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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[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"?

[mansplains]

You can just call me Guy. Trust me, it's a lot easier to pronounce. [But he smiles at the little doodle, because it's cute....] Nice to meet you, Hitsugi.

Is that what you're up to? Getting familiar with everyone through art?

[daturah]

I'm just trying to memorize everyone's names. [she adds a couple of spikes to doodle!Guy's hair] The little drawings help me remember.


They're not very good, I know.

[mansplains]

No, I like them. It's very creative. [He tries to take a closer look, without actually moving any closer]

I should take a leaf out of your book, I'm having a hard time remembering everyone myself.

[daturah]

I'm sure you'd be able to make more friends that way. Although that might be hard if you're standing all the way over there. You don't find me scary, do you?

[mansplains]

Welll--- kind of, but not for the reasons you're thinking. I have a hard time getting close to women. It's nothing personal.

[Just pathetic]