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! ]

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SUNDAY

[bathymetric]

PUNISHMENT

[bathymetric]

[ Sunday morning comes peacefully, something you will not be able to say, perhaps, for the next several Sundays. One of the strange things about life in New Rapture is, of course, the lack of birdsong. Or insects. Or the sun, really, but still. There are expectations of you. Where you go and don't go. Where you sleep and don't sleep.

And Mayor Fontaine expects you to follow them. He doesn't ask for much, really.

To most of you, the morning comes with an announcement. ]

Good morning, New Rapture. Listen up. This is a reminder to please sleep in your own goddamn rooms. Don't be like Dracula's Killer Friend. The library is no place to catch Zs.

[ And, in fact, it's apparent to Suite 1 especially that Jonathan Harker is not with you.

But that doesn't explain where he is, does it?

Jonathan, however, is going to find out upon waking exactly what happened to Jonathan, on account of being Jonathan. It was a wild and crazy late night in the new library, he got overwhelmed. This is reasonable. But then he decided not to try making it back to his room before falling asleep, and that seems to have been a mistake.

Jonathan wakes up, and there are a few things to note about his surroundings. Firstly, he's in a large, completely empty room that he's never seen before. There's a small bathroom space in the corner and, notably? No doors of any kind. Just one wall along the south side that appears to be a thick glass window, with the meeting room on the other side. Several screens in the meeting room begin to count down the seconds from 05:59:59.

Mayor Fontaine's voice comes over the intercom, just to this room. ]

Next time bring the books back up the elevator before you pass out and we won't have this problem.

[ It is then replaced by a low hum, not enough to drown noises out, but enough to make sleeping through the next six hours next to impossible.

But hey, at least anyone in the Meeting Room can see and talk to him. ]

[ ooc: point of order! if your character wants to interact with jonathan, there'll be a space for it! use this comment itself just to react to the punishment/announcement. ]

[fuckingguy]

[ Bursting out of his room in his stupid little spare outfit: ]

We have a library?

[ LOOK...... ]

[giddyundertaker]

Eh?

[ Undertaker's in suite 2, he doesn't notice anything off other than Fontaine's voice waking everyone up. ]

Now what was that about?

[ Whatever it is, he probably won't need to pretend he's asleep somewhere to find out what happens... Ah, but someone here wouldn't have seen who punished them, would they? Hm... ]

[vholran]

[ Haha, oh wow.

He doesn't say anything to do this but boy does he think the guy is an idiot. ]

investigation!

[buriedstar]

[ Time flies, doesn't it? Well, as well as it can in a place like this without a natural sun, though the light timers are a nice touch. Seo Dawon has been keeping himself busy, though depending on the day that's more observing than loudly being himself like during the tea party.

The new floor is the perfect opportunity to spend the day exploring, and you might spot him in the meeting room standing in front of the mirror like he's about to give a presentation. Honestly, he looks like he belongs here. And apparently, it's where Jonathan belongs too. He'll be giving his suite mate a very friendly wave and Hello! This is probably the company Jonathan wanted, right? Later he can be found in the library skimming and investigating the books, though it's very much that and not proper reading. Given the cassettes found last week, he's pretty sure there are more discoveries to be had in New Rapture.

Finally late at night, and we're talking night owl territory so from midnight onward, no matter where you are outside the suites, you might get the feeling you're being followed. The dimmed lights probably don't help. Regardless of whether your reaction is to confront, or run away from your pursuer, a second later a pair of bright red eyes pop out from behind the corner, or other object in the vicinity. ]

Boo!

Meeting Room

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan had spent quite a bit of time attempting to keep himself from having a meltdown in his isolation chamber since he woke up. This was an overly familiar situation for him, and one that he hoped he would not have to deal with again.

... Aaand Seo's here. Great. He gives a halfhearted wave back.]

I was certain I would just be woken up and told to go back to my room. What sort of monster would lock someone up for falling asleep in the wrong place?

[Not even Dracula did that!]

late at night

[vholran]

[ Vholran isn't exactly someone who happens to subscribe to a particular sleeping schedule, just doing whatever suits him. So here he is late at night, wandering when he feels someone is following him.

He proceeds to ignore it so far until the pursuer pops up from around the corner. ]

...

