DAY FIVE

[judgejudy]

DAY 5 Complex Population: ??? 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. Even better, it's two rooms! You'll find a dated computer lab, but at least you can play classics like Kid Pix and Ski Free. Connected to the lab is also a small movie theater, though the movie selection only goes up to 1940... Also, anyone taking a stroll by the fountain this morning may notice something odd about it. The water is red. — 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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[turinged]

Elizabeth and Adam drowned, and you died of dysentery before we could reach Oregon.

[this explains everything]

[modissty]

[WELL THAT'S A CONCERN.]

Drowned—? [Is that he says first, before she mentions dysentery and Oregon and he realizes that oh, no, Elizabeth and Adam are still fine. Probably.] ...Is this meant to be a game?

[turinged]

Oh. [a pause, a bit self conscious.] I did not realize you didn't know it is a game. I would explained before telling you they drowned if I knew.

[anyways.]

Yes. The goal it to reach a far away area before tragedy befalls your group.

[modissty]

Ah - it's alright. I was able to figure it out, at least.

[Before assuming that people had fallen into their neat blood fountain, good lord.]

That... mm. It's a strange choice of game for a place like this, isn't it? I can't help but wonder if they're trying to say something with this.

[turinged]

I wonder if they are worried that we may find a way out of here if we become restless enough, and are trying to provide a distraction to prevent that.

[a pause, pushing herself away from the terminal. it makes her feel a little frustrated at herself to put it like that, honestly.]

[modissty]

Perhaps... Though I wouldn't think that having a few games thrown our way would stop us from finding an exit if one existed.

[Which he believes is still true. He just... isn't sure how easy it'll be to find.]

[turinged]

Even so, several of us have spent time on it instead of using our energy somewhere else.

[that's ignoring the fact that she wouldn't know where to start with her efforts, of course.]

[modissty]

True enough...

[He sounds a little frustrated himself, if only because he also has approximately zero idea of where to actually start with the whole "trying to be useful" thing.]

But if more and more of these areas are opening to us, the potential of finding something useful grows, too.

[turinged]

Do you think they would open an area to us if it led to the potential for escape?

[it isn't said derisively; she's honestly curious about his answer.]

[modissty]

Not intentionally, no... But I do think that the more space they open to us and the more things they have to keep an eye on, the more likely they are to make a mistake sooner or later.

[That's the big hope, anyway.]

[turinged]

Do you think... there is something we may be missing? It seems strange that we haven't been able to find any clues as to our whereabouts, however small.

[she frowns. if they just search harder, surely there must be something...]

[modissty]

Surely there must be. After all, everyone makes mistakes, isn't that so? Unless their network is vast and airtight, we have to be missing some sort of flaw - something that we would benefit from by finding.

[What that is or where it may be, though, he has no idea.]