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

Comments

[purrtagonist]

[a light laugh]

No promises.

[messianic]

[Ruefully:]

You really are a handful. I'm not sure what I expected.

[purrtagonist]

I'm not me if I'm not being at least a little cheeky.

[eyebrow quirk]

[messianic]

Seems like it...

[...]

I guess I'll just make sure to have some ice handy.

[purrtagonist]

I don't know if I should be offended that you really think I'm going to run into a wall again or not.

[messianic]

I don't know if someone who ran into a wall once already is allowed to be offended by people being prepared for that.

[Blandly!!]

[purrtagonist]

It jumped out and attacked me.

You saw it.

[messianic]

Right, right, of course...

A mighty Phantom Thief taken down by a sneaky, dastardly wall.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . .]

[RIGHT. THAT IS. . . IN HIS PROFILE]

Walls are a thief's worst enemy.

[messianic]

[SURE IS....

also.

wow.]

... I didn't know that.

But I guess you're the expert. [Dryly....]

[purrtagonist]

The more you know.






Picture rainbows here.

[messianic]

[...A pat on his head.]

You're clearly fine. I'll leave you to it, then.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . head pats. . .]

Nya.

[HE SAYS WITHOUT INFLECTION]

[messianic]

[Oh my god.]

Bye, Nekira.

[purrtagonist]

Bye, Minyato.