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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TALK TO JUDY

[judgejudy]

INVESTIGATE

[judgejudy]

[ That water certainly is strange, isn't it? Please note that touching the water will bring some consequences. ]

warning: last prompt will lead to amputation

[selfsufficiency]

Morning - Media Lab;
[Another day, another bunch of new things to investigate! Alice is sniffling, but at least her coughing and sneezing isn't totally distracting today. It's probably only a matter of time, though. She stops only to get breakfast before poking around for new things, bypassing the fountain since it got her sick last time, and ends up here.

...what the heck is an Oregon Trail? Time to find out. Oh, it wants her to name the family... she looks around and waves whatever poor unfortunate soul who happens to be nearby over.]

Hey, help me with this for a second.

Afternoon - Entertainment Theater;
[Alice has discovered the joys of silent movies. Which is probably a good thing, because it's keeping her distracted from more stupid things (like investigating the red water and getting even sicker).

This one's only just started, but she's already snickering at how hilariously overexaggerated everyone's movements are.]

I guess I have to give them points for giving us these to watch. ♡

[She's literally popcorning. Why.]

Evening - Technology Lab;
cw: amputation later on in this thread
[Alice has eaten dinner already because she doesn't have a weak stomach, but part of her is hoping that the two who are meeting her here didn't, because she sure doesn't want to clean up blood as well as puke once she's done here.

That said! She'll face both of her companions with her hands on her hips once they arrive and gives them a no-nonsense look.]

Right, so you both know what we have to do here. Are you ready?

[daturah]

Morning - Apartment 8

[It's past 8am, and while Hitsugi is very much not asleep, she's not entirely awake and chirpy either. Burrowed into a blanket burrito, she's spending the morning in bed for as long as she can get away with it. It's been a rough night, alright.]

Cafeteria - lunch time

[The poor excuse for mashed potatoes have been reshaped into an approximation of food animals courtesy of kitchen cutlery. If you stop and chat, Hitsugi might make a food shape of you, too.]

[turinged]

media lab

[when she awakens to find the new areas open, she looks around the media lab first. after surveying the area quickly, she takes a seat before one of the computer terminals. it takes her a few minutes to realize there's no useful information that's easily accessible, so instead, she starts playing one of the games.

after about the third time someone dies of dysentery:]

This is very morbid.

cafeteria

[later, in the cafeteria, she can be found... not eating. she's not playing with her food, but she's found that she has little appetite after taking a meal from the machine. after a few moments of staring at the portion on her tray, she glances at whoever is closest to her with a small frown.]

Would you like some? I am no longer hungry.

[puffing]

MORNING → CAFETERIA.

[ curfew's lifted and the inhabitants prisoners of the Complex are allowed to leave the room. of course Bigby is awake long before that. he may have gotten an hour of sleep, two if he was lucky. he didn't feel like he had the luxury of sleeping in when people needed to digest what had happened yesterday. it was far more emotional and tragic than the first one, which is saying something considering it was. the first.

after a little bit of time in the gym working off some frustrations, he assumes the cafeteria is the best room to hold an early meeting with anyone that decided to involve themselves. a town hall setting, so to speak. it's one of the only things from Fabletown that he thinks would translate well here. they can talk and communicate their thoughts without fear of having to vote someone a few hours later. and they all have a lot to talk about.

Bigby's gone ahead and arranged a couple rows of chairs for anyone that wanted to partake, and he starts it off by standing in front of them. ]

I know it's early and a lot of you probably don't want to think or talk about what happened, better yet have the energy to do so. But we need to. We all got opinions and theories. Let's hear 'em.

AFTERNOON → ENTERTAINMENT THEATER.

[ there's better, more productive things for Bibgy to do. like investigating the fountain and why it's blood red, or to look through the terminals in the media room for the small possibility that additional information may be available. or he could go talk to some of the more vocal people that may not have been present in the makeshift "town hall" meeting from earlier. instead, he wishes to bring pain upon himself. one look at the available films for the entertainment theater and he was immediately confused as to why it only went up to 1940.

one film that was available by that time? maybe it's best to call it a cartoon. Bigby is going to watch The Three Little Pigs animation, only to follow it up with something more painful ― The Big Bad Wolf. if anyone comes to the theater around this time, they'll find Bigby slumped down in his chair, watching through hands cupping at his face. he looks to be trying to hide from both public eye and himself. boy, oh boy, how true that actually may be. ]

EVENING → REC ROOM.

