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

[inaclearing]

I wouldn't think so. But there's a lot of people like that here.

[Fighters, he means. Brett's so far away from that world that it's probably difficult for him to gauge the exact match-ups here - who might be able to beat who in a fight. But he can't think that anyone is far and away impossible for anyone else to kill, except perhaps Misfire.]

If someone wanted to do something, I'm sure they'd try to target the noncombatants first. It just seems like the easiest thing to do. But you never know.

[howveryglib]

…you are right. I should not underestimate the others here.

[that’s how you end up flat on your back for enterprising wols to /showleft, /showright, and do squats over in gpose.]

Perhaps I will ask Obi, then.

[inaclearing]

[Brett nods.]

You never know. It just takes one...one thing, you know.

[howveryglib]

Yes, I understand. Even with all precautions taken, it simply takes one thing going wrong…