Week 4

[bathymetric]

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

Sunday arrives ahead of schedule again, bringing with it the creeping dread that this is just how this is going to go. Welcome to the murdergame cycle.

At least there's another section of the city available to you! This one even has some things to do without you having to make your own fun. Which also means there's more to find about this place.

There's still over 20 of you alive... maybe that's something to celebrate? It could be worse! But... at least one of you is an attempted killer, apparently. Either way, better keep talking if you want regains!



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the fourth 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

[honeyedtea]

Since when had we decided that those hostages were faked?

[buriedstar]

I discussed it with Rossiu at our last meeting. Think what you like, but it makes far more sense if they were, and it's not like there's a lack of methods to achieve it.

[honeyedtea]

[ . . .

Just this face. ]

[buriedstar]

[ It takes a second, but then he smiles. ]

There's also something else to consider, if you entertain this line of thought. If he went through the effort to take them, would he really just put them back? I don't think you could seriously argue that his word means much, can you?

But think whatever you like, Mielle.

[specialyellthing]

I don't take his word-- but we're all here.

I'm not willin to bet on them bein' faked, though. I take lives a bit more seriously than superpowers.

[buriedstar]

[ ... ]

What exactly is it you're trying to argue? Is it to make his incentives more attractive than they already are?

[specialyellthing]

Heck no!

It’s the opposite. Nobody here fell for the active hostage situation. [… Because the only person that did is gone. But she doesn’t focus on that.]

I’m saying that this? It’s not worth it.

[buriedstar]

Of course it's not. And that's what I was saying, that it's more insulting offering this as a "reward" than the hostages.

[ His phrasing could have been better but he has some particular hangups about this offer specifically. ]

I wouldn't accept an offer like this in a thousand years.

[specialyellthing]

Aw, heck.

[Zinda scratches the back of her head.]

I think this is another case of language changin between the years-- I thought you were sayin' something else.

[buriedstar]

[ He takes a breath and waves his hand. ]

I've run into that a lot here, since skills and classes don't seem to exist like they do in my world. [ More like they still use gamer terms... smh. ]

When are you from?

[honeyedtea]

[ . . .

She gives him a tight, cooly polite smile in return. ]

It's actually "Lady Roscent". If you don't mind.

[buriedstar]

[ He meets it with a bright one. ]

Hm, will just Roscent suffice? Unless you would prefer the title he gave you of "Saintess". The only ladies I know are monsters: sirens, harpies, and so on—conflating the two would be terrible.

[honeyedtea]

I believe I said Lady Roscent. You wouldn't be so boorish as to insist against addressing me how I'd prefer to be addressed, would you?

[buriedstar]

[ There's a slight pause here while he seems to be considering something, but in the end: ]

Well if that's what you want, Lady Roscent~