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

[whirlingmace]

[ It's pretty cool looking. Giving a nod ]

Yes, I would I would.

[swordhandled]

Stand back.

[ again, owain takes a deep breath before pointing the blade at another snow man

who is destroyed by lightning shooting down from the sky ]

[whirlingmace]

[ She'll shuffle closer to him and watch. ]

Whoa! That's really cool. Cater would be jelly!

[swordhandled]

Cater? One of your friends from home?

[whirlingmace]

She's part of Class Zero! She uses a gun that shoots magic like that.

[ Just going to hold her hand like she's holding a gun and pretending to pull a trigger. Pew pew. ]

[swordhandled]

Ah, interesting! She may very well enjoy this then!

[whirlingmace]

[ hmm ]

Hey hey, Owainie. Want to see mine?

[swordhandled]

Oh, please! Show me!

[ you've already seen owain's ]

[whirlingmace]

[ Just going to hold her hands like she's holding something and then there's a sparkle of red before poof! There's a mace with the head hitting the snow with a loud crunch. ]

It's called Thor's Hammer.

[swordhandled]

[ !!! ]

Amazing! Was that a summoning skill?

[whirlingmace]

[ Summon? Oh. ]

Yeah, I can store whatever I want.

[ She'll make her weapon vanish and then make her stuffed moogle appear next. ]

Like this. It's very useful.

[swordhandled]

Indeed! So you can store anything?

[whirlingmace]

Anything!

[ Making her stuffed animal vanish and then making a mug of hot chocolate appear. ]

Mother made us super special.

[swordhandled]

I felt that you were special to begin with, so this only makes you more special.

[whirlingmace]

[ Looking a little surprise and then smiling as she pokes her fingers together. ]

Hehe thanks, Owain. I think you're pretty special, too!

[swordhandled]

Heh, thank you Cinque.