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WEEK 1
WEEK 1
Your hosts have come and gone, and have left you with nothing but more questions and a key. Regardless of how you reacted or what you decided to do soon after that, it’s a fact that the day must end eventually.
And so it does, with the striking of the clock. As the twelve gongs reverberate and disappear into the night, the rest of the city is left silent save for a chilly wind that skims the streets. Those who have retired to their assigned rooms will find that the furnishings are decent enough to get a good night’s sleep, while those who wander the city will only continue to see empty streets and fog. But regardless of how you spend the night, eventually it will become readily apparent that dawn will not be coming any time soon as the waxing moon continues to hang in the sky even as the clock strikes six or seven or eight.
No one’s stopping you from wallowing in bed or holing up in a building during this perpetual night, but there’s a whole city out there to check out and some interesting additions to the Opera House decor; don’t forget though, a cage is a cage and every good cage needs its bars. While a portion of the streets and buildings are clear, any intrepid explorers won’t find themselves able to get very far through the fog that surrounds them; anyone who tries to venture through will end up getting turned around and end up right back where they started. Still, there’s plenty of other places to check, even if the fog-shrouded buildings are more or less off limits. Fortune favors the bold, after all.
[[Welcome to Week 1! Feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. You can also now privately contact The Lady or Rembrandt at your leisure!]]
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[ Some people are just like this, he guesses...
It's weird, but not as weird as hearing that next bit. He's been thinking the same thing since what Mikami said at the motive. ]
Looks like I'm not the only one who thought that. It does seem likely, especially if our worlds really are safe. [ Still believing his world is safe, screw you Rideaux and your photographs can be faked spiel!! ] They probably won't answer us, but maybe one of us should confront them and see what they say.
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[...as much as he's clearly fucked up to all hell by this and kind of only half here...]
In any case, they will likely be incredibly vague and potentially contradictory. It... may be worth trying, but I would rather not speak to them more than I have to lest I give them any more ideas.
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[ But also people already were like "ok but what happens if we kill" day 1 so, like. Optimism be low. ]
I know how you feel. I'm not exactly jumping at the thought of contacting them, but it was my idea in the first place. I might as well be the one to confront them.
[ He'll do that later and report the results at the next meeting. Unless somebody else does it first. ]
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[....IT REALLY WON'T, HE SOUNDS REALLY DOUBTFUL]
In any case... I wish you good luck in that endeavor. I hope you do learn something.
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Thanks, uh... [ ... uh.
Guy? No, probably can't call him guy. ] Sorry, friend, I don't think I caught your name.
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[...he was very invested in the profiles, so he tried to remember everyone's names...]
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Being wanted is one thing but having people put down his personal desires like that is just uncomfortable. ]
How many of them did you memorize, anyway? I can't imagine mine was the only one you read.
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[GODDESS KNOWS HIS JUST PUT ALL HIS SECRETS ON FUCKIN BLAST...]
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So there are some decent guys here after all. [ Okay, so he already thought this guy was decent but it still warrants saying. ] More than a bit if you ask me, but that's how guys like this operate.
They probably wanted to scare us by showing off just how much they knew about us.