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

[hotpaprika]

I suppose...

[He's still skeptical but it's not like he's giving him the key to his bedroom.

Jonathan awkwardly lets Seo into his bedroom. Luckily for Jonathan, there is really nothing of note, beyond there being some letters written in shorthand on his desk. It seems like Jonathan takes pride in making sure his bedroom looks presentable.

He hands the cassette to Seo.]

You seem to know how to use this better than I.

[buriedstar]

[ Seo Dawon gives Jonathan's room a cursory look around and then gets right to business, taking the cassette and popping it into the radio. ]

Well yeah, I know how to do a lot of things. Now, let's see just what was worth hiding. [ And he presses play. ]

[bathymetric]

[ The voice that plays is male, adult. ]

Well, one perk of being hotel groundskeeper? I get ta tuck stuff away for a rainy day. Figure if I have to hide this key for the Founders, might as well tuck something nice for myself in too. So if you ain't me and yer hearing this, put my stuff back!

Anyway, tomorrow's Mayor Fontaine's big New Years thing. He and the Founders are havin' that big shindig, and everyone else is supposed to tune in for some kinda announcement. Honestly, might skip it - it's all anyone's gonna be talkin' about for weeks anyway, whatever it is. So many people here worship the ground the Founders walk on, but I've never seen the appeal. They're just people. One of 'em's even- ah, whatever. They get touchy when you start specifying, and I ain't fool enough to let anyone catch a recording of me talkin' shit. I'm gettin' paid a pretty penny by Fontaine himself just ta know where this box is. Easiest money I've ever made.

[hotpaprika]

How peculiar...

[He pulls the red key out of his pocket as he listens, flipping it over in his hand.]

Assuming this isn't leading us on a wild goose chase, this must be something important to Mayor Fontaine. We have to make sure he doesn't realize we found it.

[buriedstar]

Seems that way. Odd that he left it here, though. Even if he can't come here himself, he has Eleanor.

[ Hm. ]

[hotpaprika]

More than that, why wouldn't he keep it for himself? If it was that important to him, why entrust it to someone else to hide it?

[He puts a hand on his chin in thought.]

[buriedstar]

Holding it yourself is the most obvious thing to do, and sometimes you need to hide things in the last place anyone would look. But it doesn't explain why he hasn't retrieved it given the circumstances, unless he doesn't need it yet.

[ A beat, a thoughtful tap of his fingers against his cheek. ]

Or if he no longer has a use for it.