week 1

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 1 ♫ monday - thursday Monday morning begins just like the rest, slow and uneasy. At 12pm, every television will go off with its usual bout of static, followed by a calm, albeit disinterested, voice. "Please gather in the hotel lobby within the next hour." That's all that it says before the televisions turn off. Anyone not in their rooms will hear the voice echoing around them as if through a speaker system, although there are (still) no speakers present. Curiously, anyone who has spoken with Miata for any period of time during the past week will notice that the voice coming from the television and her own do not match up. Come Tuesday, the footsteps around the void will begin drifting away from it. The pitter-patter of feet can be heard when standing outside the clinic and chapel as well. On top of the food that was added to the kitchen last week, spaghetti noodles and tomato sauce is now available. You're welcome, Papyrus. >Mingle? This is Week 1's mingle log, covering Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday. Investigations will go up on Friday. When posting toplevels, specify the time and location. If you plan on having any private conversations between characters, remember to let us know in the post linked below. cast setting rulebook profiles private conversations

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[symbologic]

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[Bill.]

Yes, it seems you can. Perhaps our captors are the ones you should be offering your inspiration as a muse to. You seem to have...a real knack for this.

[More like, dear lord, that is a terrible motive. And terrible motives are the ideal here.]

[billarious]

Think if I asked Toots to give us a suggestions box she'd put in a good word for us? I'm just full of ideas like this! All the walls are suddenly this really ugly shade of pea green, the pillows whisper compliments to you all night while you sleep, the food all tastes like corn, I really know how to drive a person to murder y'know? I bet nobody would last any of these awful motives!

[symbologic]

[Okay those are all really good/bad motives but the most pressing thing here is clearly:]

...Toots? Do you mean Miata?

[billarious]

Right in one, Hazelwood.

[Accompanied by a finger gun.]

Pretty fond of that hostess of ours!

[symbologic]

[He quirks a brow at "Hazelwood". For a moment looking as though he half expects to see that Bill is talking to someone else other than him. Has he finally gotten a nickname? Or did Bill just forget his name... Dare he risk losing nickname status by asking?]

I see... [She's not all that bad? He...guesses he can see where Bill is coming from??] I suppose there is no harm in asking. The worst she can say is no.

[Which she probably will but hey, you go turn on that charm of yours, Bill. Get that suggestion box for your bad motives.]