week 7

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 7 24 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 Katerina's 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 park and playground next to the clinic. >Mingle? This is Week 7'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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[herbgrace]

Really? [Lithuania wasn't expecting Poland to offer. She passes over the basketball.] Alright, then.

[sobowtor]

[Well Lithuania danced with her so. She figures it's only fair. Except Lithuania isn't horrendous at dancing like Poland is at basketball.]

O-ooh! [Poland fumbles with the basketball, not catching it and trying to awkwardly dribble it with both her hands when she drops it.]

... so which net is mine?

[herbgrace]

We'll just play half court. [Assuming Poland remembers how that works.]

[sobowtor]

Which half?

[herbgrace]

[Lithuania will point, to make things as clear as possible. The half they're standing on!]

1/2

[sobowtor]

...

I knew that! I did. Ha ha! I was kidding! Ha!

2/3 i lied

[sobowtor]

[Poland dribbles the ball. Sort of.

Is this ball kinda big or are her hands just sorta small? After asking Lithuania such an embarrassing question though, Poland wants to look really cool.]

Check this out. [Standing at the half court line, Poland tries to throw the ball into the net. Because sinking a shot from that far away, would be the absolute coolest!]

3/3

[sobowtor]

[Except, Poland's got a terrible grip on the ball and it just goes sailing towards Lithuania's face.

Uh oh.]

[herbgrace]

Poland, I don't think-- [But it's too late, the ball it out of Poland's hands and heading right for her face. She could catch it--but it hits the barrier that surrounds her person this week before she can reach for it. The ball bounces right off the barrier and goes flying back at Poland's face.]

[sobowtor]

[DIRECT HIT.

Poland sails backwards, dropping to the black top holding her face.]

[herbgrace]

[Oh no, this is going to be the dumbest murder trial. She's going to have to dump Poland's body in a ditch or something and kick her face in until the basketball mark is lost in the mess.

But more realistically, she rushes over to Poland.]

Are you alright?

[sobowtor]

[Poland is clutching face very tightly, ignore whatever wet stuff is leaking out of Poland's eyes. And nose.]

Don't look!

[This was the opposite of cool.]

[herbgrace]

[Oh, jeez, that's blood. Lithuania scoops Poland up bridal-style, basketball left forgotten on the court. She knows Poland can walk, but she doesn't trust Poland to move her hands away from her face so she can see to walk.] Let's get you to the clinic.

[sobowtor]

[This is. Absolutely the opposite of what she meant!]

This counts as you surrendering to me in basketball!

[That would sound way more menacing if it wasn't so nasally.]

[herbgrace]

That doesn't make any sense. [They are continuing to walk to the clinic.]

1/2

[sobowtor]

Red card!

2/2

[sobowtor]

... they have those in basketball right?

[Maybe that's just football.]

[herbgrace]

There are fouls in basketball. [Once they arrive at the clinic, Lithuania sets Poland down on one of the beds.] Are you going to move your hands now?

[sobowtor]

[Poland does move her hands. Quickly. To grab a pillow to ward off Lithuania.]

I'm not even hurt!

[Why do faces bleed so much anyways?]

[herbgrace]

You're bleeding. [Lithuania grabs for Poland's wrists.]

[sobowtor]

H-hey! [Welp.

You got her.

Your prize is getting to see Poland's gross, bloody, swollen face.

Brings back some hot battlefield memories right?]

[herbgrace]

[Poor Poland. Lithuania gives Poland back control of her arms in favor of getting some soap and gauze to take care of this.] Calm down.

[sobowtor]

[This doesn't even hurt that much. Poland's just really upset she, the nation of Poland, got bested by dimpled rubber.


In front of Lithuania of all people.]

...

[Poland can feel her cheeks getting hotter and eyes getting wetter.]

[herbgrace]

[Lithuania is trying to clean and dab at Poland's face when she realizes.] Eh--why are you crying? [Or, crying more?]

[sobowtor]

I'm not!