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( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )
 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! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |
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[She passes over the asphodels, which she doesn't know the name of, and lets her fingers rest briefly on the petals of a pair of asters - one red, one purple - that have been arranged next to each other.]
These are both asters, I think. [Her fingers brush against the petals of a purple columbine next, and she sighs lightly as she looks at it.] I don't know the name of this one, but it's beautiful.
[Then she indicates one very colorful flower.]
...I think this one is called a passion flower? It made me think of her.
[She pauses.]
The orange and white ones, I don't know what most of them are called, but she was picking ones like them because they made her think of her friend, so... I think it's fitting that they also be here.