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Murder Mysterium - Day 1
Who: You!
Where: The Game Tower
When: TBD - Day 1
[ When you come to the Game Tower, you find yourself in front of a large mansion couched in between two large garden mazes, and though you're not told to step inside the mansion yet you're free to roam around the gardens. Encouraged, even—there are alcoves in the gardens with flowers wrapping around the gates that are to your unit's color, and upon entering them you'll be able to speak to your unitmates without fear of being overheard, as though there were some sort of soundproofing barrier. You may only enter your unit-specific alcove. There are also plenty of other non-unit specific alcoves for you to enter and converse with someone, but it won't be entirely private—these pockets don't have soundproofing.
The rules are already available on your phones, and in fact, that and the photos app are the only things you can access on your phone right now. Your powers are off too, although you were allowed to bring whatever items are ordinarily on your person—provided they aren't any weapons.
Incidentally, your clothes have just changed in general—they're now distinctly early 1900s Americana, ranging anywhere from the Roaring 20s (Great Gadsby party-chic, flapper dresses, vintage and mobster suits) to Golden Age 30s (Hollywood regency glamour) to WWII 40s (bomber jackets, furcoats, oversized winter coats, sweatervests).
The game starts now. ]
RULES | CHEATSHEET | DAY/NIGHT CYCLES | LOGISTICS & WINNING | ROOMS | BRING YOUR OWN TOPLEVELS
Where: The Game Tower
When: TBD - Day 1
[ When you come to the Game Tower, you find yourself in front of a large mansion couched in between two large garden mazes, and though you're not told to step inside the mansion yet you're free to roam around the gardens. Encouraged, even—there are alcoves in the gardens with flowers wrapping around the gates that are to your unit's color, and upon entering them you'll be able to speak to your unitmates without fear of being overheard, as though there were some sort of soundproofing barrier. You may only enter your unit-specific alcove. There are also plenty of other non-unit specific alcoves for you to enter and converse with someone, but it won't be entirely private—these pockets don't have soundproofing.
The rules are already available on your phones, and in fact, that and the photos app are the only things you can access on your phone right now. Your powers are off too, although you were allowed to bring whatever items are ordinarily on your person—provided they aren't any weapons.
Incidentally, your clothes have just changed in general—they're now distinctly early 1900s Americana, ranging anywhere from the Roaring 20s (Great Gadsby party-chic, flapper dresses, vintage and mobster suits) to Golden Age 30s (Hollywood regency glamour) to WWII 40s (bomber jackets, furcoats, oversized winter coats, sweatervests).
The game starts now. ]
RULES | CHEATSHEET | DAY/NIGHT CYCLES | LOGISTICS & WINNING | ROOMS | BRING YOUR OWN TOPLEVELS
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But... not sure anyone has the trust level for this.
Still, you said it worked once? How did it end?
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Everyone tied, no one took the punishment.
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[ that's pretty interesting information, though. ]
... So you've been here a really long time?
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[A beat, and then another, as some more threads go south]
...sounds like the plan ain't gonna fly this time, though. Ain't enough people on board.
Take care of yourself, okay, dude? Good luck to you guys. Try and stay safe.
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I see. It's okay, you tried. I'll do my best. And you try and stay safe, too.
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I'm Aether, by the way. Nice to meet you.
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What team're you on, anyways?
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...necROMANTIC!
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See you later!
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[ maybe...? ]
I would definitely prefer to trust everyone for sure, if it was possible...
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[This is about the moment Alisaie notices that she has the same hairstyle as this person. It's hardly the moment to comment on it, but she still raises her eyebrows.]
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I can understand that. Faith is ... something all its own in terms of power.