Week 2 Mingle

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WEEK 2

With the nature of this 'game' out, the resort might not look so welcoming anymore. The staff are still ready to jump in and serve guests in any way they can, provided a request doesn't make them short-circuit, and the resort itself seems as warm and cheery as usual. But everyone knows the truth now. This resort is hiding some pretty big secrets, and it's only a matter of time before someone else turns up dead.

The weather is holding steady, at 'cold but still safe for outdoor activities'. The temperature seems to be dipping lower each day, though, and the previously-blue sky is starting to stay grey more often than not. Could that signal an approaching snowstorm? Who know. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.

On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Another piece to the puzzle, one step closer to finding the truth of this place. But it might not be enough to put everything together yet, that might take some more time.

Most importantly, everyone needs to get to know each other. This 'game' is one of 'know your enemies', and your very survival depends on knowing when someone is acting odd.

PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS | MURDER PROPOSALS/VOLUNTEERING | LOCATIONS | APPRENTICE PC POST

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

Comments

gore

[whirlingmace]

[ She'll stop as soon when Aoi says something. She's still crouching down on the floor. ]

I know where's it's been. Right here on the-

[ Oh that's not very nice. ]

Whoa. It's the pretty lady doctor.

[latebluemer]

[She's going to go back a step, putting a hand over her mouth and turning pale because yeah, that's. A lot. At least it was before breakfast, so there's less incentive to hurl at this point, but still.

Blue Angel's going to busy herself with the tablet. The whip is getting unsummoned immediately and she'll deal with it... later. Unless she needs it again.]

... Yeah. Yosano-san.

[She had to look up the profile to be able to tell.]

There wasn't an announcement.

[whirlingmace]

It also wasn't Thursday, right? Maybe this was something else?

[ Hmm ] Do you think she made the Captain really really mad?

[latebluemer]

[She's still fumbling with the tablet, uncharacteristically slow-fingered.]

Right. The Thursday rule. But it never said people couldn't kill on other days, just that -- it only counts as a trial murder that day.

[Which is also a really arbitrary rule, but there's some kind of realization there. They're never safe, huh?]

I don't know if it's the Captain. And we can't ask.

[Unless someone else dies on them.]