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! ]

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[hotpaprika]

[He laughs, taking out a handkerchief and dabbing his eyes.]

I'm done crying for now, I promise.

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy's lips curve upwards into a smile. He usually despises spending too much time in one place, unless involves lounging in the arms of a beautiful woman or oogling jiggly waitresses at Boobies. But Dandy, not one to typically sweat the small stuff or spend too much time musing as to why he feels the way he does, doesn't seem to realize-]

Now that I think about it, tears are drinkable too!

[That his desire to touch, to feel, to be physical and flirtatious-]

So if manage to cry into your booze, it's just gonna be a little salty.

[Stems from the loneliness of being incessantly and constantly alive.

Even if he manages to die here.]

And we've all tasted weirder things!