( 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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[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?

[frizziest]

[ denial is unhealthy, you know.

Akira lets out a very clear hiss of discomfort at how firm (uwaaaa) Percival is being in treating his wounds. he's a tough guy, though, so that will be the most they get from him while he is being tended to. part of him would just love to acknowledge that their impromptu medic is far from innocent when it comes to spelunking restricted or abandoned areas, but. it's not worth it. ]

It was caused by this. [ his good hand extends the skeleton's arm out into the air. they can see where blood is still stuck to each individual finger. Akira's blood, to be precise. ] I leaned in to confirm if they died by suicide and it grabbed me by surprise. We left quickly, and it was still... um, dug inside of me by the time we got out. So I kept it.

[ he shakes the arm out of emphasis. it is his new best friend. thou art i, i am thou and all that good stuff. ]

Not as much as we would have hoped for, considering what we risked. [ acknowledging Knoll's question now. ] Just that they were all a part of some hunter's club. Oh, and I think there were Secret Santa lists!

[ yeah. Chie may have lost a hand over this shit. ]