Week 3

[bathymetric]

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

It's a strange sort of feeling, waking up on Sunday. Not the least because, well... you fell asleep on Friday, didn't you? Whether you sleep or not, none of you remember Saturday. Everything, by all accounts, seems to be Sunday. Weird.

It's not all bizarre feelings of lost time that you have to show for your efforts, though - it seems that another wing of New Rapture is ready for you. Perhaps there's more information to be found about your situation there... and maybe more about the history of this place, if that interests you.

There are still 23 of you left... Keep getting to know them. There's regains to get, after all!




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, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[vholran]

[ Poor Obi. He's in a hairy situation. ]

It looks like it could be.

I'm sure she will be happy to...receive it.

[ He sounds actually like he's not sure of that because it is kind of weird, but you know what? It's fine. ]

[kninja]

[He’s in dis-tresses!]

I really don’t think she will be.

[It’s weird. It’s so weird. It’s creepy and bad and weird. Gingerly, Obi approaches the hair again and picks it up as though it might bite him.]

Should I… throw it out, y’think?

[vholran]

[ Very questionable. ]

It may be your best option.

Unless, it is something she's expecting for whatever reason.

[ Which he doubts, but the possibility is not a zero here, he supposes. Given the personalities here, anyway. ]

[kninja]

[Making a face.]

I guess she could be.

[Welp. He puts the sheaf of real human hair on a lobby table, carefully coiling it to save space, and shakes his hands out to free himself of the heebie-jeebies. This is some bad magic shit, y’all.

At this point, he notices Vholran’s taken the Water Master Core and brightens.]

Aha, was that your shiny thing?

[vholran]

[ Yeah, even Vholran isn't going to touch it. ]

Yes, it is.

I wish I could say I was surprised it was apparently in this place, but I am not. That man seems to be making a game out of item retrieval...important or no.

[ Vholran is only even more disappointed to find that it doesn't exactly respond the way it should. But he will put it away nonetheless. ]

[kninja]

Guess so. It's not the only thing he's made a strange game of.

[There's, y'know. The murders. Obi shakes his head.]

But if that ball of yours was important, I'm glad you've got it back.

[vholran]

[ Indeed. These murders...he doesn't withhold a scoff at that.

Same when he calls it a 'ball'. Which, well, isn't exactly inaccurate, but... ]

It is a Master Core of a particular element. A symbol and conduit of power, where I'm from.

[ So indeed important. ]

As you can imagine, it's useless as it is.

[kninja]

Oh, it's a magic thingie? Huh. Is magic really common where you're from, then?

[At least he's bouncing back quickly from the hair scare.]

[vholran]

...Very.

[ Vholran can't quite imagine worlds where there isn't much 'magic'. Especially for someone like him, who is capable of such things. ]

Your world must not be similar in that regard.

[kninja]

Yup. Where I'm from, it doesn't exist at all, far as I know.

[Not only is there not much, there's not any.]

[vholran]

A pity. It can be relatively...useful.

[ In his opinion, anyway. ]

[kninja]

I bet. Floyd said there's magic that lets people fly around on brooms. I can think of plenty of uses for that!

[vholran]

Then there is destructive "magic".

[ To make oneself a force to be reckoned with in and outside of battle. ]

...Or healing magic, for those inclined.

[ To put it in very simple terms. The way magic is available to the populace is rather complex in of itself. ]

But, I would not find myself flying around a broom for whatever reason.

[kninja]

[Obi nods along with the descriptions, seeming interested. Definitely plenty of uses for both kinds of power, there--the violent and the gentle.]

Is your objection to the flying part or to the broom?

[vholran]

...The broom. For someone like me, I wouldn't be caught on one.

[ He is far too high class for that. ]

[kninja]

Too silly? Too uncomfortable?

[vholran]

You'd be correct in assuming that they'd be far too silly.

[ ...and uncomfortable, but he has too much pride to admit that he'd be unable to handle something. ]

[kninja]

You could always fly high enough that no one would see how funny it looked.

[It would look funny, especially in that getup of Vholran's.]