DAY THREE

[judgejudy]

DAY 3 Complex Population: 33 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. There's a workshop and tinkering lab that you can now access. It includes everything from power tools to more terminals (so no need to crowd around the commissary terminal to chat with Judy anymore). As tempting as all these tools may be, they cannot be removed from the lab. Only completed projects may be taken out of the lab. That said, it seems like someone may have already been here, as there's blood smeared on one of the terminal's keyboards. Also, anyone taking a stroll by the fountain this morning may notice something floating in the water: a boy's severed foot. — 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. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard

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[antietam]

[ It's alright, he seems to forget all shame when she compliments his work. He doesn't think he's ever heard that before. He makes himself keep working even though he kind of just wants to talk now. ]

What sort of strange things? These robots are a different sort of strange, I guess. [ He seems to think very hard about that question. There's a frown. ]

I... don't know. I'm not very familiar with technology, honestly. I don't even have a cellphone or laptop. I can fix cars but I don't want to do that all my life, you know?

[antietam]

[ He takes it silently, planning to keep working but then he's spoken to. He looks over at Guy, surprised. ]

Neither have I. [ There's some relief that he's not the only one with no access to this technology. ] I don't know why we're getting access to these sorts of things. What if someone figures out how to build a deathbot?

[antietam]

[ He takes the tool but then sets it in his lap. This feels kind of awkward? ]

Oh... not particularly. I've only fixed appliances and cars. But there are kits here to learn, so I figure I might as well. Do you know how to do all this?

[daturah]

I actually did. I guess my body just needed the day to be over with after all of that.

[She's not about to admit she finds a lot of the people around her looking similar, but she offers a tentative smile, all the same.]

Would you? I'm used to small classrooms, and this many people is overwhelming for me.

[daturah]

Don't mention it.

I guess the food not being very appetizing doesn't help, does it?

[daturah]

[Hello, familiar face! She holds up her "sheet", pointing out his name next to the cartoonish doodle of his face.]

It's Hitsugi Kirigaya. How do you pronounce your name again? Is it "Gey" or "Gai"?

[daturah]

[She's come from a school of teenagers who fit the bill, so she can believe that. Pity she can't remember much about them for some reason.]

A deal? You mean allies. What a great idea. If it were under better circumstances, I could almost pretend it's a game. [She's not taking his words lightly, despite her airy tone. Her eyes are serious, at least.]

I'll certainly take that to heart. I may not understand what's going on yet, but I also don't want to die.

[antietam]

[ HI LEO... he's fine to serve as entertainment because it's better than being dead, probably. He just looks sadly at this disgusting meat. ]

It's not that. I'll eat anything most of the time. But we've just had corpses everywhere and there are still more staff members who probably want to kill us. Are we just expected to move on?

[tearable]

[ WELCOME ROOMIE, time to get out of the dumps... except, not really. Shit is horrible here. His request for clarification is greeted with a sigh. Things weren't ever simple - ]

Either or. If we're put out, I doubt we're going to wake by normal means. Could just narrow down where the killer came from - if he kills again. If we rig doors with alarms, we can see if one of them have been disrupted - narrows down the field a bit, don't you think?

[tearable]

[ None of this will do any good, but it's better than nothing. ]

Was a good avenue to start thinking of, even if it has problems. Precautions. Don't know about you, but I'm more focused on making sure we narrow our suspect pools from 30 to a hell of a lot less.

[tearable]

No, he yelled at me for hitting his floating machine companion - thing.

[tearable]

[ Technically? They're both stupid with technology, the only difference was Elizabeth was able to time travel and learn shit, okay! Don't be so hard on yourself. ]

Gotta think of one first. Still... still working on that.

[ Elizabeth shuts her eyes tightly, as if she feels a migraine coming on. However, when he mentions the kindness, she's opening her eyes with a narrowed focus. ]

Kind is one thing, but you're not trusting anyone, are you?

[modissty]

It is a little much to tolerate, on top of everything else. I don't suppose this type of food is normal for most people, is it?

[modissty]

[Oh time travel, what would we do without you. Besides be as inept as Sakyou is when it comes to things like can openers and modern faucets.]

