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thefoundation2018-11-26 04:48 am
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WEEK 1 - MINGLE

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...?
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

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[Iwai smirks. He's pretty sure he can counter anything they try -- he's crafty too, after all!]
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Very funny. They've got enough to worry about without getting drunk and acting recklessly. Like murder. Murder is pretty worrying.
[Why are all the adults like this....]
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[Doesn't seem like Iwai is that worried. Maybe because none of the kids he has met seems to be the type to try to get to booze for no reason. Everyone seems...more reasonable than he expected]
That's exactly why I'm goin' to keep that room locked. Not going to be givin' these to just anyone after today.
[The only reason why he's admitting to have a source of booze is because, well, better for everybody to know right away instead of them finding out later and making a big scene about it. At least now that he's making this knowledge public nobody can accuse him of hiding information or anything]
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Fair enough. I'll trust you to keep an eye on your own stash.
[She uncorks the bottle she's been inspecting and takes a careful sniff before pouring it out into an unused glass.]
All I got in my room were extra soft blankets. Granted, they're nice, but they're not alcohol. [A pause.] They were nice enough to put a picture of my daughter, too, but...it's creepy that they had a picture of her on file.
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[Akira's info, to be more precise, but he's not going to specify]
I should be glad there's no picture of my son anywhere.
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[Wait. What was that?]
You have a son?
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[It'd explain a few things, yeah...but also doesn't feel like the best explanation. Hm...]
Yeah. Took him in after the parents died in a car crash.
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I'm...sorry to hear that. [A pause.] It's good that you able to be there for him. How old was he?
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[And he's such a good kid]
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My kid's only a few years old. I was trying to negotiate my contract so I could see them after serving my time aboard the Nostromo.
[She scoffs.] ...Guess I won't be seeing them anytime soon, huh?
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It's not like we're gonna stay here forever. You'll see them again.
[All you have to do is not die, and really, among everyone, Ellen seems to be one of the few well equipped to not get killed. She should be okay, as long as she's not one of the few who aren't human anymore]
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You really think they'll just let us go if we get rid of all the 'mafia' lurking around?
[She does air quotes around the mafia part.]
Hell, we don't even know what to look for.
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[...although Iwai doubts it'll be before some deaths happen.
Still, even if they catch all the "mafia", he's sure they won't just be able to walk away. They'll force their way out, he's sure of it -- not because he's particularly optimistic, but because he intends to push to make that happen somehow, once they get a chance]