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

[dullshooter]

Yep. Nothing special about it, my species just lives for a while. Come to think of it, that’s probably why we’re all so eager to kill each other.

[pairtner]

[Uf, that's a long existence. Aiba is functionally immortal -- as long as her backups exist, she can just be downloaded into a new vessel as many times as it takes. Still, she most likely won't exist for million of years]

Your species is very unlucky. Conceptually, such a long existence is a nightmare.

[Not that she would wish you to die soon, goodness]

[dullshooter]

[A finger curls on the monkey's paw.]

Honestly, the worst part of it is really finding new ways to pass the time. Which wasn't much of a problem when we were at constant war. On account of always having constant war. But now? We've got to find antics. Which, in fairness, hasn't been too much of an issue. You could even say that this little New Rapture adventure is just another instalment of that, which we'll all laugh about if we make it out of this alive.