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

[pairtner]

Then we will work well together. My fashion sense is in your hands now.

[Her ears wiggle]

Go ahead with the measurements. I'm more durable than you would think, so don't worry about being rough.

[Hagakure grabbed and squeezed her like a stress toy and she didn't suffer any damage from that, hah]

[visiblepattern]

[Oh goodness - ]

Well, I'll certainly try not to be rough about it - if the measurements hurt in any way, someone is doing something dreadfully wrong.

[pairtner]

Is that so? I have seen people with terrible dexterity when handling small objects. I wouldn't trust them to handle me, not even in a million years.

[Date has good dexterity, thankfully, but given she has seen a lot of people in her five years of existence she probably knows a few people like this. She sure is more than willing to badmouth people just for the hell of it.

Still, that she's submitting to this with no complaint is a sign of some trust towards Forrest, to some extent]

[visiblepattern]

Ah, that's true... Well, if it's any reassurance, I likely wouldn't be sewing and embroidering if my dexterity were that bad.

[And he'll also, like. Try not to squeeze you like a stress toy, either? Although...look at him, it's not like it would hurt that badly.]

[pairtner]

True enough! I'll be looking forward to the result of your efforts.

[Measure her to your heart's content, Forrest, yup. She stands completely still and follows every direction, yup]