sevenvices | week 0 - continuation

seven vices week 0

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tuesday - sunday
With that revelation, things are sure to be more tense--or maybe, you prefer to go the hope route? Either way, the atmosphere of the town begins changing ever so subtly. Once in a while, you can feel someone staring at you from behind, though when you turn to check, no one will be there. Footsteps can also be heard echoing when one stands close to the void, even when alone....of course, no one will be there, either.

As of Tuesday, extra food will be found in the kitchen. The ingredients are very based in Western cuisine: rye and wheat bread, potatoes, cabbage, beets, onions, cucumbers, assorted mushrooms, and the like are all supplied. In addition, there are also miscellaneous spices, eggs, milk, and an abundance of fish and pork. Various dishes made with the above ingredients will also be set out for anyone to take during lunch and dinner.

A copy of the rulebook has been pinned to the front of the chapel, and a wooden sign now stands at the east edge of town near the clinic: Welcome to Lebensbaum | EST. 1623 | Population: ♜♜♜♜♜♜♜. The bonfire will be lit every night from 10PM to 6AM, after which it will extinguish on its own.

>Mingle?

This is the last open mingle for Week 0. No motives will be given until next Monday, and thus no murders will occur. Enjoy your last week of safety!

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[Oh hey it's the cyborg guy. You're a cyborg right? He's pretty sure you're at least like 15% cyborg. He watches Rhys's headbanging fit from a few feet away, finally approaching once the man has fallen to the ground.]

Are you...quite alright?

[Do...do you need some help getting up?]

[ he's as much of a cyborg as you are an elf, faize! which means, probably a little bit. from his little spot there on the ground, he just looks up at the guy before sighing, deeply. ]

Been better! But uh, could probably say that for all of us. Ahaha... ha...

[ yeah. ]

[Cyborg by technicality it is then.]

Well, yes, naturally. But you seem to be the only one attempting to do yourself bodily harm.

[He offers his hand to Rhys. The ground is very cold? You should not be laying on it.]

Hence why I thought it would be best to see if there's anything I could do to help.

[ but what if he wants to lay on it! to like... repent his sins. he still reaches up and grabs for faize's hand anyway, pulling himself up with a sigh and brushing snow off his clothes. ]

Yeaaaah. Well, you wouldn't happen to know anything about computers and Artificial Intelligence, huh? No?

[ he's kind of assuming no here, actually. because why would anyone!! ]

[Up you go!]

Yes, actually. We Eldarians pride ourselves on our technological prowess, so I know quite a bit about both. [He chuckles lightly.] I take it you did not read through that notebook we were given very carefully, did you?

[You know what they say about assumptions, Rhys!!!]

Oh.

[ well guess who has egg on his face. he sort of awkwardly stands there, running his robot hand over his hair and uhm. right. ]

I... didn't. Not really. [ . . . ] Anyway, you can't help me. It's fine.

[ but rhys, he probably can!! don't count faize out so quickly! but instead you want to be a cagey loser so go ahead and do that, idiot. ]

I'm not sure how you could reach that conclusion when you haven't even told me what the issue is, but...if you're so sure...

[Shrug!! Go ahead, be a cagey loser.]

However, should you ever change your mind, I should not be too hard to find.

[ in a sort of hushed whispery voice: ]

I don't... really want to tell you. It's kind of private, bro.

[ and then he runs a hand through his hair and straightens up. he opens his mouth once, twice, before kind of shrugging. he's not really sure what to say. that was... a nice thing to offer? he's kind of surprised. ]

Still, cool. Thanks. I guess I know who to go to if someone tries to rip off my arm? Unless it's you! Hopefully it's not you! That would probably suck. Please don't rip off my arm.

[Faize's eyebrows raise ever so slightly at the word "bro". Some of you people speak in such strange ways...]

Ah... my apologies, I did not mean to make you uncomfortable. [HE JUST WANTED TO HELP. GOD.] And...I have no intention of ripping anybody's arm off, cybernetic or otherwise. So...don't worry?

[You are very paranoid, aren't you, friend...]

[ have you never had a bro before, bro? be a bro and get a bro, bro. bro bro bro bro bro.

anyway, rhys just waves him off with a hand. it's cool, faize! he's got this! ]

Then, we'll all good! You're not killing me, I'm not being killed, and you're also not making me uncomfortable anymore! It works out! Now, uh, go away?

[ he's super paranoid. and also rude?! but he does want to go back to wallowing in misery and hitting his head against things and if faize doesn't leave him alone, he might need to explain it and that all gets very messy very quickly. ]

Shoo.

[He has a bro but his bro does not use such words to refer to their friendship! Gosh!]

Uh...alright. I will take my leave, then. [He takes offense at being shooed but unlike SOME people, Faize is very polite and if Rhys wants to be left alone, he'll leave him alone. Oh wait, no,real quick he's actually going to say one more thing...] It was...erm. Nice? To meet you, Rhys. Take care not to injure yourself too badly.

[Okay, NOW he'll leave you to your head-hitting ways.]

[ thanks, faize!! tha...nks... you're too nice for rhys, honestly.

but hey, at least in goodbye -- faize is going to get finger guns pointed at him before rhys turns and looks back at the lamppost again. he might catch rhys muttering where are you to himself before he goes but that's about it.

yeah, this happened. ]

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