bathymetric: (R3 Mods)
Unknown Seas Mods / NPCs ([personal profile] bathymetric) wrote in [community profile] unknownseas2022-07-10 10:36 am
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Week 5

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! ]
honeyedtea: (ana138)

[personal profile] honeyedtea 2022-07-14 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
... we should get it away from the machine. It wouldn't do for it to be ruined by all this water.
inaclearing: ([ hackberry ])

[personal profile] inaclearing 2022-07-14 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah...

[He keeps going, back towards the elevators rather than into the restaurant like he'd originally been planning.]

I wish it had come out sooner. I know I wouldn't mind getting a picture from home.
honeyedtea: (Swarmed with all these troubling things)

[personal profile] honeyedtea 2022-07-15 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And Mielle totters along after him! ]

It's not something I'd be eager to see myself, but... I'm certain it would come as a comfort to at least some of the people here.
inaclearing: ([ black walnut ])

[personal profile] inaclearing 2022-07-15 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
They look happy.

[Also at least one of them sort of looks like Kristen Bell, but we're just gonna set that aside. Brett sighs, pressing the photo against his chest and looking sidelong down at Mielle.]

How have you been? [the question certainly isn't 'are you okay' anymore, but...they've all been]