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WEEK FOUR: MINGLE
WฬดฬอEฬดฬฬEฬธออKฬธฬฟอ FOUR: MINGLE
(26 gฬดฬฬปuฬทออeฬดฬฬฏsฬถอฬขtฬตอฬปsฬดฬฬก ฬดcฬดhฬดeฬถcฬดkฬทeฬถdฬธ ฬถiฬดnฬด)
Good morning, esteemed guests. How does it feel knowing you didn't catch all of the culprits? Hm...all you can do now is move on.
As you awaken on Monday, youโll find that things are just as they were the night before. The kitchen will serve piping hot breakfast during the morning hours, the poolโs been stocked with fresh towels and the gardens are open for anyone who wishes to spend some time among nature. However, should you explore a bit, youโll find that a few new changes have been made to the hotel itself.
Your room service menus are still on your desks if you wish to browse before leaving for the day.
The front door no longer spins endlessly, for one thing. Should you make an attempt to exit the hotel, you will find yourself entering a new location. Some of you may even find this place familiar.
In addition, should you enter the elevator you will find a new button appears, proudly reading 04. Pushing this button will take you to a new floor where you will also find a few new areas to peruse. Explore to your heartโs content, get to know more of the hotel, and take your time in learning more about each other.
You're probably sick of learning about each other by now, but you have a long way to go. You've bonded by now, started to make new friends and relationships that have been strengthened by the test of time and tension. But now, this week, you may find yourself feeling a little more openly positive about the people around you. You might feel inclined to deliver compliments you normally would not, hold hands with people you aren't as close with, hug each other, or...whatever your certain brand of affections may be. It's easier to give them away this week, if only because it doesn't seem you have a choice in the manner. Hope you're ready to get cozy, everyone.
Finally, for those of you with a spare ticket in your pocket, feel free to visit the Starlight Gift Shop, stocked with new items for this week.
NฬธAฬตVฬดIฬถGฬถAฬถTฬดIฬดOฬธNฬท.ฬท
STATUS
MONDAY
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
A THING
anyway, as you exit or make a move to, you'll find something strange happening. your feet move on their own, guiding you to a specific location.
once you stop, you and one other person are standing at the entrance to the chapel. is that music...?
two people in this thread, please!]
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immediately takes estelle's hand.] Hey, boo. We going in?
[what music is it...]
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A THING
On Friday morning, you awaken to the loud sounds of a typewriter tapping away at a message, and a shrill ding! as a line completes.
Strangely, there's no printout on your typewriter, if you're near one. Instead, when you open your eyes, there's a folded piece of paper on your chest that looks a little something like this. It feels a little thicker than usual...?
EXCESSIVE ALCOHOL CHARGE.... $โโโ โ โโโโ
PET FEE...... $โโโโ โโโโ
SUBTOTAL $โโโโ โโโโ
TOTAL DUE: KAEYA ALBERICH'S LIFE
CHECKOUT COMPLETE!
Starlight Hotel: You Can Check Out Anytime You Like, But You Can Never Leave!
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
PAGE 1/2
2/2 ๐
EYEPATCH ADJUSTMENT....... $โโโ โ โโโโ
TWINK SURCHARGE...... $โโโโ โโโโ
SUBTOTAL $โโโโ โโโโ
TOTAL DUE: RUPERT'S LIFE
CHECKOUT COMPLETE!
Starlight Hotel: You Can Check Out Anytime You Like, But You Can Never Leave!
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
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So much for the pizza. Mini-investigations are now live and available! Please use the mini-investigation-coordination channel on the Discord server if you would like to sign up. Trial will begin Saturday at 12pm EST/9am PST. Check the header in Discord for other timezones! See you then. :)
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What does one do to 'relax?'
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Why would you ask this group for help with anything.
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take a bath maybe?
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lup is standing here with her cool sword, waving it a little. every so often, one of the other sluts throws a furby at her and she slashes the fuck out of it. about like, half the time, she misses, but it's fine, it's all in the spirit of the game. if the furby hits the wall instead sheโs not about to be fussed. harrow is assisting, trying to drive the furbies towards lup, using what appears to be a human legbone to knock them back in her direction like a hockey stick.
giving a new meaning to the words b*ble thumping, sheila slaps any of the furbies that come flying her way with a certain book that is missing from the chapel... with varying levels of accuracy. wow, wonder who stole that book! every time she sends a furby flying right back, she dabs. lup hollers at top volume whenever she does this. sorry.
whenever thereโs a pause or break in the flying furby shenanigans, yuri can be seen gathering up angry, squeaking little furbies and bringing them back to the front of the group. he makes a motion towards lup, harrow and sheila, waiting for an acknowledgement, before pitching one towards them at mach fuck speeds. he will not be stopped, do not try to save the furbys they deserve it. (he pauses to applaud sheila when she dabs though. go get โem, mom.)
holding a sword thatโs much too large for a low-strength-arguably-twunkass-bitch is mollymauk, using the end of it to smash up the track the furbys are running on to prevent them from escaping the terrifying bullpen that has become their final torture chamber and hassling the shadow attendant (and you!) if they try and intervene. he already has a necklace of beheaded (can you behead a furby? they are sort of all head.) furbys loosely strung together, some of their feet still kicking as they attempt to run. is this a horror game now? ]
Come on, move along! Nothing to see here! Unless you want to join in, then itโll cost you a ticket.
MONDAY EVENING / LOBBY (1/2)
Jason Todd! I knew we had something special when we first met. Even though you put a gun to my face!
