GAME 2 - DAY 1

[protoshepherd]

[ You stir awake on the cold floor, and find yourself in a REALLY CROWDED dressing room with some other people. They may be strangers, they may be people you know, but then you wonder, where are you?

Then it hits you. The last thing that happened before waking up was that you found a message in a bottle. You read the note, blinked once, and someone behind you hit you in the head. You fell to the floor, but that was it. That was all you remember. You must have passed out, and now you're here. Wherever here is.

The room is what it is. It seems to have been a murder scene. Who was murdered, no one knows. Try not to destroy the crime scene, would you? There's only a couple of drops of blood by the outline - and that's a really huge outline, the guy must be at least 6 feet tall. A tile from the floor is missing. Well, whatever. Is that really important? (No, it's not! Not at the moment, anyway…) What may be of importance (?!?!?!?!) is the note written in lipstick on the mirror. It reads: MAKE FRIENDS.

If you exit the dressing room, you'll find yourself in a hallway. There's another room next to the one you came from, but it's locked. There's some noise coming from inside, though… If you put your ear to the door, you may hear a possibly familiar song. But you might even check that out later, because right on the wall in front of you hang twelve square mirrors - about twelve inches in length, and eight in width. Each mirror will reflect only one specific person, no matter how many people are standing in front of it. (Eg. if Person A stands in front of Mirror A, he'll see himself. If he stands in front of Mirror B, he won't see any reflection at all.)

Upon looking at your mirror, you'll find someone behind you. Before you could even react, you hear the words "find wolves, keep secrets" whispered in your ear like an itchy and spine tingling thing. If you look back, the beautiful creature is gone. Its reflection is gone, too.

And when the badger disappears, you'll feel something heavy in your pocket. Pull it out, and you get a Nokia 3210. It's a pretty bulky and heavy device, but hey. It's a cellphone. Although… there are only four features to the phone: Rules, Vote, Calculator, and Snake.

If you check out the vote feature, you'll find a list of names. It seems you can only choose just one pair of names. Once someone votes on it, the bar right below their name grows longer, and you can see how many people voted on it. Everyone should know who their partner is from this list alone.

Welcome to (one part of) the Sunshine Coliseum! The broom closet is locked, and so is the room with the red light. Don't go there, Roxanne. If you head to the stage, you can play with the instruments. Feel free to chill out in the audience area. The chairs are very comfortable to sit on. There isn't much to do, but one should be crafty enough to find means of entertainment. This is game, after all.

Lastly, YOU HAVE NO MONEY TO BUY ANYTHING IN THE VENDING MACHINE. (It has soda and potato chips, by the way. Please don't steal anything...! Or you can. You know. Whatever. It's not like there are cops around!) ]

(SUSPICION POLL)

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CLUE
* only one member of each team may vote, so please coordinate with your partners!

Schedule:
[ 00 EST 18 April: Clue/Activity!!

00 EST 19 April: Suspicion poll comes to an end and Ousting poll gets put up.

00 EST 20 April: Ousting poll draws to a close. A new day begins, with two teams out of the game. ]

For any team posts or if your character(s) will be talking to another team in private, please remember to filter the post and add protoshepherd to it! Characters will have whatever they had on them, or if they have any pets, then they can have those, too.

Regarding pets/items: SURE GO AHEAD AND HAVE YOUR CHARACTER BRING THEM. If it's a magical item, then it will NOT work.

Hurting other characters is fine, but please ping @sytry on plurk if and when your character tries to kill somebody, or beat them up senseless. There will be an IC punishment for something like this, and they also can't kill anybody, so!!!

Comments

[boobily]

[ he makes a tiny scoffing noise before swiveling around to face lucina, still with that stupid grin on his face. he thinks it's a joke at first, but then he sees her expression and he knows she's actually being serious. after that his own expression kind of dissipates. ]

The chicks! You know, the ladies? [ then he makes 2 circles over his chest and waggles his eyebrows. he hopes his lovely example helped clear things up for her. ] No kind of comfort will ever come close to a woman's bouncing booty in dire times like these. [ another wink, for good measure. ]

[yeahscience]

...Jesus Christ, dude. I'm not exactly like opposed to what you're saying, here, but get some freaking chill.

[He has to intervene. This is just embarrassing.]

[immortalhope]

It's fine, sir. I have the situation well at hand.

[She discreetly places a hand over the pommel of her sword to punctuate her stated point.]

[yeahscience]

No, it's not okay.

[Although, uh. Sword. That's pretty... real.]

