Week 2 Mingle

[foundationmods]

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

[justonezero]

[Hmmm...]

Did anyone see a lady with red hair in their dreams?

[diesifkilled]

[His eyes widen.]

Yeah! There was a woman called Red.

[justonezero]

Oh! So that's her name?

[Huh!]

She had a really pretty voice. She sang sometimes - I remember thinking I really liked her songs. I even put it on a music player, even though it wasn't as good on that.

[diesifkilled]

[Nodding along!]

That sounds like her. I... remember making her curry. She liked spicy food a lot.

[justonezero]

She was really gentle! Much nicer than the other guy.

[diesifkilled]

The other-

[Oh shit.]

You didn't remember a guy in red, did you? With white hair? A huge asshole?

[justonezero]

Yeah, yeah! He wasn't that mean, though. Whenever Red was there, he got really smiley.

He even said that she stopped singing for a while, so he was working hard so she'd never be sad like that again.

[13thpromise]

...No, not really. But the people there were jerks.

[justonezero]

They were? The people in my dream weren't mean to me or anything.

[13thpromise]

...Yeah, whatever. They were just too curious for their own good.

[ It reminded him of someone he knew. Someone he didn't like. But... ]

Did anything about a strange Machine come up in your dream?

[justonezero]

Hmm... I don't remember anything like that!

[latebluemer]

There wasn't anyone else in my dream. Just a machine.

[Stares into the sun because that machine tho.]

[justonezero]

Sounds like there's a few people who remember a machine...

What was it for?

[latebluemer]

It was one of a bunch of applications I was trying to work with on a smartphone, but it wasn't responding, so I have no idea what it was for.

[A moment of thought, scrunching her brows, or maybe that's just at the memory itself.]

It was called... SCP-5832?

[justonezero]

SCP-5832?

[What's that...]

[latebluemer]

Some kind of name, or code, or designation? I don't know what it means either, but there were apparently a lot of this type of 'SCP'. Computer ones.

[justonezero]

So because you're good at computers... they were having you work on it?

[wrongtiming]

[For some reason, Hunter sounds surprised by that.]

Wait, that's what they called the phone?

[latebluemer]

No, that's the way I thought of it -- I mean, it was a phone, and--

[She's definitely taken off guard by the question, because it's a very strange detail to zero in on.]

Why do you ask?

[wrongtiming]

In the memory I had, that's... what they called me. There were these guys watching me do something, and while they were talking to me, they called me "SCP 6350 1H".

[Weird.]

[escardos]

No....but did anyone see some sort of ritual? And a man that asked you questions?

[latebluemer]

What kind of ritual and questions? I didn't see anybody else, but it seems like there were a lot of people involved in these dreams...

[She's kind of envious.]

[escardos]

It was just...a sort of ritual. Lots of drums and some sort of chanting. I remember that I was really interested and wouldn't stop watching.

[ flat pauses, trying to focus on any details. ]

Then...this man asked me what I thought about it, so I tried to explain it to him, but I guess he just didn't understand me. He looked at me weird and then just wrote down some notes.

[latebluemer]

That sounds like one of those old rituals that they'd do in a place like this. You know, far away from everything else.

[And possibly just far removed from the world she knows -- the glittering tech world of the present -- in general. Which kind of clashes with her visions of the Foundation, actually.]

Do you remember what the guy looked like?

[escardos]

I don't. But I remember what he asked me, exactly.

[ he pauses, and then repeats, just like in his dream. ]

"What did you think about the ritual for the SCP?"