[Yukina's eyes go wide, and she shakes her head.]

No, I... was just trying to make a joke. I guess I'm not very funny... I'm sorry.

[wristbands]

[she's startled a bit herself, quickly waving her hands in front of her to try and save face?]

Whoa, I... didn't mean that... like, I-I got what you were going for!

[thawedheart]

[Yukina breathes out, glancing down at her hands.]

...I suppose this week is difficult for all of us.