( MINGLE - WEEK 4 )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: 32 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 buildings surrounding the motel, it seems like the Library is now open. How quaint. As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 4! 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. Remember that we can't have a murdergame without any murders, 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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ADDENDUM, ADDED FOUR HOURS LATER

[abhoth]

[In the same handwriting as the note above, someone has added a second addition to the bulletin board. It reads:]

Points for the good intentions, but negative points for everything else. Were you trying to imitate Mira by being overly dramatic?

[lohengrins]

If you're going to argue like children, I'd prefer that you attach your names for notekeeping. People are dying.

... ADDENDUM TIMES TWO, ADDED TWO HOURS LATER

[abhoth]

[There is now another note on the board, below the second one.]

Mira put the fear of your group into everyone else. It's my turn to put fear into you. Don't think you'll be able to hide.

[Below the writing is a picture of a cartoon ghost with an X through it. There's a frowning, crying face, similar to ")':" next to it.]

[nowyouseeit]

[just. fucking]

[stares at these notes with an expression that practically says "are you serious???"]

. . . the hell is this, a competition to see who can be the most uselessly dramatic?

[PERCY IS RIGHT PEOPLE ARE DYING???]

YOU GUESSED IT: ANOTHER ADDENDUM, ADDED ONE HOUR LATER

[abhoth]

[Again, another note below the third one. It reads:]

Children, let me give you some advice. One: You have more to fear from yourselves than from me.

Two: Your threat would be a lot more terrifying if the three of you said it to my face instead of through passive-aggressive notes. Actually, I lied. It still wouldn't.

[rextenebrae]

.....

[ ... at this point the stack of notes is highly visible.

He'll shake his head and keep on walking by. ]

[empireofrats]

[Emily doodles a lot of random happy things all over the notes in places she can reach. Flowers. Smiling suns. Stars. Hearts.

Why waste paper like this.]

WHEN WILL THE NOTE FEUD END

[abhoth]

[A note has been added under Andersen's:]

Thank you.

ADDENDUM FIVE: THE ELECTRIC BOOGALOO, THIRTY MINUTES LATER

[abhoth]

[Here comes yet another note.]

Thanks for the info, you two! 🌠

[thawedheart]

...is this really the best use of our time...?

[people are dYING.]

ADDENDUM............... I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO TYPE HERE ANYMORE

[abhoth]

[Another note. When will it stop??]

You're welcome! Try not to trip over your own blindness.