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DAY THREE




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.

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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.


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mansplains: (Hod only knows why)

[personal profile] mansplains 2016-10-12 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Something to help heal that face of yours, maybe.

[He'd been gathering tuna cans to try to make some kind of fish medley, but he does pause to try to get a better look at Luke]

But I'm taking requests. Anything you want in particular?

[He's also looking around for a wet cloth or something for the ol' kisser]
chiseler: (hit 'em right between the eyes)

[personal profile] chiseler 2016-10-12 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Unless you can magically make ice...[A shrug. That's a lot of fish though and he's not sure how to feel about that just yet.] I think I'm more interested in how you could possibly make fish edible. [He nods at the cans.] That's a skill most of us probably don't have.
mansplains: (Hod only knows why)

[personal profile] mansplains 2016-10-14 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Sadly, that's not on the menu of Chef Guy. I'll see what I can do about the fish, though.

[But he pauses for a second, putting the fish cans down]

Hold that thought. I'll be right back.
chiseler: (it was really only you)

[personal profile] chiseler 2016-10-14 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Wha--wait where are you going? [Guy??? Don't leave him with the fish what the hell. But he has nothing else to do so he sighs and leans against a counter, staring at the canned fish dolefully before he starts to stack them for his own amusement. Save him.]
mansplains: (The blacks want)

[personal profile] mansplains 2016-10-21 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
I'll be back before you know it.

[He returns pretty soon with a large wine glass, empty, but he wasn't allowed to take any alcohol bottles back]

Well, I couldn't find ice... but try putting this on your face. It may help.
chiseler: (breaking in a sweat)

[personal profile] chiseler 2016-10-21 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's leaning back with his eyes closed by the time Guy returns but. He opens an eye and stares for a moment.]

...Guy you know that's a wine glass right? You think it'll help? [But he's still reaching out for the cool glass.]
mansplains: ((What?))

[personal profile] mansplains 2016-10-22 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Well, it's better than nothing. At least it's cool, maybe it'll help with the inflammation a little.

[Look, he tried, and therefore no one can criticize him!!] I'll look for a wet cloth later.
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