week 4

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 4 28 players remaining ♫ 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. After hearing the motive, characters who choose to explore will find that the void around the town has retracted a bit, and there is now a police station to the far east of the chapel. On the chapel wall near the altar, black and white portraits of Youko, Zelos, and Morrigan have been hung up. Anyone looking for them will find that Youko's pink shoes and the fragments of Zelos's crystal are now gone. >Mingle? This is Week 4'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. More plot elements will be introduced this week. Mod comments will be occasionally distributed to open toplevels, accordingly. cast setting rulebook profiles private conversations

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[stupidly]

[Nodding along... Their killers have used weirder things so far. Like that whole scale set-up, good lord?! He can definitely see someone taking advantage of the guns, though, and he's not having it.]

That should be easy enough to manage, at least... If it keeps going at the rate of one new building a week, anyway.

[He'll follow along after, picking up one of the guns.]

[dhaosu]

Very much so. Next time we can even make a contest out of it.

[ He said it dryly, especially as he picks up a gun and literally just. Snaps it in half. ]

Odd, what kind of 'ammunition' are these usually filled with? Magic?

[stupidly]

[JESUS-- Gilbert stares at him and is pretty much literally making the same expression that's in his icon.]

Uh— [?!?!??] Oh. No - no, they're usually filled with bullets. Little pieces of metal that are fired out at very fast speeds... These are all empty. Lithuania checked earlier.

[dhaosu]

[ Keeps probably just snapping the guns in half to make them easier to melt. ]

I see. Fortunately, such a thing never existed from whence I came. There are enough things that could kill or harm as it is.

[stupidly]

...Right. I guess the same could be said for mine, but - well.

[People just love finding new ways to murder each other, apparently...!]

[dhaosu]

You guess? Pardon my curiosity, but...did something occur regarding that in your case?

[ Almost done snapping them all into pieces. ]

[stupidly]

[Gilbert: mostly totally useless today, just standing here watching Dhaos turbo his way through gun disposal...]

Er— something like that. There are existences where I come from that can substitute as weapons for some.

[dhaosu]

[ Gilbert is useful by virtue of passing on the idea of breaking down the weapons. Although that's it....and the man pauses at the other's wording. ]

... Existences? You can travel interdimensionally?

[stupidly]

[There's a look of mild surprise in response, but since Dhaos technically isn't wrong, he just nods after a second.]

I can't— [WELL... No, that's a good enough answer.] But the Chains can.

[dhaosu]

What are chains, exactly....?

[ What even. Is this a prison kink thing going on.....not that he would think that. ]