Week 2

[bathymetric]

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

It's now been a week since you were all captured. Perhaps you've already settled in. Perhaps you're already confident that you'll make it out of New Rapture alive. How serious about this could Mayor Fontaine possibly be, really?

While there still may not be much to do in your little hotel bubble, you've at least been granted a little more now - some kind of mysterious room and a sizeable library of all things. And in all the places you've looked so far, you've found valuable information, and even learned some of the story of New Rapture along the way.

Make sure to keep talking to the others! You want to keep those regain coins flowing, don't you?




SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the second week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[kninja]

[Then sit he does.]

It's my natural habit, actually. I've had to compromise it a bit over the last couple years, since My Lady's an early riser and I follow where she goes, but it's surprisingly easy to return to it here.

vending machine

[visiblepattern]

[Sometimes Forrest comes over here - either idly putting coins in to see what he gets, sometimes just to see what other people get... Tommy is one of those people that manages to be someone he expects to see around here and someone that surprises him when he finds him, and today he finds him at the vending machine, and...huh.]

Good afternoon, Tommy. I hope that it finds you well?

[...I mean, he's gonna be polite before getting into what he's interested in seeing among the stuff here, he wasn't raised in a barn.]

[dullshooter]

…Really? That’s so…gentle.

[kninja]

Hahahaha!

[Obi certainly wasn't expecting to laugh today, let alone twice in under a minute. He flaps a hand at Jonathan.]

Don't worry, don't worry. I don't mind as long as you don't stare at me while I sleep or anything. Besides, we're both fully clothed and snoozing for a cause, right?

[For their ladies, held hostage behind that damn stupid wall of glass.]

Nothing improper about helping out a friend.

[kninja]

Yeah, some way or another, I've fallen in with a gracious bunch.

[visiblepattern]

Life in the army is hard. We're often far from home; we're trying to stop the perpetual war between two countries and so we're hated by both of them. It's stressful, and it's dangerous, somewhat like it is here.

I've found that there's a lot of value in just being willing to talk to people and make sure they're all right, and in really listening to them if they're having problems, even if they're minor. Being willing to see the good in people, and to work with them even when seeing the good in them is difficult, is also something that I've found a lot of worth in.

[He pauses, though, once that's out there.]

...I do agree about Mayor Fontaine, however.

[fuckingguy]

Shit—

[ Turns out he's not the only one who's taken a hot second to realize he's not alone here! How did Nandor miss a man who's conservatively, like, 6'6 if you consider the hair? The answer will reveal itself to the reader who thinks about his personality for any longer than three seconds.

He rears back a bit, then rounds on Hagakure angrily for the crime of making him scared for five seconds. ]

Hey! You trying to scare the shit out of people, waiting around in the dark like that? I thought you were just a really big spider!

[visiblepattern]

I suppose that's true.

[Kind of horrid, honestly, but it is true.]

Might I ask, then, how you're faring?

[dullshooter]

[Misfire places a hand on his chest.]

I am so sorry. I promise, I’ll do my utmost to ask a mortally embarrassing favour of you.

[visiblepattern]

Perhaps so, but I would hardly fault you if you wanted your privacy.

[Just saying.]

[visiblepattern]

[He imagines that if anyone was asleep in there, they certainly aren't now, goodness.]

...I don't particularly expect a truthful answer, but I feel that I should ask regardless - I assume you're considering acting on what we've been told?

[asymptotes]

[ He turns to an easy smile. ]

It's not a scary question, promise. Just wondering if you'd be interested if I taught people some self-defense at some point.

[buriedstar]

I'll have to go ask him about it and see what he says.

[fuckingguy]

[ He gives the door a look as he closes it, like he's concerned about being listened in on. ]

I mean, I pretty much just admitted it to you earlier. [ And then he outright says it anyway, which is objectively just as damning as being heard by someone else. ] Nonetheless, the words of the large-haired man give me pause. The situation we are in is not a matter of simple killing — it is also a matter of evading notice after the killing is done.

... This may come as a surprise to you, but I am not a subtle man by nature.

[asymptotes]

[ With how out of place the man looks, Drakkon is also a little confused by his presence, but. ]

Just wondering if you have any self-defense experience, that's all.

[kninja]

[That makes him laugh. Thanks, Misfire!]

Well, that's only if I lose, isn't it? No betting on Boss or Lady Zinda, they already know how to fight.

[asymptotes]

Just wondering if you have any self-defense experience. Trying to keep track of who does.

[buriedstar]

I wouldn't take a request to protect him, even if it was only for one dungeon. I'm sure I could manage it, but some things really aren't worth the effort.

[ Seo Dawon is not sorry. ]

[buriedstar]

It can be if you're the adventurous type~.

[ Which dungeon? yes. ]

[asymptotes]

[ Drakkon shrugs a little. ]

It's all right. Trying to look through all of this stuff. Weird machine, huh?

[visiblepattern]

...You did, but I wanted to make sure.

[The mention of the large-haired man kind of gives him pause for a second, before deciding that this was probably Hagakure and not Dandy that we're talking about here.]

Several of us aren't exactly subtle people. I imagine that will help serve as a deterrent, the notion that we'll have to do this without being found out, but...

I don't know. I won't particularly blame people if they try anyway. I want to believe that they won't, but...

[buriedstar]

It is and it isn't. It really won't personally affect anyone if any one individual dies. But there's group morale to consider, and what pushing the envelope will actually bring forward. You won't see me protecting Jonathan from himself or anyone else, for example.

[ Hands folded behind his back in perfect businessman posture. ]

Scenario's tend to follow certain archetypes when you really get down to it. It's all about knowing and anticipating how things will progress.

[kninja]

Phew, and you sure don't pull punches, either! Let's say I'm not as calculating as you when it comes to that sort of thing and leave it at that.

[Maybe that's part of his class description.]

[visiblepattern]

It is.

[It's weird at best. At worst it's throwing worms around, no he is still not over the worms.]

I think one of the things you have may be something of mine - may I see that?

[He points out the sewing kit there, which...well, it certainly doesn't look like yours, my dude.]

[kninja]

[He starts to say something, then stops, looking up into the dark as he ponders something.]

...You know, I could see it working for certain people who spend too much time attached to their swords. [He raises his hands.] Not me, though. Gimme good, hot food and fun things to do around town any day.