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...?

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Comments

[relentlesslyonwards]

...Is it?

[He blinks when Flat mentions the dream before his face shifts to something more troubled.]

Yeah, but I don't really think a hat would've done much against them in that case.

[escardos]

Well, we won't really know until we find out, right?! It won't hurt to try!

[ and, just to show, he'll put on a tin foil hat on his own head ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

Iiii don't really think it'll do anything, but sure.

[Well, here he goes...

...

Yeah, this is silly.]

Uh... are we supposed to keep wearing these the whole time?

[escardos]

For maximum protection, yeah!

[ he nods! ]

But if you think it bothers you too much, then you can just use it for when you're sleeping, since it's when you're most defenseless.

[relentlesslyonwards]

W-well, if they come at me during the day, I think I could probably manage something without it.

[He nods to the sword at his side which. Kind of puts the hat in a slightly precarious situation on his head, but it's fine. Probably.]