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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[whirlingmace]

[ Inaba is cute and caring and good friend. She knows why. ]

Dare!

[purrtagonist]

[OHOHO. his expression gleams dangerously]

I dare you to ask someone to dance with you. For only one song is fine.

[whirlingmace]

[ That actually sounds like fun! ]

Hehe! Okay.

[ She'll wander over to Mimi. Be right back!]

[purrtagonist]

[ooooh good choice Cinque. POP-FUCKING-CORNS]

[whirlingmace]

[ She's back now and she has an important question! ]

Hey hey, Sataling! Can you turn around for a moment?

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . . ?]

[he obliges, but not without giving her a curious look]

[whirlingmace]

[ Let's check out the butt! ]

I'm looking for holes.

[purrtagonist]

[he's got a nice ass, I'm sorry]

[there are no holes]

W-- why?

[whirlingmace]

How did the tail go through then?

[ And yup. It's a nice butt. She can tell him that later. ]

Oh yeah. I was dared to do something, Sataling.

[ And since he's being so trusting...

She's going to poke his sides before trying to tickle him ]