WEEK 1 - MINGLE

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WEEK 1

You've found a safe haven from the wind and the snow - yet, perhaps you're not quite out of danger yet. The Resort Staff are odd, but seem harmless - jumping to any whim you might have, if it doesn't make them oddly lock up.

The weather all week is perfect - the perfect temp and snow for plenty of skiing. The firepit in the courtyard is always lit too, with ingredients for smores and hot chocolate always available in the lobby. Though...in the halls, a strange bunch of songs keep playing from the hotel's sound system. Is whoever runs this place a weird cover song enthusiast?

So far, everything seems fine....but there's a weird sense of unease lingering over the Resort as everyone wakes up Monday Morning. Maybe that has something to do with that strange memory that popped in your head when you woke up? Or maybe it's that all of you woke up in the middle of a snowstorm, with no memory of how you got there?

In the end...even though everything should be fine, why does it feel like this is only the prelude to a nightmare...?

PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS | MURDER PROPOSALS/VOLUNTEERING | LOCATIONS

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Comments

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He shook his head exhaling slowly]

I was more focused on trying to get out and towards the road... that didn't work out.

[xenoqueen]

[Ripley tilts her head to the side, curious.]

What do you mean?

[...Was the snow just piled too high or something?]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

Well, after a point, I lost consciousness and woke up back. in my room.

[Actually not his room, but like hell he'll mention the real truth by nearly becoming a ham sandwich]

[xenoqueen]

[Blinks. Ripley lets that information sink in for a moment as she chews on her bottom lip.]

They must be having some sort of interference field or...something to prevent us from leaving. Did you feel anything before you passed out?

[theycallhimmrpchan]

Just lost and disoriented...

[Which isn't too different from his normal state of being]