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DAY NINE
 Complex Population: 18 It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. There's breakfast available 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 few new doors unlocked and a new place for you to spend the day. Behind one door, you'll find a neat, tidy classroom. Like the Media Lab, none of the textbooks seem to cover anything past the 1940s, but if you'd like to do arts and crafts, the supply closet may be your place to spend the day. Across the walkway, there's also a small garden for growing fresh vegetables, so maybe you can finally be somewhat free of canned food. For once, there's nothing amiss about the Complex. 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 |
topic: AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD YOU MORONS
[Okay, but he'll post that....very nice topic title above and start typing away.]
Who is this??? You can't honestly make us believe we're talking to people who used to be DEAD but are now ALIVE like what kind of idiots do you think we are?!
Prove you are who you say you are. I'm not going to waste time on staff members thinking they can mess around with all of us as they like.
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Apparently the staff member would enter a death match. I can't believe you guys thought Parrish did it as a revenge kill for me. That's flattering, but proves you don't know him that well.
My turn: do you really think you guys know each other that well in the complex?
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Oh, yes, change the topic, let's go on the "ENEMIES ARE IN YOUR MIDST CAN YOU TRUST THE PERSON STANDING NEXT TO YOU" part of this conversation becausE CLEARLY THIS IS A WASTE OF TIME AND BY THE WAY FUCK YOU!!!
ANYWAYS
how the hell are you still alive??? PEOPLE SAW YOU DIE don't tell me it was a mannequin or something because that's just nonsense
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See. This is the part that's FUNNY because I'm not the one sleeping with the enemy! Haha! But yes, this is a waste of time :) But I have a lot of time to waste.
That's a tricky thing, it's Judy's doing. I am 100% dead, that's a fact, but there's this REALLY COOL thing called [ CONTENT REDACTED ]. Any guesses?
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What??? Who's sleeping with the enemy?
And your thing is REDACTED by the way, what is it, some kind of magical zombie staff? Are you zombies? How can you be dead and yet typing???
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Oh, that happens sometimes. Uh, braaaaains or whatever.
Don't be a moron.
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You have the gall calling me a moron, moron.
By the way, what was stopping you from just killing everyone else and going along your merry staff way, huh? Just how many people can you kill per night??
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First of all I imagine killing 30+ people would be a lot of work in one night and secondly, there's a bigger agenda. Didn't you ever wonder why you were really brought here? The team has a whole other goal in mind that we needed to collect data for first.
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-Santangelo
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Don't tell me we're in some kind of weird purgatory and we're ALL dead or some tripe like that!
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I guess the best way you can think of us are [ CONTENT REDACTED ]
(Also if a ton of this gets redacted I'm sorry, Judy is such a piece of shit. Kinda wish we voted for her that one time.)
-Santangelo
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So what should we do, then? If you """die""" but don't really die, then why have this game in the first place? If the stakes aren't real, what's the point?
Just how bad is it? Are you in the Complex?
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This "game" is just what we all thought it was from the get-go: a sick social experiment. The stakes are absolutely real though, make no mistake. Even if I somehow get out of where I am, I can never go back to my family. Never go back home. That's how bad it is.
-Santangelo