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thefoundation2018-12-03 11:28 am
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2018-12-03 11:28 am
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Week 2 Mingle
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.
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
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Let's hope someone does. [Ripley shakes her head.] If not, well...it's not like that much was wasted, anyways.
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You think they’ll let anyone within a mile of this place?
[He takes out a cigarette and lighter, not lighting up for now, only sparking it on contemplation.]
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Probably not, but it'll be good if anyone ever sees it. Eventually, with enough time, they'll break through.
[The question is when, and if anyone else is here to be rescued.]
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You made those yourselves?
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[Ripley frowns.] Though, if I'm being honest, the Staff were a little too eager to give me the nitrate. I don't even want to know why they had it on hand.
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Guess they'd let us have anything that could keep us playing their game. [He pauses, and finally lights his cigarette.] Speaking of, do you know anything about smoke bombs?
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No. Why? Were you thinking of maybe making some?
[Though, thinking about it, these flares would probably make pretty effective smoke bombs....]
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[Considering their discussions about combat and self defense, methods of disengagement seemed ideal.]
The blue kid came up with the idea.
[You know the one. The one that's just blue everything. It's even her damn name.]
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[She was thinking about getting a flamethrower, herself, but in a situation like this in such closed quarters...nah.]
Blue Angel, you mean? She's an interesting character.
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[You could’ve called her a colourful character, Ripley, and you didn’t...for shame.]
She’s got a good head on her shoulders. Even thought of using glitter bombs.
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Glitter bombs? [She lets out a loud laugh.] At least we'll know if someone used it. It's impossible to get glitter out of your skin.
[Said with the experience of a woman who has a toddler.]
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[Though not laughing out loud, Snake cracks a grin.]
Thought it'd make it easier to place people at a scene. Or make for some annoying targets.