( MINGLE - WEEK 4 )

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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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[18x0]

[And Akane's joining in because can we? Please stop with the bad shit??]

[ungodly]

[ it leads to the kitchen. the door is shut currently. sure you wanna go in? ]

[lohengrins]

[ yeah, he'll be opening that door. he's firmly positioned in front of akane in case anything bad happens. ]

[18x0]

[please don't be dead heather]

[ungodly]

[ when they open the door, they'll notice a few things.

first, there's some water boiling on the stove. the room is wafting with steam.

second, they'll see that the freezer door is open.

third, the blood trail leads to the stove, then into the freezer. pretty straightforward here. ]

[lohengrins]

[ uh. ]

Akane, turn the stove off.

[ percival withdraws a kitchen knife from his kit and begins to approach the freezer. he pulls at his latch, now attempting to open it. if akane wants to rush over and see what lies within, she can. ]

[18x0]

R-right!

[She runs to turn the stove off, nervously looking around as she puts the water aside for any other signs of Bad Shit. Percy can go right ahead and get the first look into the freezer.]

1/2

[ungodly]

[ there's a few things strewn out on the floor of the freezer. immediately, a turkey breast wrapped in saran wrap rolls out and bumps percival's foot. there's a few packs of frozen veggies sitting around too.

and at the very back of the freezer.. is a wheelchair. a familiar looking one. and extending from above the wheelchair is.. ]

[ungodly]

[ .. an arm? ]

Shit! I can't reach it! Rrgh..

[ that's definitely heather's voice, and it looks like she's trying to reach up to grab something off a particularly high shelf. why can't she just stand and get it? clearly it's a mystery. because of the loud ventilation in the freezer, she doesn't hear percival walk in. ]

[lohengrins]

[ percival narrows his eyes, not quite sure what to make of this mess. his first thought is rachel, but that is evidently not rachel. ]

Heather. [ he says, loudly enough for her to hear. he begins to approach the wheelchair. ]

What are you doing?

[18x0]

[At this point Akane is also peering in and

what the heckie]

...Heather?

[ungodly]

Wah!

[ it's a sharp noise, as if she got caught doing something she wasn't supposed to. she sinks herself into the wheelchair in such a way that percival and akane can't see her if they're looking at it from behind, but once percy gets close, he'll notice..

she's mostly in tact. the blood trail leads to her left side, and he'll see what's causing it — her left foot. it's swollen to all hell and there are globules of flayed flesh puffed up and organized in a way that makes it look like something tore at it. something sharp. there are several holes and they are about equal distance apart — almost like a claw or fangs did it. she's quickly moving to cover that up with a blanket she has over her lap. ]

What are you doing? [ some teenage sass for good measure. ] I was gonna make some soup, but the people who stocked this room put everything up so high. I just.. wanted that spinach up there.

[lohengrins]

[ ...

without a beat: ]

Are you a fool?

[ heather, what the fuck. if you wanted that spinach, too bad because percival is already wheeling heather out of the freezer. he sets his first aid kit on the counter. ]

Akane, hand me the bandages and the septic. Heather, you're going to tell us what happened to you — I'll cook you soup later: your injuries come first. That's a matter of common sense.

[18x0]

[heather oh my god

Akane takes a moment to facepalm before getting Percy those first aid supplies.]

Why didn't you ask anyone for help?

[ungodly]

I—I forgot to wrap it this morning, okay?! And I don't know where Hajime is, she's been doing it!

[ :) she's a little busy right now, obviously. ]

Is it that noticeable? I didn't think anyone would find me.. [ clearly she had no idea she was.. dripping. ] I was.. trying to keep it a secret. But I think I'm gonna be in this thing for a while. Dammit..

[ she balls up her right hand into a fist and hits one of the arms with force, sinking down a little lower in it. at this point, she's aware she has no say in the matter as to where she goes — percival had taken the reins so she was at her mercy. she'll just rest her head on her hand and smush her cheek a little like a teen bored in class. ]

We went to the room in the hunting lodge. The locked one, obviously. There wasn't anything there. Nothing good, at least. Do we really have to talk about this right now?

[lohengrins]

Hajime was attending to a burn victim, since you all decided to get injured at once. And what did you intend to do if she couldn't wrap it? Pour soup all over your wound? [ irritated? him? never. he wets a rag with some septic and promptly places it onto her wounds, one by one. ] You left a trail in the hallway. That's generally what happens when you bleed. [ a sigh. ]

Who did you go with and what attacked you?

[18x0]

Heather, you shouldn't have tried to hide this. The only way we can make it through in this place is if we help each other.

[She's going to save the rest of the lecture for later, though. Now's the time to listen to what Heather has to say for herself.]