WEEK 1 - MINGLE

[foundationmods]

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

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

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[justonezero]

[Time to get a read on her vitals, if he can!]

[dereban]

[ Besides being exhausted as all heck, Inaba's mostly fine! ]

[justonezero]

[And after a couple seconds:]

Yup! Just exhaustion!

[blutsauger]

Danke.

[Archimedes returns right about then, with a small bottle of sleep medication that he drops on the bedside table.

And now it's time to wait, and see how she's doing when she wakes up.]

[dereban]

[ And eventually she does stir, but it's a bit of a jerk up on her bed as she puts a hand on her head because she's--

And then she glances around and realizes that oh.

She's not alone in her room. ]

. . . hi?

[justonezero]

[Ah, there she goes.]

You collapsed from exhaustion.

[And then, pointing to Medic helpfully.]

He can tell you more, though.

[dereban]

Ah, great.

[ You can hear the sarcasm in her voice as she leans against her pillow. ]

How long was I out?

[blutsauger]

Oh, good afternoon.

[Medic's been chilling in a chair off to the side, reading a book he got from staff. Archimedes flies over to Inaba and just. Perches on the side of the bed. Hello.]

It's around 2pm, I believe.

[dereban]

Two--

[...]

Did I miss anything important?