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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[clearasmud]

[ For Youko, it's several long, boring hours before the strange metal box comes to life. It's shocking, all of it, but a perfect demonstration of power. It won't take her long before she's driven mad.

She'll have to act quickly, then.

She doesn't need to kill, though. No, if she can identify the people most affected and prod and push - that should get the job done.

The challenge would be not winding up the victim, and not getting caught.

But she can't exactly voice any of that, so instead she opts for gaping and pointing at the television. ]

What is that thing?!

[takanome]

It's a television!

[Takao is ashamed of himself in the minute of silence that follows the frustrated outburst, and tries to proceed in a calmer manner, though his tone is still very snappy.]

They show you sounds and pictures from far away. So you can watch plays, or sporting events, even though you're not there.

[clearasmud]

[ Somehow, Youko had not expected to get snapped at despite choosing to freak out about the least of the group's current problems, and starts when Takao does so.

But this what she wants, isn't it? Stressed people. Any kind of real success will need a more refined approach, but she can start feeling out things here and now. ]

How? That's incredible... and a little frightening.

...I'm sorry, I shouldn't be focusing on such a trivial thing when we've just been handed this trial, should I? But...

[ Youko lowers her head so that her bangs hide her eyes from view. ]

Someone... someone is going to die, and I don't want to think about that!!

[takanome]

[For the first time here (maybe not the first time ever, there are some boys on his team who should wash harder in the locker room), Takao wishes he didn't have the hawk eye, because he sees the startled expression unfolding on Youko's face in high definition and slow motion. He forces a smile, feels his lips inch apart to expose his teeth one by one, but the guilt in his pupils is sharp as a needle for needlessly yelling at an innocent little sort of old lady.]

Hey... we don't have to think about it any more than we did when there wasn't a motive at all. Nobody has a gun to our heads yet.

[Wait ] A gun is a weapon-- [No, never mind, that can wait after all.] The information usually travels through wires from all over the world. We only get one channel - like, one person - because we're all alone in Lebensbaum, nobody is connected to us besides Miata-san's boss.

[clearasmud]

[ It's a good thing for Youko that she can't read people's minds, because she might feel a little guilty if knew Takao's.

But she doesn't and presses onward, hugging herself with faintly trembling arms. Quietly, almost mumbling to herself: ]

But... this will force us to. The moment we're alone, we'll have nothing else to think about. And when someone snaps and go looking, they'll go for...

Unless...

[ She's content to let Takao's mind fill in the blanks. It'll be more effective that way.

And then she goes back to the other part of their conversation, like she's trying to distract herself from going any further down that terrible line of thinking. ]

...Wires? [ ... ] You mean like... electricity. Telegrams and phones.

The future sounds amazing, Kazunari-san.

[ BUT NEITHER OF THEM MIGHT BE THERE TO SEE IT, HUH ]

[princessantly]

I have been told it's called a 'television', mostly mean to deliver news and entertainment!

[ ... This coming from the person who'd screamed and thought it was haunted the first time she'd actually turned it on. ]

[clearasmud]

[ You, Alisha. You are her people. ]

A 'television'... but we have other things for those. The moving pictures with proper sound and its small size make it impressive, but surely it would get unnerving after a while...?

[princessantly]

I suppose that's why we're given the option to simply ignore it. From what I was told, it doesn't seem to be working properly anyway.

[ She gets you, homie. ]