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

Nachos

[pairtner]

Perhaps it's for the best. As far as nutritional value goes, these are awful.

[......

Aiba says that but she probably would try them, if she were made of flesh. Sometimes you just want nachos]

[honeyedtea]

[ She looks a little startled. She'd guessed they were probably bad news already, but still. ]

Really? Is it the sort of thing that could cause you to fall ill?

[pairtner]

If you eat them in excess. What you have here is a serving, which should bring you no harm at all, but it's the same as eating air, as far as nutrients are concerned. Having it all the time, many days, is not a good idea.

[...]

Good tasting air, but it's air nonetheless.

[Hah, okay, she has to concede it's supposed to be tasty. Not that she has any idea if it is or not -- as well made as Aiba is, she doesn't have any senses other than sight]

[honeyedtea]

[ Mielle blanches, looking a little nauseous as she squints suspiciously down at her perfectly good nachos. ]

... I think I'll take your word for it.

[ She pushes the plate away. There's starving nbs in england who'd kill for those, Mieeelleeeeee....!!! ]

I'd hoped that since the food served elsewhere was acceptable, that might be the case here too...

[pairtner]

What kind of food are you used to, exactly? What's your home like?

[Tea parties, it seems! Flower pressing and tea! That all does hint what kind of stuff Mielle is used to, but hey, she has to ask anyway, encourage others to talk about themselves]

[honeyedtea]

Hm? Just the usual sort?

[ She says that quite thoughtlessly, as if forgetting that being a pampered rich girl is not the default. ]

I suppose if you needed an example, the sorts of things we're served in the restaurant are more in line with what I'm used to.

[pairtner]

You're used to luxury, in other words.

[Rich people are truly a world of their own, haha!]

Quite curious -- I saw so many puzzled with the food served in the restaurant, while you're puzzled by junk food. It's amusing, in some way!

[The worlds collide!]

[honeyedtea]

I don't know that I'd call it luxury... those are just the sorts of things I eat every day.

[ rich people, man. ]

Though I suppose the standards in other worlds are quite different...

[pairtner]

[Hah, makes Aiba wonder...just how far away from commoner's junk food Mielle is. Maybe she has tried the very luxurious versions or something, but you never know:]

Are you familiar with the concepts of 'pizza' and 'burgers'?