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.

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Comments

[13thpromise]

Then...did only some people "remember" being in a lab again?

[moonlightbeast]

I might have been? I had an orange jumpsuit on, and everything looked really sterile.

[xenoqueen]

[...!!]

I...think that was what I remembered, too, it's just-- [She closes her eyes.] None of this makes sense.

[moonlightbeast]

Do you...think we were in prison?

[Because orange jumpsuits.]

[xenoqueen]

I...don't think so? [Ripley shakes her head.] I mean, if I remember correctly, I was working on...some sort of machine or something. I don't think they'd let prisoners do that.

[She falls quiet, her eyebrows furrowed in thought. She doesn't like not knowing things, especially in a situation as precarious as this one.]

[moonlightbeast]

Mmm...it was close to...

[He trails off, and he shakes his head.]

Something was about to happen, in a few days. I can't quite remember what. So it felt like I was in limbo until then? I couldn't go anywhere, so I was just wandering around a...base, or a lab, or whatever that place was.

[xenoqueen]

[She crosses her arms, chewing on her bottom lip.]

We'll have to keep these things in mind moving forward. I don't know how this falls into place, but...it has to. [A pause.] Somehow.

[moonlightbeast]

If we all had the same clothes on, and remember the same place, then it might have to do with why we were all together on that road?

[xenoqueen]

[wow ripley is probably really fucking shaken to not put that together. either that or a dumbass is playing a supposedly smart character]

You're right. That, plus whatever...Ellie say about us being in new bodies...

[She doesn't like the implications of that.]

We need to see how this plays into getting out of here or...playing the game.

[resortghosts]

[Ripley's tablet buzzes with a new message.]

i remembred soemthign !!! there was a lot of blood and guts and there was a lto of screaming and somethging was chasing me

i know there were sme researches watching me btu i dont know if i was one of them or nto

[After a short pause, another message:]

this is medic byt he way

[You know. In case you couldn't tell.]

[xenoqueen]

[There's a brief pause as Ripley stares at the message on her tablet. She glances over her shoulder, as if seeing if anyone else had seen it. She then turns her attention to write out a message.]

are

you sure that wasn't just a dream

[because that sounds a hell of a lot concerning]

[resortghosts]

i mean i gue ss it could be a dream but then we're all having weird dreams at the same time

maybe "we're all rememberuing things at the same time" is also farfetcehd but it makes a bit more sens,e sijnce we all have no memory of how we got here, so it could be a sign that whatever form of memory blocking we had is wearting off?

i also rem,ember that whatever patient i was workign on- the word "scp" came to mind. id otn know what it means but i know that the patient was oen.

[xenoqueen]

hell, the staff already control everything. i'd believe if they had a control over our own memories.

[especially after that one staff member asked her whether she'd actually been in space or not....]

scp? is that an acronym or something? or a codeword? do you know if the patient you were working on was different in any way? i mean, different in the sense of being something other than human.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake was debating how much to say, but he knows this much at least would be important.]

I remembered hearing talk about having a tracker on me. It told them if I left the 'facility' or not.

[A grunt.]

No clue if it was real, or if its still there. We've lost the only people who could check, anyway.

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley tilts her head to the side, frowning.]

It seems like all of these...dreams or memories or whatever have several things in common--first off, it's always in some facility or some sort. Secondly, it's usually being facilitated by other people in some way.

...Who knows how much time has passed since then?

[She grips her hands tighter around her arms, though her expression doesn't change. She doesn't like any of this.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Hrrrrrhhnn.]

There's no way to tell...for now. Unless we ask Fift- The Apprentice. See if he has any answers.

[He's sure it'll all be things he can't disclose yet, but it's worth a shot.]

Another thing, I remembered there being 'agents', and guards. Any of that familiar to you?

[xenoqueen]

Researchers, for me. Leading me back and forth from the machine. No guards, from what I can remember.

[Ripley tilts his head, raising an eyebrow. She heard that.]

Fift? [She repeats.]

[geckodad]

Funny. I sure didn't feel like I was a prisoner. Felt more like I was willingly doin' somethin' important for 'em.

[It wasn't a bad dream, it was...fulfilling in some odd manner]

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley raises an eyebrow at that. She felt the same during her memory--knowing that the machine would only allow her to work on it, while others had came out dead or heavily mutilated.

...But she's not going to discuss it here. Instead, she just gives Iwai a curt nod. Just so he knows.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Mind if Snake butts in, Iwai? He's just been standing there, listening, after all.]

You didn't, huh? [Hrrnnhhgh] Strange, it felt like I was trying to escape.

[geckodad]

I don't think I wasn't. I was checkin' weapons and equipment for people goin' in missions. Used to go in them too.

[...]

I was helping bring down fatalities by seven percent lower already since I started workin'. Kind of a feat, I guess. Was aiming to bring the number even lower.

[winter1982]

A machine? Do you remember what it looked like?

[Hm...]

They had me analyzing some weird stone. No idea why they'd give that task to someone who's not even a geologist, but they sure did.

[xenoqueen]

I...don't know, it was a lot of cogs and parts everywhere. The thing didn't seem to make sense, or have any purpose, but....

[She sighs. It had broken again. They wanted her to fix it again. Again? Like she'd done that before? Everything about it felt familiar yet...so alien.]

What was so weird about the stone, anyways?

[winter1982]

When I took off a chunk of it to get a closer look at it, it started to throb, Ripley.

[Normal stones don't do that!!]

[wrongtiming]

[After a few moments of listening, he speaks up.]

...Does anyone remember someone referring to you by some weird code name?