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

Garden

[kninja]

[Obi's running out of things to do inside. Granted, there's not much to do outside, either--as much as the area around the hotel counts as "outside" when it's still an enclosed bubble in the ocean--but it still feels a little more natural walking the paths than spinning his wheels indoors. It's not as big as he likes and he wishes the trees were taller, but the smell of green, growing things is comforting.

Oh, hey, that's one of the younger people he hasn't talked to yet. Obi pauses and then changes direction to see what Forrest's up to.]

Hey. Whatcha got there?

[visiblepattern]

Worms.

[He says, flatly; he is trying so hard not to be offended by this, because it's hardly the worms' fault that they are what they are, but at the same time, this is more than slightly gross.]

Someone saw fit to put them in that machine. So I'm releasing them here.

[kninja]

Oh. That's... really weird to find anywhere, let alone inside that thing.

[He wanders over to watch the wormies do their thing.]

They getting into the soil okay?

[visiblepattern]

They seem to be. I admit I wasn't sure if I should bury them or just leave them up top to do...whatever it is worms do.

[kninja]

Bet they'll be all right. They come up when it rains, right, so they have to be able to find their way back on their own. I'd worry about squishing 'em if we meddle too much.

[He crouches by Forrest and the Worms (my new Hozier punk cover band) and smiles.]

I'm Obi, by the way. We haven't talked yet, have we?

[visiblepattern]

[Oh! Right - ]

We haven't, no! My name is Forrest... It's a pleasure to meet you, despite the unfortunate circumstances.

[kninja]

Likewise! It's nice to see someone here looking out for the little guys. It's a kind thing of you to do.

[Even though Forrest looks kind of grossed out, poor kid.]

[visiblepattern]

I don't like the idea of anything coming to harm. People or otherwise.

[So he's gonna have a time here once the bodies start dropping.]

After all, it's hardly their fault.

[kninja]

[And Obi's heart grew three sizes that day. Forrest just radiates that healing aura, doesn't he?]

You're a gentle soul, aren't you? With an outlook I can get behind.

[visiblepattern]

[He does his best!]

Ah... I do what I can for others. That's one of the only philosophies I really live by - it doesn't matter who it is, they deserve care as much as anyone else. Sometimes conflict is necessary, and I understand that, but I'd prefer as little harm be done as possible.

It's good to hear that someone else agrees.

[kninja]

Well, I don't have anything so concrete as a philosophy, but I'd rather get along with others than hurt 'em. And even if it's my job to get involved in the conflicts that come up, I'm happy I've wound up working for people who think like you--who do what they can for others wherever they find them, high and low. I think that's an admirable way to live.

[visiblepattern]

It's the only way I know how. Which makes me fortunate, I think - I know some who haven't been as lucky as I am in that regard. They're still good people, they're just a bit...rougher about it.

[kninja]

Hahaha! Trust me, I know the type. Probably quite a few of them among us here, if I'm not mistaken.

[visiblepattern]

They all seem a decent sort, really. Even if some of them are a little odd, I haven't had trouble with them.

[kninja]

Good to hear! I haven't met everybody yet--at least, haven't had the chance to really talk-talk like this--so I'm glad they seem nice. A few of us have already said we'd like to resolve this without incident, and civility can go a long way.

[visiblepattern]

I hope that that much is possible, at least. It seems difficult, surely, but I suppose part of that also depends on how stubborn Mayor Fontaine decides to be, among other things.

[kninja]

Hmmm, well. If we have to have a little incident, I think I could survive if it happened in our dear Mayor's direction and not ours. Only if it helps convince him to let us go, of course.

[visiblepattern]

Don't worry, I agree entirely.

[kninja]

And then we'll worm our own way outta here, won't we?