WEEK 1 MINGLE - KALMIA

[foundationmods]

All of the guests awoke in their rooms, just like they had before.

Yesterday had been a day of surprises.
First, they'd finally met the person who had brought them here - the Witch of Dimensions, Yuuko.
Secondly, they'd learned they were going to be playing a horrible game.
And most important, they learned that wishes could be granted if they won this game.🗈

Still, for now, it seemed like there wasn't much to do. Was the Witch already in talks with the 'Murderer'? Was the 'victim' already decided upon?

There was no way to know until some day later this week, apparently.

Still, it wasn't all bad. The island was beautiful and the climate just perfect for beachgoing, or taking a cosy walk in the garden. There were also board and card games which would be produced upon request - and the tv in the Sitting Room - to help ease the boredom of it all.

Though, perhaps the guests would prefer to get to know each other instead? On maybe get into some trouble as they roamed the island.

Despite being told someone will die, it...felt remarkably peaceful. Could one of their own really be able to kill someone?

...Or, maybe...this is just the silence that comes just before a massive storm breaks, and sweeps away everything...

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[earnahappyending]

[So this is what was happening. Okay, may as well try to continue on. All she has to do is survive to get a wish granted, right? In that case that was what she needed to focus on. Not only for her sake, but also for anyone who wanted to escape the Foundation too.

Makoto Makimura doesn't want to depend on someone to bail her out of trouble once again, blind or not. She wants to get out by her own power.

Sitting Room

Looks like Makoto is writing a letter. It's a bit difficult given how she can't write perfectly straight, but the words are legible and clear:

If you want to leave the Foundation please write your name here

She also draws a few shapes on the back of the letter to be able to recognize it by touch later. When someone enters, she smiles, nudging the paper towards them]

Excuse me, did I write this legible enough?

[Foyer

The epitaph is so strange. Makoto asked one of the goats to read the epitaph to her, and then she was left alone to ponder it.

After ten minutes she hasn't made any progress at all]

What's this riddle supposed to be? I'm not sure...I don't think I get it at all.

foyer

[respring]

You've asked the wrong person, aha...I was never good at puzzles.

"On the fourth night, hang the sinner to the gallows" is the only part I have any ideas about. Have you ever heard of the witch hunts that happened in the west? In old times, people who were suspected to be witches were hanged.

[earnahappyending]

...that sounds worse than usual after what the witch said.

[About people having to die and they having to find the culprit. Thanks for the dread, witch]

[respring]

[ a nod ]

It had something to do with religion, I think, so "sinner" could mean anyone who's become a heretic, too.

sitting room

[sotoshini]

[ Huh, it's this lady again. Walking closer to glance at the paper. ]

It's perfectly legible for a conspirator list, yeah.

[earnahappyending]

That's good enough. [She sure doesn't seem to be too worried about this being a 'conspirator list'] We're all in the same situation, and everything indicates the Foundation themselves had nothing to do with any of this. I think it's safe to be open about it.

[sotoshini]

Probably. [ A beat. ] Up until the point we escape and someone here reports back to headquarters.

foyer

[excavated]

I'm not entirely sure myself, but I think that it might be a map of some sorts... the lines in the first, second, and third stanzas seem to imply as much since it has the word "travel".

So maybe the part after that must refer to how we get to that place. Maybe to find the truth, or something. I think it's interesting that the last few lines are in Latin, though.

[earnahappyending]

Do you speak any Latin?

[IT makes sense for a riddle to be a map of some sort...she's not sure what role this has with the game they're playing in, but if it's here it must mean something]

[excavated]

I'm fluent, actually. My dad was an archaeologist, so he learned a lot of languages... so I wound up learning a lot from him. I can at least translate.

"From one, learn everything
From the beginning
To eternal rest"

... is what it would be translated as.

Foyer

[literalidiotball]

[Wheatley stares, and stares...]

Uh... Hm. Well, it's telling us we have to kill a certain someone a certain way... Then go to the garden and see if the flowers will tell us who did the killing?

[He's trying.]

