( 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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i want to do more thursday things too!

[frizziest]

[ don't worry, Yuggoth. Akira is still alive and capable of walking around! no blood trails to be found here. he hasn't lost any limbs or has eyeballs or mouths on them, but that doesn't mean he isn't without his own badges of honor. there's two, in fact:

the first one is a series of holes in his right wrist. five of them, to be exact, with the same diameter for each. they appear to be from... fingers, maybe? very thin fingers. or maybe fingers that belong to a skeleton? there's no way of telling. except for maybe the fact that his second badge of honor is the literal arm of a skeleton, the sharpened digits still stained with Akira's dried up blood.

maybe you're at the storage room because you're trying to clean all of the blood everyone else has been leaving today, or maybe because you're hearing some banging and clanging from within. regardless of why you're there, you will find Akira, his wounded hand limp at his hip with a bit of blood trailing down to his knuckles. the other arm is swinging his new skeleton friend into the air, trying his best to knock something off that he couldn't reach with the use of normal limbs.

don't ask questions. just don't. ]

[lohengrins]

[ percival just got back from wheeling back that other fool to her room. the first aid kit has seen many people and places today, but let's simply say it's in his hands again for convenience.

he stands in the doorway of the storage room, looking thoroughly unpleased. ]

Show me your hand. Now.

[rextenebrae]

[ Perhaps... but it seems that regardless of his intentions to try to think about helping clean up, there was another mess of another sort entirely. He doesn't expect to spot Akira injured, nor does he expect him to be doing what he's doing.

Good thing Percival is already here--he doesn't need to worry about getting someone. ]

...Akira? What happened to you? And what are you doing?

[ He failed the 'don't ask questions' portion, it seems. ]

[frizziest]

[ Akira shouldn't be surprised that he's attracted others with his attention-grabbing skeleton arm and what not. of course he gets grumpy mcgrumperson of all people to come to his aid, though.

he turns around and acknowledges both Knoll and Percival's extension. not by waving his hand, but by waving the bony limb towards them instead. ] Hello. [ :) ]

I'm okay. Don't worry. Just trying to get some cleaning supplies is all...

[ Pervical is scary when he glares, however, so he raises his arm to show the wounds on his wrist to the both of them. it makes him wince anytime his wrist so much as twitches, but it's nowhere near as bad as Chie's. the wounds are actually a couple days old, only bleeding again because Akira's dumbass hit his wrist one of the mannequin torsos on accident just a few moments before. ]

[lohengrins]

Knoll will fetch the cleaning supplies you're searching for. He's taller than you and happens to not be bleeding. [ cue another scowl. he produces some sanitized bandages and septic from his first aid kit, but it's obvious he's begun to run low. ]

Give me your hand. We need to disinfect this first. Oh, and inform me of your misadventure as well — I already heard from the one in the wheelchair.

[ he doesn't even want to see chie's. his blood pressure will go through the roof at this rate. you fool. you imbecile. ]

[rextenebrae]

[ On cue, Knoll moves closer to the object that he had seen Akira attempting to reach for, and reach out with his normal hand (since he doesn't need skeleton hands here) without hesitation to grab a hold of it. Well, at the very least his height finally came in handy for something. ]

Hello to you too...and please don't leave anything out from your story.

[ He sighs, waiting patiently as Percival tended to Akira.

It's really the worst timing to get injured... ]

[frizziest]

[ Percy, stop trying to take Akira's hand in marriage maybe? you have a weird way of saying you dig him if this is truly the case. regardless, Akira realizes he is in no position to argue, outnumbered two-to-one. damn people for begrudgingly caring about others and all that jazz. ]

It ended about as quickly as it began. We ― [ Heather, Chie and himself. maybe someone else too? you'll have to wait and see if there's another top level. :) ] ― broke into the locked room in the hunting lodge. While most likely a mistake in retrospect, we learned a few things. There was a few dozen skeletons in the room, all sitting down with guns in their hands.

They all apparently killed themselves. That's when the animal heads on the walls started to bleed and skeletons came to life and knives were flung at us.

[ he's saying this oh-so-casually. at this point, is stuff like that even a surprise? at least Akira will take the time to once again smile at Knoll for getting the item he needed. thank you, friend. ]

[lohengrins]

[ listen! you're not even his type!

as he sanitizes (and without much relent at that — sorry!) and wraps akira's wounds, he simply...glances at knoll. almost as though he's saying 'are you hearing this too?' ]

That's not the strangest thing to happen here. Are the others wounded as well? And what exactly caused the wounds on your wrist? These appear to be claw marks.

[ percival tightly winds a final bandage around akira's wrist. ]

You should have told someone.

[rextenebrae]

[ Knoll does return the smile for a bit, but it doesn't last very long since he's a bit upset due to Akira (and co.) being reckless!!

In the end, stranger and worse things could've happened, but at the same time, this is why they take precautions. Or at least Knoll would hope they do in the future.

This is why he returns Percival's glance with a knowing look that is probably akin to 'Yes, unfortunately.' if looks could exchange words. ]

Was there anything else strange or noteworthy about the room? Any papers, mirrors, or other structures of interest?

