week 0 - arrival

[vicedirector]

seven vices arrival ♫ saturday & sunday 36 players remaining You remember happening upon something awful and nauseating. What it was, precisely, is lost to you, but you have the instinctive feeling that by escaping from it, you've avoided something terrible. When you open your eyes, you find yourself laying in bed in a dark, dusty room, facing a digital alarm clock. Its face, reading 12:01, is one of the only sources of light in the room. The other comes from the window, shadows flickering about. Opening the blinds will reveal that it is nighttime, and what looks to be a massive bonfire has been lit in the street at the front of the building. A wooden talisman hangs around your neck, with one of seven symbols carved on the back. Attempting to take off the talisman will result in a wave of intense dread, and the all-too-familiar nausea. A brass key engraved with a unique room number lays on the bedside table beside the clock, as well. But you won't get any answers just sitting in your room all night. >Investigate? This is an open mingle for arrival in the town. Waking up just after midnight on Saturday, characters will have the weekend to explore and socialize before the plot begins. The profiles and IC rulebooks (both the personal ones and the public one at the chapel) have not been revealed/given out yet. The kitchen will still 'prepare' breakfast on these days, and the bonfire will burn continuously into the daytime. Per items: smaller items that a character could easily carry with them will be in their rooms. Animals and larger objects will either be waiting outside or in the hotel lobby. cast setting

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saturday night

[muties]

[ Walking around at night might not be the most sensible idea, but Roxy figured Why Not. She doesn't expect anyone else to be outside at this point, but maybe it shouldn't be because so far some people are kinda weird around here.

She turns at the voice. That... sure looks like a young child brandishing a makeshift spear ok wow. ]

I'm Roxy. What's up?

[ ISN'T IT PAST YOUR BEDTIME, KID ]

[lastgirl]

[There are no bed times in the apocalypse. Yet another girl though. How many of them are here?]

I'm Buddy. [She lowers her stick, not quite as aggressive anymore.] What kind of name is Roxy?

[muties]

[ True enough. ]

Well, it's not any weirder than "Buddy", is it?

[lastgirl]

...Guess not. [Buddy is not a great name, but it's the only one she's ever had.] Are you a good fighter Roxy?

[muties]

Yeah, I guess I can be? Why d'you ask?

[ She'd be a better fighter if she had a rifle but no her item is a dead cat. ]

[lastgirl]

Because we're gonna have to fight whoever kidnapped us. It might be dangerous, so I wanted to know if you can defend yourself.

[She doesn't want to see the other women here get hurt.]

[muties]

Not necessarily. Maybe they'll be all diplomatic and shit.

[ There's like a solid 20% chance. ]

But yeah, I can hold my own in a fight. That's what me n' my friends were gettin' geared up to do before I got here, fight some assholes. You do a lot of fighting where you're from?

[lastgirl]

[Oh Roxy, so hopeful...]

Yes. I've been trained to fight since I was 8. Just wish I had my sword with me. Have to make do with this. [She waves her pointed stick with a scowl.]

[muties]

Since you were 8? Dang, kid, that's hardcore. [ Though when she says sword, Roxy thinks of Striders and their bullshit. ]

Hey, that's a pretty bad ass pointy stick. You could totes impale a guy with that. [ encouraging??? ]