[ He continues to stare at the other man, unimpressed. ]

Doing that can and will get you killed.

[ Vholran doesn't even seem surprised... ]

late at night

[dullshooter]

[Misfire noticed he was being followed. It was completely natural to be - now, here, they were each other's enemies. You have to watch your back, or watch others'. It's kill or be killed, and nobody wants to die. It only made sense that someone would pursue him - take out the big 'bot. He could be a threat. A more brutish soldier would turn around and confront them, but not Misfire - he'd feign ignorance, let them think he didn't notice them, and then, when in with the chance -

Completely immersed in his own inner monologue, Seo Dawon takes him by surprise.]

AAH-!

[Reflexes kick in, and he swivels round to...

...shoot him with a nerf gun.]

Late at night; library

[kninja]

[Yeah, funny thing about that. Though Obi doesn't seem like he notices the presence following him, once Seo rounds that bookshelf--Obi's gone.]

Now, that's not very nice.

[NVM, there he is, looming on top of the shelf like a gargoyle.]

investigation!

[bathymetric]

[ Welcome to the library! How would you like to start this investigation? Looking at the books themselves? Looking through the shelves themselves? ]

Gay Baby Jail time

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan wakes up with a start, and immediately panic strikes his heart as he realizes that he had been locked in a room while he was asleep, with no exits whatsoever.

He wastes no time banging on the glass with his fist, practically screaming for help. Sure, he had experienced this situation before, but the prior time only showed him how horrifying it was to be locked up in a single room.

Eventually he somewhat calms down as he hopes that he will be let out once the six hours are up, but he finds himself curled up next to the giant glass pane, moping to himself about his situation.

Yeah he might need some company.]

[dullshooter]

[Walks into meeting room.

Sees Jonathan.

Walks out of meeting room.

Returns ten minutes later with popcorn (insert high class fancy snackage here)]

Eventually...

[giddyundertaker]

[ Tap.

Tap tap tap.

Tap tap tap tap tap.

That is the sound of the Undertaker tapping on the window to get mopey boi's attention. Like he was annoying a goldfish in a bowl. ]

sighs

[bootyhunter]

Man.

[Dandy is just peering with disapproval at Jonathan through the wall of containment...]

They had to go and pick the worst possible candidate for a [glass] cage dance in here, huh?

Can you hear us in there, bud?

[fuckingguy]

[ ah, shades of visiting CHARACTER NAME REDACTED in the cage in the basement... ]

So, ah, the meeting is definitely in the evening now. [ ... ] How are you holding up?

[pairtner]

Jonathan!

[Well at least there's sympathy from someone! Aiba sounds genuinely concerned]

Are you alright? Did the mayor harm you?

[There's a problem, though. Aiba is hiding as usual, taking advantage of the meeting room's furniture, but the glass wall and its properties make it very difficult for her to project her image into Jonathan's eyes. Therefore, all he can see is a very vague, almost completely transparent, and somewhat distorted Aiba. It's unmistakably her voice, though]

[sastruga]

[Mafuyu enters the room briefly, at some point. Leaves. And... returns again, later, carrying a small stack of books.]

Ah, Harker-san?

...I know this is probably a silly question, but are you doing alright?

[specialyellthing]

[Zinda barges into the meeting room after hearing from someone else about Jonathan’s predicament, wielding a… frying pan from the kitchenette?]

Alright Champ, get outta the way—— [u handle something like this with more rule breaking, right?]

[inaclearing]

Hey - you okay in there?

[Brett can also be like, a normal human amount of sympathetic! He brought a book, even!]

[howveryglib]

[...

sigh. okay. alright. he is going to walk in to check on johnny and like. he's not mad. just disappointed.]

...Jonathan.

[honeyedtea]

Mister Harker...!

[ It's not quite immediately that Mielle comes rushing in – once she hears about his uh, situation, she figures he'd need some time to compose himself. But relatively early into his punishment, in she comes rushing looking all sorts of frazzled. THIS WEEKEND HAS BEEN HAPPENING SO MUCH. ]

Are you alright...!? I heard what happened and I was so worried!

[withagun]

[ It's been a week. A whole week in New Rapture. Hodaka's finding it...strange.