[g101]

[ hajime walks by and she sees something stupid is happening so she stares.

hajime starts up at akira and it's clear she's in the middle of something because she's got a rag that's dripping in her hand and there's sweat at her brow.

she says nothing for a moment before bluntly saying: ]

I want to put stickers on the skeleton arm.

[ this is important. ]

[frizziest]

[ HELLO, HAJIME!!! Akira will wave his skeleton arm at her very briefly before she demands to put stickers on it, and almost defensively, he tucks it closer to his chest. ]

You can't. There's holes where the muscles used to be and what not. It wouldn't fit right.

[g101]

Don't be such a skelehog, we can cover the holes up really cutely.

[ this is dumb. ]

I'll put them on your face instead.

[frizziest]

That's fine. I am yours to do with as you please.

[ even when he's injured, he has no chill. but she isn't about to vandalize his skelearm!!! ]

Finders keepers, though. Go find your own skeleton.

[g101]

I have one in me! You can't have it, though. [ how do people tolerate being around these two. ]

Do you need the ice rag? [ hajime inclines her head to the injured wrist and then to the dripping rag in her hand. ]

[frizziest]

I don't want your skeleton anyway.

[ nyeh. he'd much rather prefer Hajime in flesh and bone, not separate. ]

No... it looks like you have other uses for it. You shouldn't get distracted by me if you have more pressing matters.

[ Akira says this as he just swings the skeleton arm around idly. it's like he wants her to stay or something, because they both know it's just going to distract her further. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[well this is after he's fussed at Chie some, soooo]

[stares at Akira, then the skeleton arm, then Akira again]

. . . why do you have a skeleton arm!!

And has anyone told you that you're bleeding?

[yes Kaito he probably knows]

[frizziest]

It was a package deal. Would be a waste to throw it away at this point.

[ forget the fact that it's gross as hell to be slinging around the remains of a dead person. Kaito is not yet aware as to how Akira's possession of the skeleton arm came to be. he looks at the five holes on his wrist, blood freshly seeping out from three of them and then back to Kaito. ]

It's fresh blood. The wound not so much. I hit it on something on accident. [ and yes, it hurt like fuck. he just has a good poker face. ] Do you want to hold the skeleton arm, Kaito? I'll let you if you ask nicely.

[nowyouseeit]

No! 'Course I don't want to--

[trails off]

[. . .]

[. . .]

[okay that's a lie he does kind of want to hold it. stares at the arm again and, with a sigh, holds out his hand]

. . . maybe for five seconds. You should probably get someone to wrap your wrist, though.

[frizziest]

Ahem. You have to ask nicely.

[ not even joking, bro. the skelearm is precious and he wouldn't even let Hajime touch it. consider yourself blessed that he would even allow his new roomie to have such a rare opportunity. ]

[nowyouseeit]

. . .

May I please hold your spooky skeleton arm?

[he asks, as he steps forward to gently take Akira's injured wrist in his hand]

I have some extra bandages, by the way, but you'll have to ask Percy for painkillers and gauze.

[frizziest]

Yes. Yes you may.

[ when Kaito grabs his injured wrist, he will find bloody skelefingies caressing his arm gently. luckily it's dry or else he would be getting the poor guy dirty. ]

They're best used for the others, I think. They were unfortunate enough to get worse injuries than myself.

[nowyouseeit]

[twists Akira's wrist carefully to get a better look at those holes, his mouth turning downward into a frown]

S'not a competition. You know these can get infected if you don't treat or wrap them, right?

[he chides gently, BUT. . . he lets it go at that and drops Akira's hand again. he isn't Percy!! he's just worried]

[. . .]

[also reaches for the skeleton arm again]

Well, I guess if you were gonna get into a fight with a skeleton, at least you came outta it with a trophy.

Let's hang it on the wall.

[DAVE'S INTERIOR DECORATING SENSE HAS RUBBED OFF ON HIM]

[thawedheart]

[WHY]

Akira-san...

[Everyone is getting hurt, apparently. Yukina should probably be surprised, but... She's really not. Of course Akira's hurt, too.]

I don't think any of the supplies here will be effective at treating your injuries. We're going to the clinic.

[Not even "we should go". He has no choice in the matter. He lost his choice privileges when he got hurt.]

[frizziest]

Yukina-san. I have another limb for you to inspect thoroughly.

[ he would wiggle the skeleton arm at her seductively, but as one may imagine, aged bone doesn't exactly move about as easily as an arm that is still alive and pumping blood. Akira will instead frown when he realizes that Yukina is about to boss him around, and he's forced to close all of the fingers on the skeleton hand until it's just the pointer that is sticking out. pointing at the item dramatically, he stammers. ]

I'm― I'm just trying to get something, hold on―

[ Yukina, pull him away. show that you're not afraid to step on someone if the situation calls for it. ]

[thawedheart]

[Okay, yeah, no.

Yukina's expression flattens out ever so slightly, and when he makes the skeleton hand point at what he's trying to get to, she steps forward and pulls on him a little to get him to step back.]

You're injured. You're not getting anything... I'll get it for you.

[If he's really that intent on getting whatever it is, she'll climb the shelf before she drags him off. It's fine.]