Week 5

[bathymetric]

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

Another week, another motive, another trial. Even without a literal time loop, it's easy to start to feel stuck in something of a rut. Though vandalism parties and the like can help shake the feeling somewhat, it's only natural to start going a little... stir-crazy, don't you think?

Fortunately for you, another week brings another new section of New Rapture to investigate. This one is the biggest yet! And look at that fun theme park. And a bar!

Seven of you are dead, but eighteen of you remain. What you do to try to escape is up to you, but at least following :)'s advice gets you coins for stuff, you know?



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the fifth 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

[dullshooter]

[Misfire gives it a good look-over.]

About as creepy as a window can get.

[He nods decisively.]

You need a boost to accurately gauge its creepiness?

[inaclearing]

[Brett frowns thoughtfully, glancing between Misfire and the wall as if sizing it all up. The pair of them are both fairly tall, it might work out?]

Sure, okay. Let's try it.

[dullshooter]

Alright.

[He squats down. This is the second time he’s done this now. The first time with…ah. He decides to stop thinking about it.]

Get on up.

[inaclearing]

Alright...

[Brett's not incredibly athletic or anything, but he's climbed trees and things. After a moment of considering the path, he steps up onto Misfire's shoulders, balancing with a hand against his...long shoulder bit there.]

[dullshooter]

[Yeah this would be a whole lot easier if he wasn't needlessly pointy wouldn't it.]

If I was a slightly worse person, I'd suddenly leap up right about now.

[But today he's feeling merciful.]

But, seriously, try not to fall to your death or anything. It might implicate me.

[He starts out getting up slow and gradual, but eventually is like "fuck it this is tedious" and just stands at full height. Hang in there Brett!]

[inaclearing]

That'd have to be my own fault, right? Unless you did leap up.

[He keeps his balance well enough, though, with something to hang on to. Alriiiiight, peering in the window...it's not the greatest view.]

No one actually in there...I think. There's a desk or something right in front of here.

[dullshooter]

[Misfire tries to crane his neck to see, despite that being really pointless.]

Is there anything valuable on it?

[inaclearing]

A lamp?

[dullshooter]

[HE’S…CONSIDERING IT…]

Is it a fancy lamp?

[inaclearing]

About as fancy as everything else here, I think.

[dullshooter]

[:thinking:]

…If nothing else, it could be good for bludgeoning?

[inaclearing]

...sure. Most things could be.

[dullshooter]

So we'll put it in the 'maybe' pile. See anything else?