[earnahappyending]

[Oh, Wheatley, you tried. Makoto appreciates that, so she goes along with this clearly flawed reasoning]

Witches brought us here through a bird visiting us. The flowers solving mysteries for us isn't so implausible.

[literalidiotball]

[Thank you for encouraging his dumb ideas.]

Exactly! And then we have to gather what remains...

... Of the culprit? Are we gonna have to clean up after the executioner?

foyer

[clearumbrella]

Riddle? [ He stops whatever he's doing and curiously comes over. A few seconds pass as he hums thoughtfully while reading the message, then he speaks again. ] Woah...! So it is! Ah, but doesn't it seem more like a poem?

[earnahappyending]

[Now that he mentions it, it does seem more like a poem...]

You're right, it is more like a poem. Maybe I'm just imagining things and thinking it means more than it actually does...

[It just is a bit grim. Yeah, she's focusing a lot in the parts about death]

[clearumbrella]

So it is just a poem. [ He nods cheerfully, glad to have "figured" it out. Not that she can see it. ] But, maybe you weren't wrong about it having a hidden meaning. Poems are always filled with symbolism, and if something this dubious was placed here it must mean something.

foyer go!

[anonnomnomnom]

[Anon was probably around the whole time but didn't pay attention until the goats came and started reciting the weird poem on the wall. Now he's also planted in front of it and speaks up from next to her, thoughtfully--]

It's pretty long for a riddle, so maybe we're only supposed to finish solving it after eight nights and a bunch of dead people or something?

[This sounds perfectly natural to him?? Wait.]

Besides, it keeps going on and on about the truth and not granting wishes, so it's probably not Yuuko.

[earnahappyending]

You're right, Yuuko did seem to be the one who wanted to hide the truth. [That's a good point] So if I want to know the meaning I should ask the witch who didn't appear in front of us.

[anonnomnomnom]

She's definitely going to try and trick us -- she told us that already, so she has to have a lot of tricks up her sleeve. But it's also the wishes thing, right? If wishes is the whole point of this Game from Yuuko's side... then this doesn't sound right for her.

[He makes a little humming noise.]

I think we should ask both of the witches. Maybe the island, too? It's an awfully big island just to give us one house to play in.

sitting room!

[beguiledcard]

[ He blinks down at it... Then, a quiet sound slips out of his throat before he responds properly. ]

Yes.

[ Maybe she'll be able to hear the smile in his voice. ]

Perfectly. [ ... ] Be careful.

[earnahappyending]

It could be dangerous, I guess.

[She sounds concerned about it, but clearly it wasn't enough to stop her]

I hadn't done something like this ever before.

[beguiledcard]

[ Well, he doesn't sound remotely disappointed by it. If anything, there's clear admiration in his voice. ]

I don't think many of us have even been in a situation like this before. So, in the end, we're left to figure it out as we go, just based on things we have been through.

I think what you're doing is brave.

Foyer - I'm so sorry he's a social moron

[improbablenotimpossible]

Something to keep in mind - some of the phrasing is odd, and may be referencing landmarks on the island.

[He steps closer to her, making a quiet 'hmm' noise]

I am going to ask you a question simply to know what help you might require: what is the degree of your vision impairment?

[Even crouching it in those terms was more than he usually does, having to deal with bureaucracy did teach some tact, but not enough tact]

[earnahappyending]

It does? Then I'll be at disadvantage...

[She sure won't be able to appreciate any landmarks anywhere.

The question leaves her befuddled and annoyed. Usually she wouldn't mind
that much, but the way he asked was really condescending!]

That's a really personal question to ask!

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He jerks back at the tone, a confused, and then an embarrassed sound escaping from his lips, there's a light tap against the floor as he rest his cane to the floor as he covers his own face. Ruler could almost hear a certain someone profusely apologizing to her before scolding his ear off in private. God, even he realized how crass that question was... though too late to avoid asking in the first place.]

Damnation. I didn't mean... I have a terrible habit of being blunt and not thinking before I ask questions.

That... really was an inexcusable thing to ask, I'm sorry.