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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[heroizes]

Oh.

[ There's understanding in his voice, even if he's stressing that syllable a lot. Jack crosses his arms as his expression does at least shift to be sympathetic. It might be genuine, or it might be because he knows what he should show facing words like that. The difference wouldn't be clear even to him. ]

Yeah, it's... Well, terrible seems underwhelming? Worries me if they'd start out with a kid, y'know? Since, uh, there's a lot of them. Iiiin my opinion, anyways, but I realize that makes me sound like an old fart since they're teenagers. Ugh.

[ He reminded himself that he's old, which is the Worst? Jack shakes his head to dismiss that thought, though. He pauses, uncertain of what to say, but ends up just asking idly: ]

Why, though? I mean-- Why're people dying, not why're you upset, since, uh, yeah, obvious. It's not gonna make things better, I know. But if there's a reason, I dunno.

[onepunchgirl]

Teenagers aren't really kids. At least, that's how I see it. Back home, most people put a gun in the hands of a twelve year old and start teaching them how to survive. ...That sounds like more of a bummer aloud than it did in my head.

[SHRUG that's basically the life of anyone out in the wasteland. Brotherhood or not, you need to learn how to use a gun if you intend to live long.]

I guess I'm just wondering what her involvement was, and why she would kill him? Was she put up to it? Did she have some motive that we'll never know? I wouldn't be surprised if the people running this facility killed him, but if it really was her...then why?

We shouldn't be against each other. It's wrong.