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

[swordhandled]

Are you... here to play?

[maskarang]

No.

[swordhandled]

Oh.

Alright then.

[ coughs ]

[maskarang]

[ a long silence. ]

Be careful in that outfit. [ he's assuming tsumugi made it so, like. respect the seamstress??? ]

[swordhandled]

Of course I will be! I can't let Tsumugi's hard work be in vain.

[maskarang]

Good.

[swordhandled]

[ he nods

and is just going to.

awkwardly fidget there

in a maid dress ]

[maskarang]

[ ....

as soon as he's fed up with the silence— ]

Stop fidgeting.

[swordhandled]

I can't.

[maskarang]

Try.

[swordhandled]

[ holds still











































fidgets ]

[maskarang]

[ ok he cant actually keep ignoring this if its gonna be this obvious ]

What will it take to get you to stop this nonsense and hold still?

[swordhandled]

Could you... adjust the back? I don't think I closed it up entirely back there.

[maskarang]

[ squinting beneath the mask ] Why didn't you ask whoever dared you to wear this to close it?

[whirlingmace]

[ So just sliding here so Owain and Gerome can keep talking outfits and stuff. She'll come over in a maid outfit ]

Gerbear! Hi hi! What do you think?

[ She'll give a spin ]

[maskarang]

That someone here has a strange fascination with maids.

[ It feels kind of like he should be offended. ]

[whirlingmace]

Oh she might. I asked if I could wear one because it looks really cute.

[ Tsumooogie did get pics of Cinque in it \o/ ]

Do you want to play?

[maskarang]

... You wear it better than Owain, if nothing else.

[ Still weirded out by it though. ]

And no.

[whirlingmace]

I don't know. Maybe he'd wear it better if it was just the apron part?

[ Thinking about it. She will lightly place a hand on his arm. ]

How about just one round? Maid uniforms won't be involved.

[maskarang]

No.

[ Thanks Cinque, he hates it. After he looks at her hand, he sighs. ]

You'll only dare me to remove my mask.

[whirlingmace]

[ Wow. But okay ]

The mask will stay off limits, too.

[ Come play. ]

[maskarang]

[ He needs a moment to think this over. Eventually, he sighs and nods. ]

One round.

[whirlingmace]

[ She wins \o/ ]

Yay, thank you. Truth or dare, Gerome?

[maskarang]

[ Let's be honest, she was always gonna get him to give in. ]

Truth.

[whirlingmace]

[ hmm ]

If you had free time to do whatever you want, what would you do?