[ he'd let him do it again, ftr ]
Anyway, we should be together! I won't hide my feelings for you any longer!
surprise, it's really [2/3]
Stop.
[HE'S LOOKING AROUND. WHY IS THIS IN PUBLIC? Sylvain is still going, so he races over to cover Sylvain's mouth with one hand, the other arm looping around Sylvain's shoulders so there is no struggling away.]
Would you cut it out? Not here. Woo me in private.
i can't take it anymore i'm at my limit
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What's that?
[He does seem interested in whatever is happening! But he's also definitely hand-holding right now like it's no big deal.]
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[Pats his head.]
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Mid Tuesday
Party in the lobby!
[ if and when enough people drop by, she toots excitedly and throws her hands up. ]
It's a celebration!
[ a cart will roll out from nowhere specific, a cake placed ever so jauntily on its surface. and yes, the words underneath the cake topper is still visible.
I am so sorry ]
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But this week is the station, not the demon sex boat.
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MINI EVENT
On Wednesday morning, you are all awoken to a strange clicking noise. When you seek out the source, a ding! is heard and a message is on display on your typewriter.
Welcome to your fourth mini event! This is another free-for-all style mini event, so please feel free to hop in and engage with whichever prompts you want.
To receive rewards for this mini event, your mods would like to see a contribution of 5-10 comments beyond a top level. Try to interact with people outside of your original games! Please turn in your mini event participation here.
PART ONE
[ As you find yourself playing along with this, you may notice a few things happening throughout the day.
โถ๏ธ You may feel a little more loose-lipped than usual - perhaps even willing to answer some of the sillier speed dating questions, no matter how embarrassing the answers might be.
โถ๏ธ Is there an uneven number of people around at any given moment? Not a problem! Sometimes, a third seat will be made available as you're shuffling around, and you'll find yourself on a three-person date.
โถ๏ธ An affection meter appears above you when each date begins, filled to a point of your choosing based on your preexisting feelings for your date. It will fill or lower based on if your speed dating partner is behaving in a way you find endearing. If yours fills to the top, you will feel compelled to give them a kiss - lips, cheeks, and hands are all valid options. (These kisses will not count for the kiss counter.)
โถ๏ธ Occasionally, you may find yourself acting in accordance with a sin. Perhaps you are suddenly jealous of the person who is now chatting up your last date, or you're more focused on the snacks than your partner, or you want to start a fight instead of chatting, or you feel as though you should boast about yourself to your date... anything is possible as long as it fits one of the eight sins that people indulged in on the station. ]
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PART TWO
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๐ 1/5...
A loud, rumbling starts up in the chapel, growing louder and louder every few seconds. And then, suddenly, a car busts through the front of the chapel and out into the open, the tires squealing to a halt. Smog and dust roll up over the hood from the back before slowly beginning to clear. The front of the pristine white car has been desecrated with a blow-back of a lot of....blood. All the way up the hood and over the windshield. Its outside frame has been dented, too. Terrible.
The driver's side door opens unsteadily with a heavy, satisfying clunk. Someone steps out just as all of the smoke is clearing. It's Jason, wearing an outfit hilariously not too different than usual. Under the jacket, his front and back on one side has been soaked through with blood. He's holding his other side with one hand like he's trying to keep himself from moving his torso.]
Oh, I'm definitely... going to hell for that one...
[And then he falls right over onto the ground.]
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he's dressed much in the same way jason is, and looks... great. he looks great. if you ignore the blood seeping through the front of his clothes right above where his heart is, and the way his face twists and he holds his back awkwardly whenever he moves. when he stumbles around the car to where jason has collapsed in a heap, he's favouring his left leg immensely. ]
I'm too afraid I'm gonna aggravate something if I try and move you, big guy.
[ he looks a little exasperated. and in pain. equal amounts of both.
โชโซ it's the... eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fiiight~ โซโชโช ]
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1/???
it almost overtakes the sudden appearance of futaba getting tossed out the door. she hits the floor with a hard yelp and almost vanishes under the giant wizard hat she's wearing. it's fine probably? she's just gonna vibe on the floor for a minute while the doggo's bounce around. ]
2/???
the moment shinobu realizes where she is, she slowly picks herself up and grabs something long from the closet with her right hand and drapes it over her shoulders. her big white floppy hat does a good job of hiding her expression, but her very cute and lovely white outfit does nothing to hide the splashes and streaks of red that cover it here and there. her pants may have seen better days, too what with how they're torn burnt in places. sometimes, things happen.
her hat moves side to side, as she looks around. ]
My, what an uncouth man. Are you all right? If anything has changed upon coming back, please let me know. It seems... I'm a little...
[ hm. ]
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SUITE DREAMS ๐๐
โฆโงโชโงโฆ
When Thursday evening rolls around in the hotel, you can almost feel the tension in the air. Why in the world would it feel tense? It's just a hotel. Just another night.
Maybe you're ready for it, though. At eleven o'clock, everything falls eerily, eerily silent, and then there is a single click noise, as the door in the room you're in locks. No matter how much you kick at the doors, no matter if you put your key in your own lock, no matter how you scream or yell, it seems as though you're locked in for the night. The typewriters in the room refuse to type characters. The phones have no dial tones. There's just nothing.
Silence.
But you're used to this, right?
A familiar hour passes, this way.
As the clock strikes midnight, however, an overwhelming amount of shadows crawl up the walls of the room you're in, pitching the room into complete darkness, and then, just like that, you're fast asleep.
Sweet dreams, guests. We'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning.
Have a nice rest. See you Friday, at 3 PM PST/6 PM EST for...A Thing. ♥