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

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

Comments

[justonezero]

Ah-

[Closing his eyes and putting a hand to his head because yikes!?]

[dereban]

Oi, are you okay?!

[ suddenly there's a sound of large concern ]

[justonezero]

[He keeps his eyes shut, cringing. Owwwwwww...]

Couldn't... read it...

Sorry.

[dereban]

No, it's fine, I just-- I didn't expect that to happen from just a voice recording. You don't have to apologize, it's fine.

[justonezero]

Mm...

Head hurts.

[This is like the headache from hell oh god.]

[dereban]

Do we need to get you some help...?

[ HELLO GUILT, MY OLD FRIEND, she's honestly ready to get hated here ]

You probably shouldn't force yourself too much. Do you— [ she chews on her lower lip ] I'll help you sit. Or anything else, if it still hurts, although I'm no medical professional.

[justonezero]

Sitting... or sleeping?

[He has no idea if he'll be able to sleep through this but being on a soft bed sounds much better than stuck out here.

Sorry bed, he should have known better than to shun you for Minecraft.]

[messianic]

[OH MY GOD...WOULD PEOPLE STOP BLEEDING.]

H-hey, Nanase-kun--

[YIKES.]

Maybe you should...sit down for a second...

[justonezero]

[His eyes are still shut tight, but he sort of

puts one arm out

trying to find a wall or something to keep him upright as he crouches to the ground???

Pain is bad, actually.]

[messianic]

[Here... let him carefully take your arm, Yoshi... he'll guide you to somewhere you can sit.]

It's just me.

[justonezero]

[He follows without protest! Not that he would normally, but the state of his brain definitely means he's not available for chipper, weird comments.

Once he's seated though, he curls up a bit not unlike Atsushi, hand still firmly on his head as though that will somehow lessen the pain.]

It hurts really bad.

[There's a hint of confusion in his voice, though. How is this happening?]

[messianic]

[That's honestly kind of heartbreaking.

Minato reaches out with a sleeve to wipe the blood from Yoshi's face, uncaring that it means his sleeve is bloody now.]

Hey... It's going to be okay. Take slow, deep breaths. Someone might have some painkillers too.

[latebluemer]

What-- Was that just from the recording?!

[She was definitely keeping an eye on what was happening on the tech side of things but um?!]

[justonezero]

[Owwwwww...]

It's like... it was pushing me...?

[Sorry if that doesn't make sense though, his brain is not doing great at the moment.]

[latebluemer]

[She'll carefully put a hand on his shoulder, and then after a moment, reach for one of the napkins nearby given they're in the restaurant and try to help dab at his eyes. No good for them to get blood-crusted at this stage. Gross, but manageable.]

Okay. I don't understand how your numbers work, but has this happened before?

[justonezero]

[Removing the blood is appreciated! He waits until she's done dabbing it away before he shakes his head.

Definitely never done that before.]

[latebluemer]

So it must have something to do with the staff themselves...

[It's half to herself since she assumes he isn't up for an in-depth discussion about this yet. Anyway. Just going to hand him a clean napkin in case it starts up again, while she thinks it over.]

You didn't see anything, then?

[escardos]

So it doesn't want to be read, then. That might've been a warning from it. Like a 'don't enter' sign or something.

[purrtagonist]

[holy shit]

Yoshi-kun!

[totally reaching for his shoulder because YIKES]

[justonezero]

[Oh good, at least he's not just kind of lost in what is apparently infinite space now. There's something grounding him, even just a little.

He'll continue to clutch at his head however, that pain's not gone yet.]

Sorry. Couldn't read it...

[purrtagonist]

[Akira's hand will remain on Yoshi's shoulder, an anchor to the real world, until he's completely sure Yoshi is okay]

[his voice is calm, but firm]

Don't worry about that. Take it easy; you need to sit down.

[justonezero]

Um... where is...?

[A chair? Or maybe he should just sit where he is?

Ugh, his head is pounding.]

[purrtagonist]

This way.

[gently tugging against him to lead him towards the nearest chair. he'll grab a napkin on the way there to help. . . clean up the mess. . .]

[13thpromise]

[ That sure happened - ]

Are you -

[ His words fall short though because he notices the others seem to have it handled. Still, he'll just be watching, and listening in as intently as he can. ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[There's enough people hovering around that he doesn't feel the need to step in, but he'll still flash a concerned glance over.]