( MINGLE - WEEK 5 )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: ?? 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! ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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[breaksouls]

I. POOL - MONDAY

[Since there's no longer a kitchen, she's stuck out here when it comes to cooking. As the faceless men serve their meals, Velvet prepares her own poolside cuisine, with plenty of grilled meat and vegetables. There's way more food than one person can eat, so why not grab a plate and have a pool party with a daemon? If Velvet's been a nagging mom or annoying in-law throughout her time here, now is the time for that sweet barbecue dad vibe.]

II. OUTSIDE VELVET'S ROOM - WEDNESDAY

[Mysterious noises can be heard in the hallways. Although her door is locked, Velvet's voice can be heard clearly.]

51... 52... 53...

[Occasionally in the middle of her counting, she might make a pained sound. There seems to be some deal of effort in whatever she's doing.]

93... 94...

[And suddenly there's a loud clattering noise! It sounds like something being thrown or hitting the floor, but what could it be? And what is Velvet even doing? After the sudden stop, she's gone silent...]

III. LOUNGE - THURSDAY

[Velvet sits alone at at a table for two, nursing a cup of water because she's 19 and can't drink. She looks annoyed as she speaks to no one, sure she must look like Arthur did when he spoke to malakhim.]

It's been a while, huh. Not like sleeping's gotten any easier.

IV. WILDCARD

As always let me know if there's anything you want to do with Velvet!

ii. outside velvet's room - wednesday;

[rextenebrae]

[ Knoll is too worried to ignore the sound when he's coming up to the second floor, so he unlocks the door to what is also technically his room and goes to open the door-- ]

Velvet?

[breaksouls]

[When Knoll opens the door, he'll see Velvet kneeling down to pick up a comb off the ground. Her hair is loose and brushed through.]

... What is it?

[rextenebrae]

[ ... He'll take a look around the room, and then slowly, a confused look settles upon his face. ]

I just heard a lot of noise--what was going on?

[breaksouls]

I was combing my hair...?

[rextenebrae]

...But then, why was there so much noise? It sounded like you were struggling?

[breaksouls]

Huh? Well, there's a lot of it, you know... So it takes a lot of effort and occasionally I hit a snag or two.

[rextenebrae]

Well, I suppose that makes sense.

[ He'll raise a hand to push a strand of hair behind his ear. ]

Have you been...doing alright?

[breaksouls]

[She sits back on her back, brushing her hair a few more times until she reaches 100.]

If it's about the illusions, then yeah, I'm fine. This is really nothing new to me.

[rextenebrae]

You're used to seeing illusions like this all the time?

[ ... he can't even imagine. Right now it's barely bearable for him. ]

[breaksouls]

Not all the time. An exorcist once tried to trap me in an illusion of my village, but I escaped. And when I'm asleep... I see those I've consumed. Like Seres.

[She looks to the empty space beside her.]

She used to be my sister, Celica.

[rextenebrae]

[ That's still just as terrible, as far as he's concerned. ]

... I can't see her, though I had no idea you had a sister.

[ ... ]

Was she anything like you?

[breaksouls]

No, not at all. She was kind and caring... After our parents died, she raised me and Laphi all by herself. She taught me everything I know about housework, which she had learned from our mother. But my cooking doesn't even hold a candle to Celica's.

wednesday

[nowyouseeit]

[well. . . that's a little concerning? he goes to investigate]

Are you playing some sorta weird counting game?

[breaksouls]

[A few moments pass as it sounds like she's sort of shuffling around, but eventually Velvet opens the door. Her hair is loose and as usual, she looks pretty irritated.]

I was combing my hair. You're supposed to do it at least 100 times.

[nowyouseeit]

[uh]

Why? 100 times seems excessive.

[breaksouls]

I don't know, it's just... something people say. It makes it look nice, doesn't it?

[nowyouseeit]

Well. . .

[tilts his head, peering at her hair. staring at it feels kind of weird though, so he doesn't do so for long]

Guess so? If it is, in fact, you brushing it 100 times that makes it looks good.

[breaksouls]

I take good care of my hair, so I'm sure that's part of it. When I was younger we couldn't afford to buy a new comb... but here everything's so readily available. It's a comfortable prison all things considered.

[nowyouseeit]

For a certain definition of, uh. "Comfortable."

[but he can understand where she's coming from based on what she said beforehand. it must be weird going from not being able to find what you need, to said needs being a simple request card away]

[breaksouls]

Would you prefer being trapped in a cell with nothing, not even sunlight? The only food provided to you being your fellow prisoners?

[nowyouseeit]

[UH]

. . . did that happen to you?

[is that why she's so. hardcore]

[breaksouls]

Yes. I was there for three years. This is nothing.

[nowyouseeit]

Y-yeah, I can see how it is.

[he feels like this explains a lot about her]

[breaksouls]

Still, that's also why I wanna get out of here as soon as possible. I've waited long enough.