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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 |
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[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.
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[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.
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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.
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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.
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[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?
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[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...]
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[UM
THIS CONVERSATION REMAINS CONCERNING although Girge supposes that's not too bad?? Maybe??]
And how's that working out for you?
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[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]
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[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. :( ]
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.... 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]
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[Aka not... with him...]
It didn't occur to me.
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Seriously? Come on!
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[he
doesn't even know how to respond to any of that???
like wtf mabel]