Each morning, he wakes up and meets Joy in the Suite 4 common area for some stretches. After, he makes himself breakfast at the kitchenette—he still hasn't gotten used to the fancier foods in the restaurant, and he likes more to make his own. Something about it feels more freeing. If you're just waking up—or even passing Suite 4—feel free to catch the smells of steamed rice from the rice cooker, simmering miso soup, or the scintillating Tamagoyaki (or, rolled omelette). He's not cooking all of these at once, of course. In fact, after having his own meal, he seems to be...cooking periodically throughout the day? Huh!

There's more to the boy than cooking, however. He spends some time in the library, a relatively quiet place, and seems to be looking through the stacks for...something. To no avail, however. Oh well.

You can also catch him in the...restaurant? But he's not eating himself. No, it seems there's been something added to the menu, and it's certainly not for people! It's...cat food. Like, really fucking fancy cat food. Oh well. Rain, who's happily licking up every bite, sure seems to appreciate it!! ]

I can't believe he actually put it on here...

[ ...Okay, but Hodaka please get your cat off the table. ]

[honeyedtea]

[ When Sunday comes around once more it feels abrupt and graceless, and Mielle can't believe they really have spent an entire week here under the so-called care of their Mayor Fontaine. Surely by now someone would have saved them or thought to look for them – but seven whole days have passed and they haven't heard a peep from the outside world. Mielle tries very hard not to think what that could mean for their safety should something happen. So... distracting herself is a safe bet.

As usual, you'll find her taking breakfast in the restaurant early in the morning – or well, attempting to take breakfast. She doesn't have any sort of an appetite for food right now but she'd ended up here out of habit and now she's just picking at this poor omelette that's going to go to waste.

When she eventually gives up on breakfast, she wanders up to the newly opened Floor 2 to look around - it isn't much, but anywhere new after seven days of staring at the same four walls is a breath of... fresher air. She spends a bit of time in the meeting room mostly just to keep Jonathan company before heading over to the library. It's a little overwhelming, honestly – the Count had shelves of books walling his office but she'd known since she was a child that his personal library was largely for show. She's never seen a library this big or so many books in one place.

She wonders if Cain and Oscar had access to a library like this at the Academy – then reminds herself that she really does not want to think too hard about Cain right now.

So, back to distracting herself it is. If you happen to come across Mielle in the library, she'll be wandering a little aimlessly – but when she realizes she's not alone, she breaks into a small smile. ]

Would you mind giving me a recommendation? There's so many to choose from, I can't quite decide where to start.

HOUSE MEETING (locked to suite 1)

[fuckingguy]

[ Around 7 PM, anyone in Suite 1 who was lucky enough to miss Nandor pushing this earlier is in for a rude awakening. ]

House meeting! House meeting! Everyone, it is time! Come out, please!

[ Anyone who does not respond to the initial call is getting their door insistently rapped on until they come out. Anyone with the good sense not to be present in the suite itself? Yeah, you better believe Nandor is going to track them down and then attempt to shepherd them back into the common area. He's got a little bottle in one hand that makes an annoying jangly noise when he shakes it, which he is doing with uncalled-for intensity to try and get people's attention.

However long it takes to corral all the members of suite 1 together, Nandor addresses the group as though doing so was the easiest thing in the world and everyone is super happy to be here! The man is as presentable as he's ever been, once again wearing the fancy black outfit and having clearly put a great deal of effort into re-taming his hair. He beams at everyone briefly before setting the bottle down on the counter, pulling a notebook out of his pocket, and starting to speak. It seems like he's checking a list of names? ]

And now we are all here? Yes, great, fantastic. [ still flipping absently through the notebook... ] Good evening. Thank you all for attending this, the inaugural meeting of our suite in New Rapture. I would like to say a few words before we open the floor for discussion.

[ He phrases this like there's absolutely any room for argument and then just keeps on talking-- ]

Firstly... congratulations to all of us, on our first week of successful cohabitation! As you all can see, none of us have been murdered, which is nice. [ With a look at Jonathan: ] However, as we know, there are certain protocols put in place by the Mayor Fontaine which carry with them certain penalties. Some of us -- and I am not naming names -- have recently been punished for flouting some of those protocols. Now, we do not know how merciful he will be in the case of future violations, so I would strongly encourage that we not test them any further. Can we all agree on that?