week 8

[vicedirector]

seven vices week 8 21 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 boathouse and lake up North Anyone looking for them will also find that Alisha's spear and Sadie's earmuffs are now gone. >Mingle? This is Week 8'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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all week - tuesday

[dhaosu]

No. Are you not already involved with someone else?

[sobowtor]

At the moment? I'm definitely involved with way more than one other person.

[She married a lot of dead people Dhaos.

Here. She's chucking rice at you.]

[dhaosu]

...

[ Poland, what. There's a small, gentle breeze that he may make come in a direction that would make the rice fly to the side; he tries to make it look not very suspicious that it's a magical one.

But, they're indoors.

Also, he doesn't want rice in his hair, do you know how long it takes for that to get out? ]

I'm afraid I do not understand very well. However, I presume you are not very serious about this then, and it is some type of joke?

[sobowtor]

[Poland's momentarily distracted by the wind carrying her rice away but--]

No, I'm completely serious.

[She's completely serious.]

[dhaosu]

...

[ He doesn't know what to say to that. Well, he said 'no' though, so... he decides to just. Well. ]

...I see. I wish you good luck in your endeavors.

[ He begins to make his escape. He's getting too awkward and confused. Maybe this was a "nation" thing for friendship instead of real marriage. ]

[sobowtor]

[Dhaos must be the jealous type. First over cheek kisses. Now over Poland marrying more than one person.

God. How troubling.]

Your ring is the prettiest ring though!

[That should help.]

[dhaosu]

[ No that just makes him halt, because that embarrasses him again. Still, despite it all, he does think he wishes to say something, and turns to face her again. ]

...Poland?

[sobowtor]

[Yes my bride?]

Hmm?

[dhaosu]

It is nice having you around... you are a good person. Do not let what anyone says convince you otherwise--although I am sure you would not.

[ He holds up the ring. He knows she's not perfect or anything, but thinking about it, even light-hearted times like these were good, and he figured it needed to be said at one point. She's still a good friend. ]

....Although, sometimes some of what you do baffles me, your token is appreciated. I shall try to at least give something to you in return.

[ And that is all, before he turns to leave again. ]