[ time to end the evening with something a bit less... hurtful. anyone in the recreational room around the later hours of the evening will find Bigby posted up at the pool table, playing with one of the recently repaired cue sticks. it's only fair that he uses one that he's broken. pool is one of the only things that provides him a brief glimpse at sanity, and he's been at it regularly since they've all woken up here.

for the time being, he is just playing by himself, walking circles around all four corners like a predator as he judges his next shot. feel free to invite yourself or just watch to talk to him. ]

[betraitor]

morning, outside cafeteria;

["fake it til you make it" is the theme of the day for alvin, so as he makes his way to the cafeteria in the morning—well, he can be seen eyeing the entrance to the courtroom warily before drawing in a quiet breath and shaking it off.

it's fine. everything is fine, sometimes people just have to die, even when they're innocent. he can't change what happened. so.

it's fine.]

morning, cafeteria.

[alvin's not particularly enthused by breakfast. but the words that come out of his mouth after forcing down a forkful of unappetizing cafeteria food definitely sounds a lot more casual than his expression implies.]

The least they could do is give us better meals. It's almost like they want to kill us with this slop before someone else gets the chance.

[—or maybe it's a little bitter.

it's fine, right? sure.]

afternoon, media lab;

[it's only natural he wants to see what the new rooms look like—but alvin really wasn't expecting a room full of computers.

there was a time when he would have had to play pretty stupid about knowing how they work with any detail, but all that is out the window anyway. no use in hiding it. instead, he lets out a mildly amused chuckle, and states incredulously under his breath:]

Oh, wow. Haven't seen anything like this since I was a kid.

[but in many ways, alvin is, in fact, a manchild, so of course he's going to check them out, because as a kid, he wasn't allowed to actually play with them. not really, and even the computers he had seen where a bit less advanced than this. for whatever that may be worth.]

wildcard;

[because maybe someone wants their space invaded by alvin in more creative and different ways, that's fine.]

[antietam]

media lab, afternoon

[ Who would have thought they'd see Adam out and about the next day. He's not really out and about, he's been impossible to find if anyone's been looking around for him. But he decides to check out the new rooms.

If anyone's looking while Adam is at a computer, they can see him freeze up. He seems to be reading something that's shocking given that his eyes are widening the more he reads.

Then he's done and he pushes himself away from the computer violently but he's still looking at it. The life goes out of his body without warning and he drops into a sitting position, face pressed against his knees.

Feel free to come across him like that too because he'll be sitting there motionlessly for a bit. ]

[selfdenying]

morning - cafeteria

[Alfendi Layton, looking somewhat tired, is in the cafeteria, tapping the edge of his pen against his lips as he thinks - he's looking down at his notebook, which seems to be filled with a ton of scrawls. Look over his shoulder to see what he's writing, and...well. One example of a sentence looks like this:]

AYSDO LMINT NEEY OMFA TALL YNAIN

[It looks like absolute gibberish.]

[When he notices somebody behind him, he just looks over his shoulder and smiles, his tone light.]

Oh, hello. [A pause.] It isn't nice to look over people's shoulders, you know.


evening - semi-closed to alice, will possibly be open later

[Much later, after the whole amputation business is over, Alfendi hurriedly makes his way throughout the Complex, looking like he's in search of something - when he sees Alice standing by the fountain, he pauses, before approaching - he looks strangely desperate.]

Alice... [He frowns.] I'm sorry, but you need to give me more, Alice.

[nobeans]

Morning - outside the community bathrooms...

[ Good morning world... It's ass o'clock in the morning.

Or well, 8 AM you know.

And Kei is just casually... Waiting outside the bathrooms for some reason! He keeps peeking in occasionally just to make sure no one is there or something of that sort, but maybe it can look Really Bad out of context!? Why is he doing this... But feel free to approach him? ]

Midday - Media lab

[ So when you're a ye olde samurai you don't know much about technology, that's for sure. Though, Kei can't help but try out the computers because they seem kind of neat - also perhaps they might be useful despite not knowing their true purpose... So here he goes.

Though... Uh, it brings up the oregon trail game and he's just looking at it, curiously. ]

I can't seem to do anything else with this.

[ It wants him to enter names and all that, actually. ]

Afternoon - Entertainment theatre

[ He's kind of fascinated by the moving pictures. Feel free to choose whatever movie is playing on the screen.

He can't look away! It's actually kind of cool?! Stop him before he gets too close to the screen... ]

So... What is this even for, anyway?

[onepunchgirl]

locked to rhys

[So after Rhys assaulted the terminal during the trial, Veronica decided she would go and fix it. It gives her something to do, though it may not be a job she can get done in a few hours. Computers aren't quite her thing, but it'll get annoying for Judy's voice to be so crackled during the trial.

To her surprise, someone is already there.]

Aha...the criminal always returns to the scene of the crime. Just like in the old books.

bar/lounge
[Come here a little later in the day and you'll find Veronica...seemingly passed out with her head on a table, beer bottles surrounding her.

Uh...approach?]