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

library

[onemillion]

[This... sure is a thing to walk in on. Um. Hi, Misfire?]

Are you having fun?

[Please don't damage any books.]

[dullshooter]

[Oh, hey Roissu. We’re being very serious over here.]

Trying to.

[He turns to Roissu and offers the nerf gun.]

You want in on this?

[onemillion]

[This is clearly the most serious anyone has ever been.]

No thank you. [does he look like he knows how to have fun.] How long have you been at it?

[dullshooter]

[Misfire scratches his chin.]

Hard to tell. Feels like time passes different in a library. Could've been three hours or thirty minutes. I can only use foam darts as a unit of measurement.

[There's quite a few scattered, but also he may have been picking them up and popping them back in so who can know?]

[onemillion]

[Ah, the mystery of the passage of time in a library... Rossiu nods because yeah that one does legit make sense.]

I take it even that isn't particularly effective, given you've likely had to reload it a few times by now.

[...okay, he might sound faintly amused now.]

[dullshooter]

[He’s the people’s jester. Look upon him and laugh, Roissu.]

…Yeah. You could try to sound less sure of it though.

[He’s not actually that caught up on it.]

Guess the question of how long I’ve been in here belongs up there with the other great mysteries of the universe. Any reason you were asking?

[onemillion]

[ur welcome!!]

I was surprised to see you using the library for target practice when some of the other rooms may work just as well or better.

[Not that he's throwing shade or anything with that, it's just a comment.]

[dullshooter]

…they would?

[He did not consider this.]

[onemillion]

There's the Hall of the Founders that would have some interesting targets. The gym or the garden could offer a more open area to set up your own. Or perhaps the restaurant if you wanted to target anyone coming to or from it... not that I'm suggesting that, of course.

[But it is definitely the most consistently populated area if you want to nerf gun some people!!]

[dullshooter]

[Those all…make a whole lot of sense. A lot more than he considered. Whilst he did wander around shooting people the other day, it’s nothing like wreaking havoc on the restaurant!]

Oh yeah, you’re definitely not suggesting it. That would be complete carnage. […] But if I did, what would you do?

[onemillion]

I would have to scold you for possibly hurting anyone, or at the very least for making a menace of yourself.

[...]

If I found out, of course.

[dullshooter]

…If is good.

[He’s totally putting that aside for later, Roissu. Thanks for being a pal.]

Scolding, though? Ouch. Is that a habit or a hobby for you?

[onemillion]

[You're welcome, you didn't hear it from him!!]

A habit, I suppose. I've spent a lot of my time ensuring that my colleagues get their work done on time, so it involves a lot of scolding.

[dullshooter]

You must be fun at parties, then?

[onemillion]

I usually don't have time to attend anyway.

[That's a "no", chief.]

[dullshooter]

Now you do! We’re on mandatory vacation time. Might as well make the most of it - cut loose a bit, fit in all the fun and free-wheeling you couldn’t back home.

[Nevermind that people are gonna die. This ain’t about them.]

[onemillion]

[Listen, he's perfectly fine ignoring that elephant in the room right now!!!]

I suppose so, though I'm hardly the sort of person to "cut loose".

[He has no concept of fun. Look at him. This man is anti-fun.]

[dullshooter]

That is, quite possibly, the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.

[There’s something to be said for making the active choice to be a miserable bastard, but this isn’t quite the same.]

Have you ever…you know, enjoyed yourself?

[onemillion]

[...Given that he blinks like he's never once given that question any thought, that might be answer enough!!!]

Of course I have. Leaving Adai village to travel with Simon, Kamina, and Yoko was... truly one of the best experiences of my life.

[He was involved in Shenanigans until GL took a hard swerve into the plot but like, it's fine.]

[dullshooter]

But was that in a fun way, or like, a personal growth way?

[He needs to know how dire the situation is.]

[onemillion]

[...]

A personal growth way, I suppose.

[...yeah the shenanigans just made him more of a hardass.]

[dullshooter]

[Oh NO...]

Geez. This is worse than I thought. But! Not all is lost.

[He loops an arm around Roissu. Feel free to push it off.]

I've decided to take on your case. By the time we're out of here some way or another, I will personally make sure you know how to have fun.

[onemillion]

[Oof. Rossiu is not used to physical affection, but he just sort of. Lets this happen.]

You really don't need to trouble yourself... but thank you...? I suppose?

[good luck, misfire!!]

[dullshooter]

[That's the first step.]

Don't mention it.

[He gives him a finger-gun to sign off and lets Roissu go back to...whatever he was doing before his destiny changed just now.]