If I can help, please let me know.

[He feels like it's the least he can do, to lend as much help as he can here. That question earns her a quiet lapse into silence, though, and then a relatively honest and straightforward answer.]

I wouldn't trust anyone to value my life over their own, which sets reasonable boundaries, I think.

Re: TALK TO JUDY

[adlucem]

Hello, Miss Judy. I hope you're doing well.

[So yeah, Leo's still kind of upset about the trial. Even if the result had been randomized, he can't help feeling like he had some part to play in Diva's death, and he isn't too pleased at the lack of assistance they got from Judy. Still, he's not an idiot. He knows better than to alienate the one source of information they might have. (This is why Elliot isn't allowed to do the talking.)]

I was hoping you could answer a question for me, about our community. It's something that wasn't listed on our profiles, but that's understandable. [He pauses; even though he hasn't met anyone from his country, discretion still seems like the best option.] Are we Contractors?

[daturah]

It's below average in quality and taste, even if I'm used to more excellent than most people. [Missing that boarding school life]


I'm sure everyone here will come up with alternatives to improve our meals in no time, though.

[selfdenying]

Yes, indeed. It's a way of compartmentalizing the situation and seeing exactly what's missing, and what we may have overlooked.

[He's a logical man, and breaking down something like this in a way that he can see different sides of it is not unlike trying to see the hidden sides of a Rubik's Cube he needs to solve, in his opinion.]

We're so lacking on information now that anything I could do to get more information would be useful.

[becauseimacoward]

Floating machine companion thing.

[Doesn't sound familiar]

...a robot?

[jackhole]

[ he hovers for a moment before shrugging and sitting near enough to her to talk, arms resting on his knees and a glance towards dumpy who hovers over to the side. rhys is just glad the robot is keeping quiet for once. ]

I... can't say for certain. There's a kind of workshop open now though, could probably try and build something? An alarm? Or something. I'm pretty good with that kind of stuff, if you want some help. I don't know.

[ honestly, he really doesn't know what else to do but offer his skills. the ability to be nice about this kind of thing just isn't there for rhys otherwise. ]

[tearable]

Of some such nature, yes. He's oddly defensive of it.

[chiseler]

[To her credit he at least smiles at her. Ava's one of the people in the complex he likes enough that he won't immediately be a brat.]

Comes close if you ask me. [It's also clear he's a little bothered by the events of the previous day, but not enough to dwell. Death happens. They just have to hope it won't happen again anytime soon.] What do you think would happen if one of us really got sick or hurt in this place?

[becauseimacoward]

[Well that's interesting]

Maybe he made that robot. People get defensive of the stuff they're proud about.

[Surely it must be a robot of GREAT quality, as befitting of a young bright man like Rhys!]

[tearable]

I will.

[ Truly, she means it. There's been a limited amount of time for her to brainstorm on how to get out - helpless, she can't come to the conclusion she wants.

As he responds to her comment about trust, she'll nod. ]

Better than most. People need to be wise that the collective may seem to want teamwork and all that comes with it but... the killer is still here. Who knows what their next move would be.

[ Could just be a one-off murder, right? ]

Don't even trust me. [ Just puts that out there. ] I barely do that enough.

[jackhole]

[ look, is it truly his fault that aglionby guys have style? they really know how to dress, in rhys' opinion. also, that's all taken wildly out of context!!!

dumpy is happy to see adam though, leaving rhys to hover around him before settling near his elbow, also watching adam's hands work. rhys looks concerned for a moment before shaking it off. he'll let dumpy do his thing, as long as he's not screaming at anyone while he does it. ]

Oh, yeah. Kind of. It's like... what I'd usually call junk, hah. But even if you're working with scraps, you can still build something pretty good if you know what you're doing. There's plenty in here to build something, even without the kits.

[ a pause and -- ]

Are you gonna try and put an AI in the robot?

[alittlemaster]

[A blueish-gray-headed boy tries to come into the tech lab, but freezes two steps inside.]

...Put on a shirt. [Before he quickly turns right back around and leaves. That's it. That's all Rhys gets.]