day one

[judgejudy]

DAY 1 Complex Population: 35 ( October 3 - October 6 ) It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast avaliable in the cafeteria if you want it, as well as meals from 11AM-12PM and 7PM-8PM, but otherwise? The day is yours. Take your time to explore the complex, relax, and enjoy each others' company, as who knows what the next day has in store? Though as you explore, you may notice that there's a new door unlocked and a new place for you to spend the day. One of the locked doors on the second floor is now open, so residents can partake in the clean, modest gym if you're the kind to keep in shape. — This post is for the first day as defined in the schedule. This post is for general mingling and CR buidling, and will not include significant plot interaction. character statuses character profiles private conversations

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rec room / god i just saw you talkin shit

[puffing]

[ as if talkin' shit somehow summons him, here is Bigby. the man who has destroyed the bathroom stall and two of the three broken pool cues. maybe he has decided to live in the rec room during the day, who knows. either way, he hears Alvin's complaints and promptly clears his throat, appearing behind the man and peering over his shoulder. ]

Maybe it wasn't a couple of people. Maybe it was just one person. One guy. Who knows?

[betraitor]

[oh. someone is looming over him ominously—that totally bodes well. except that it probably doesn't, but his preservation skills are top-notch in situations like this.

casually, he turns on his heels and takes a step back to lean against the pool table, folding his arms over his chest, nonchalantly.]

Maybe it was—it's kind of hard for me to yell when I didn't see it happen. Point still stands though, don't you think? "We're all in this together," or something like that.

[puffing]

[ there won't be any need for preservation. Bigby is just the type of guy who wasn't afraid of admitting to his deeds, regardless of if they were good or bad, smart or dumb.

sometimes, though... he likes to delay holding out on that admittance for shits and giggles. this may be one of those times. ]

And who said that? Did I miss the mission statement on the wall somewhere, or did you get that from Judy yourself? [ gonna just fold his arms and give Alvin a good once-over. ] We don't know if we're in this together.

We don't know shit. Maybe that's enough of a reason someone gets pissed enough to break something. Maybe not.

[betraitor]

Hey, you never know. Maybe a little bit of a positive mentality will get us through it. That's what one of those idealistic kids would say if they were stuck in a place like this.

[and they might not be wrong? maybe? the hell if he knows if that kind of idealism really applies in a situation like this.]

Anyway, it's not like I don't get it. I'm not exactly thrilled with this either. There are literal monsters I know better than everyone in this joint—nobody's saying it's sunshine and rainbows and we need to be friends. But breaking things we all gotta share's...

[he shrugs. it's just kind of a dick move, bro.]

[puffing]

If you have some to spare, I'll be happy to take it. Afraid my job's got me more cynical than anything else.

[ being a detective in a world like his would do that to a guy. Bigby isn't the type of person to be trapped somewhere, if only because it was more akin to locking an animal in a cage. either the captured hurts itself when lashing out or it's able to damage something else in retribution.

apparently "something else" is a bunch of pool sticks. :'( ]

And what if I told you I knew who did it? Would you want to give he or she a few choice words? Take out a few of your pent up frustrations on them instead?