( 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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[blacktailed]

[there's a soft hiss of pain when she tries moving her fingers, and she ends up just pressing the side of one of her sleeves to the burn by her lips. there's still spider gunk under her nails and staining her cuffs, but she's not as bad as the twins are.

they're the ones who need to be seen to first, after all. she's just resting against the wall to make sure everything pans out okay.]

At least you two are well enough for shouting.

[lohengrins]

You idiot -- why do you...ugh. Hold out your hands, I'll be getting to you in a moment.

[blacktailed]

Better my hands than Dirk's head!

[she's not an idiot for going on instinct, she thinks.

fine, Quer'll hold out her hands, trying to not shake them too much. this is a worse pain than she got from the bug, more sharp, but she's enduring. pain used to be such a rare thing for her. now it keeps happening.]

[splinten]

[YEAH HE ACTUALLY WANTS TO SAY]

Thanks for that. A lot.

[He was busy with twin-saving at the time but??? thanks you weird bird for eating a spider]

[blacktailed]

Thank you for trusting what I was saying.

[because she wouldn't have blamed him if he hadn't moved when someone he barely knows screeches at him to move.]

You were the one that saw them first. I'm...glad you did.

[splinten]

It would have been a stupid place for you to murder me, so I figured you were shoutin' it for a reason.

[Haha it's funny because they're in a murder hotel and any one of them might kill another.]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm glad they'll live.

[For now. It's the unspoken reality of their situation. Only three people are supposed to live. They may have saved the twins from one horrible fate, but other, worse fates might find them.]

[blacktailed]

This week I think it'll be impossible for them to move without someone watching over them.

[they're kids. as much as this is a horrible place, they're kids, and most people have that soft spot.]

But please. I'm not going to murder you, Dirk, stupid place or not.

[splinten]

I hope so.

[He is very worried about them getting dragged out. He hopes this means they will live through another week.

He's a little amused at Quer's comment.]

Are you sure? You barely know me. I'd be a good person to kill guilt-free.

[blacktailed]

Guilt's not the issue. I don't think I want to kill any of you here.

[she'll fight back if she's attacked, she'll fight for others, but for herself? to play into this ritual and game? they haven't gotten their teeth in her throat yet. even demons have something of standards.

she shrugs after admitting the plain truth.]

No point to it.

[splinten]

Huh. I respect that.

[He feels the same way, perhaps more spitefully so. There are things he would willingly kill for, but he hates this place and their games. He hates it enough that he doesn't want to give them what they want.]

[lohengrins]

[ he rolls his eyes, then dabs at her burns to clean them out a bit before applying ointment and the last of their bandages. well, what can you do, really. ]

I'm going to ice it. Hold still. And--...

[ he sighs. ]

Thank you...for protecting them.

[blacktailed]

It's what anyone would have done.

[she says it softly, almost embarrassed by the admission. saving people isn't what she does - but she'd acted on instinct all the same. wincing at him touching the burns, she tries to not flinch too bad, especially with the one by her mouth.]

...Cloth. [let her clarify as she's looking at him putting on the bandages.] Get people to give up some of their spare clothing, and we can make some cloth bandages for the next time something like this happens.

[pinesfortruth]

[if dipper isn't shouting he is dead? thats how that works]

Thanks for-- however it is you killed it? It sort of looked like you ate part of it, and I'm just not going to address that if it's true because I'm just glad it's dead.

[it was kind of hard to. see.]

[blacktailed]

[she ate a lot of it. let's not talk about this when the kids are barely surviving as it is.]

I'm glad there was only one of them.

[beat.]

And that the two of you are still alive.

[because who wouldn't have thought the death chance was really high for them after all that.]

[pinesfortruth]

Yeah, that-- that-- same.

[he does not have a witty quip for this]

[blacktailed]

[it's alright. you were yelling a lot.]

You and her, just rest.

[she can't be the most comforting, being a stranger, but there has to be some relief inherent in the fact that each of them has their sibling still alive.]

[pinesfortruth]

Hmmmhmm. [... a bit more sincerely than earlier:] But, um, seriously-- thank you.

[pinesforyou]

No matter how badly off I am, I'll always be well enough to shout! I wouldn't want to deprive the world of my beautiful voice.

[ok]

So, um..... you eat giant spiders, huh? Not that there's anything wrong with that, but....

[how is that appetizing]

[blacktailed]

[one other person in that room knows she's a demon, but:]

Injuring it wasn't enough. It could healed itself, and there was no fire to prevent that. Besides, where I come from, you eat what you can find for yourself. Without their venom, spiders are safe.

[pinesforyou]

Yeah, but.... don't they have weird Lovecraftian diseases or something? What do giant spiders even taste like?

[blacktailed]

Like a somewhat chewy, somewhat crunchy piece of meat.

[not that it's bad. just not like the spiders she was used to.]

If I get a disease, then I get a disease. I didn't eat the venom glands, those would have made me sick for sure.

[pinesforyou]

At least BBQ it next time!

[but she can respect that. Mabel also eats a lot of things she shouldn't]

Well, if you feel sick, just eat a lot of sprinkles. It'll wash it down.

[blacktailed]

What are sprinkles?

[why is there so much foreign food she has to get used to. is this some type of spice.]

[pinesforyou]

They're nature's sugary, sparkly delight! Like glitter but more edible!

[blacktailed]

[...should she. pretend she understood that.]