Week 1

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

There may not be much light to differentiate the days here, but the lights of the part of the city you're in change enough by the clock that you can almost believe there's a sun somewhere. It looks like Mayor Fontaine has no intention of going back on his deal, and for the time being? You're all stuck here. But there's plenty to do, and... maybe not plenty to see, but there's enough. There's something, at any rate.

Especially if you're willing to look beyond the surface.

And if you spend enough time around others, you might find something neat!

No matter what, it's time to start getting to know your fellow captives. You might be here a while.




MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
FRIDAY | SATURDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the first week of Unknown Seas Round 3! We're very excited to have you. Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[honeyedtea]

[ Perhaps surprisingly, Mielle's showed her face today after being a total nonentity all of Monday. She looks a little uncertain, shooting more or less everyone a sidelong glance when she thinks they're not looking – it's pretty clear she's trying to feel everyone out. And given what they're here to do... who can blame her, really? ]

... Before we start... I'd ask that you forgive my prior... unbecoming behaviour when we arrived here. It's true that our situation is quite dire, but that's no excuse to behave so poorly – or for failing to properly introduce myself.

[ She gives an abbreviated curtsey, juts a spreading of her skirt and a bow of the head. ]

My name is Mielle Roscent. I am the second daughter of Count Roscent and the youngest child of House Roscent. I do hope you'll see fit to support me in our time here.

[prompocalypse]

Of course. It's nice meeting you, my lady. [Penelope smiles, openly and warmly. The formality is a little bit playful, but largely genuine.] I mean... I feel like there's so few girls our age here, we might as well all be friends. [She looks at Mafuyu too.] That goes for you as well, obviously!

These kinds of ordeals are a lot easier when you've got friends to support you through them.

[sastruga]

[Friends, huh?]

I think that's a great idea! We're all in this suite together already, so it's even more vital that we all get along.

Let's all help each other through this.

[honeyedtea]

Friends...

[ Mielle looks... a touch less enthusiastic, at least to begin with.

She's had plenty of "friends" back home. Girls you smile and laugh and nod along with and never, ever trust because you know every single one of them is waiting to put a knife in your back the moment you give them room to do so. Even without the stakes being hung over their heads, Mielle knows for certain that if any of her friends from home were here, she'd be a dead girl walking.

But they're all in the same boat here, right? Or... horrifying underwater city... There's no reason they can't at least try and get along, at least until someone manages to rescue them.

She clasps her hands tight in front of her, like she needs to hold onto something to steady herself, and manages an uncertain smile. ]

Yes, I agree. We should be doing what we can to support each other in a situation like this. And... there's no reason we shouldn't be able to get along while we're doing so.

[ And there are certainly worse people to count amount among her friends than Penelope and Mafuyu. She hopes. ]