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( MINGLE - WEEK 5 )
![]() 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 seems like the Kitchen, Dining Hall and Disposal room are still under constructions. Meals will be served in the Pool/Outdoor Dining Area in the meantime. How quaint. As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 5! 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 |


FRONT DESK
Ryou Bakura is the tamest of them all, his picture only featuring the injuries he possessed after his disappearance. L'arachel, similarly, only features splatters of blood on what little is seen on her body. The other pictures are not quite as tame. Apollo Justice is discolored, with a stab wound plainly visible on his neck. Seto Kaiba's head has been bashed in, the bullet wound on his shoulder featured in the shot. Aloy is, naturally, less of a person and more a mangled heap of flesh and bones after her little incident in the kitchen. Finally, Suzaku's eyes are dribbling out of their sockets, electrical burns all over his flesh and puncture wounds where the needles impaled him.
As per usual, there is a ceramic bowl on top of the front desk. Anyone who inspects it will find a pair of brown eyes inside, little bits of flesh sticking to them. Nice.]
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This time, she knows to steady herself before she looks.
...a pair of eyes?
A single... pair of eyes? But there had been three sets of body parts, last week and the week before. Looking troubled, Yukina backs away.]
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Maybe you should stop checking?
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...if it's some kind of a clue, I have to keep looking no matter how much it disturbs me.
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And what have you inferred from your latest "clue"?
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Then stops. Wait a minute.]
You're only asking so you can make fun of me for being wrong, aren't you?
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[Well, she would have said no last week, before... Ryou. But now, she can't deny it as much as she would like.]
...please stop doing that.
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[And being right. What she hates the most is that out of everyone here, he's right. Her self-esteem is in the toilet after last week.]
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'Before you look into the bowl, you may wish to know that there is a pair of brown eyes inside.'
Knoll doesn't know if it'll help, if it'll backfire, or if he's not too late, but honestly, he's tired of looking at these things, and other people are probably tired of it too. ]
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I dunno. Just a thought.
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