( 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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[disinterested]

[...]

Maybe you should give yourself some time to adjust being a... cyclops.

[... Ha. It really is like Mabel to be so carefree about this, isn't it?]

[pinesforyou]

I've had.... however long we've been hanging in the web! I think I'm good.

[no she's not don't listen to her Girge]

Didya miss meeeee?

[disinterested]

"Hanging in the web"...?

[Child???

Also he's not. Answering that.]

[pinesforyou]

Oh, you know. We got webbed up by a giant spider who ate one of our eyes each and spit acid at us and stuff. It was terrible.

[stop smiling when you say that, Mabel]

Come on, admit it! You missed me!

[disinterested]

That does... sound like an experience. You're rather lucky to be alive right now.

[Girge can't judge for smiling when saying questionable things but still. Please, child.]

Well, I guess things are a little duller without your peculiar upbeat-ness, or without your brother complaining about everything.

[pinesforyou]

I've been through worse! Kind of.

[flashes her matching friendship bracelet at him, is he still wearing his??]

Girge, you scallywag! [shoves at him playfully but misses because of depth perception] I missed you too, you know.

[disinterested]

[It's hidden underneath his glove and sleeve, but after a moment, he pulls back both to reveal it. Yep, still there.

Also, he'll just... hold a hand out to steady her lest she trip over herself...]

I find it hard to believe that that was on your mind during... everything.

[pinesforyou]

I knew you had it! [she looks particularly pleased]

Pshh, I always think about my friends when I'm about to die.

[gonna lean on his hand, it's been a Day....] Whew, little blood rush there.

[disinterested]

When you're about to die, you don't usually have time to think about all of your friends unless you happen to have very few of them.

[Which, coincidentally, he does, but he finds it hard to believe that Mabel is anything similar??]

You've received proper medical attention, I assume? You're in the clear?

[pinesforyou]

Or if you do a lot of super fast thinking! My brain works like lighting. Besides, we made friendship bracelets. We just need to do makeovers and you'll be one of my people together.

[she doesn't have as many friends as you might think actually,.,.,.. even though she is adorable]

I think so! I took a bunch of painkillers, so I can only feel about half my body.

[and her eye got iced and bandaged...]

[disinterested]

... Makeovers...?

[UM

THIS CONVERSATION REMAINS CONCERNING although Girge supposes that's not too bad?? Maybe??]

And how's that working out for you?

[pinesforyou]

Don't tell me you've never had a m a k e o v e r before.

[ABANDON HOPE ALL YE WHO GIRGE HERE]

[she has that preteen glint in her eye]

It'd be better if I could feel even less! And if I had candy. Or pizza.

[since apparently yall had a pizza party while she was off getting eaten??? what the heckie]

[disinterested]

What exactly would that consist of?

[So no and oh god stop now Mabel.]

... Oh. Yes, you missed that.

[Except Girge did not have pizza because even if it weren't fishy af he was not happy. :( ]

[pinesforyou]

You know, hair, make up! Nails! Talking about boys!

.... Or I guess, girls, in your case.

[there's no escape]

Yeah! I can't believe you buttfaces were off having a pizza party while a spider was chewing on us! Didja save me a slice, at least?

[baw Girge]

[disinterested]

... That sounds more like something you'd do with people your own age and gender.

[Aka not... with him...]

It didn't occur to me.

[pinesforyou]

Nonsense! Sleepovers are open to all ages and genders! Plus, your hair is perfect braiding length.

Seriously? Come on!

[disinterested]

...

[he

doesn't even know how to respond to any of that???

like wtf mabel]