He can't talk shit to you like that.

[immortalhope]

I have no intention of letting it pass, I assure you. However, it's a matter I can handle on my own.

[She casts a glance back at Dandy.] It's nothing worth stressing yourself over. I've stared the end of the world in the face, I can handle a single pervert.

[yeahscience]

[He's not going to lie, he's finding this kind of a turn-on. What can he say? He likes strong women.

Except that he has A: a girlfriend and B: like an iota more self-control than Dandy does, so he just holds up his hands.]

Hey -- whatever you say, yo. Girl power and all that.

[boobily]

[ dandy is literally growling and fuming in the background as the conversation carries on. but once he sees jesse possibly FLIRTING with lucina, he just can't keep quiet any longer. ]

Hey! Since when was I the bad guy here, huh?! Since when was a guy who can appreciate a fine shape a pervert?!

[ and then he turns to jesse, and his expression become 1000% more sour. if that's even possible right now. ] And you! What's your problem, man? [ but that sounded awfully pouty and tantrum-y as opposed to his prior anger. ]

[yeahscience]

Dude, can you tone down the creep factor, here? You're just wigging the girls out.

Besides, you can't tell me that has ever actually worked for you.

[notjustanytoon]

[ SORRY TO INTERRUPT THE CATFIGHT BUT DOOM HAS TAKEN IT UPON HIMSELF TO POLICE -EVERYONE- which is why he walks over and taps the ground with his cane, enough to gather attention at least. ]

The conditions in which we've found ourselves in do not allow for childish bickering. I suggest you two cease hostilities immediately.

[yeahscience]

[Augh seriously Doom the one with the creep factor here is you.]

Chill, bitch. We're having a conversation. Since when the hell are you running the show?

[notjustanytoon]

[ FOREVER CREEPY OVER HERE. The tiny cape flaps in the wind and the condescending tone continues. ]

I am merely stepping in to address a volatile situation.

[boobily]

[ dandy is relieved to no longer be the one being blamed for the world's problems here, but at the same time, who the hell does this guy think he is?! ]

Volatile?! Who're you calling volatile, buddy?! And what's with those glasses, old-timer?! [ PRIORITIES ]

[immortalhope]

Sir, I believe the situation was rather more controllable before you inserted yourself into it. Thus far, you've served only to agitate it. I would politely ask that you step aside, please.

[PRINCESS TAKIN' CHARGE YO]

[notjustanytoon]

That is hardly a way to address an elected official, ma'm. [ JUST GONNA IGNORE THE RIFFRAFF WITH THE POMPADOUR. ] My prerogative is simply to keep you all from maiming yourselves.

[immortalhope]

Your status neither impresses nor concerns me. [She outranks the shit out of you, creeper.] Maintaining order in this situation is paramount, and I would ask - again - that you not disrupt it further.

[immortalhope]

My thanks.

[And she has a husband, so it's for the best, really.]

It's reassuring to know someone's able to keep a level head here, all things considered.

[yeahscience]

[Lucina, that has a compliment that literally no one else has ever given Jesse Pinkman in the history of ever. And definitely no one else today. He blinks, clearly surprised, then smiles.]

It's no problem. I just figure, we gotta look out for each other, right?

[Okay, he might be flirting a little.]

[boobily]

[ INTENSE GLARING ]

[yeahscience]

[SORRY HE'S WAY BETTER AT THIS THAN YOU, DANDY.]

[immortalhope]

[If he is, she's too oblivious to notice. Hell, she might be flirting and she wouldn't notice that either, she's so oblivious.]

Well said, sir. Given our situation, I doubt we'll be able to get out of this without working together. [She extends a hand.] Lucina. Good to know I have at least one ally.

[yeahscience]

I'm Jesse.

[He shakes her hand, flashing her a toothy smile.]

Nice to meet you, Lucina.

[immortalhope]

...Excuse me?

[Is that really how you talk to any woman, let alone one with a very real sword?

She can barely even come up with a better response to that beyond the angry glare she's currently shooting him.]

In what realm were you taught that it was at all advisable to speak to a woman in such a manner?

[boobily]

[ oh, someone's a grumpy baby... or playing hard to get.

in any case, he wasn't in it to make her upset. but at the same time he's not really the type of guy to console or apologize either, you know? because nothing is ever his fault. ] Look here, kid. Maybe you think you can handle my waves, but let me tell you now that no one can handle this. [ was that related at all to the question she just asked? no... no it wasn't. but maybe his next comment will be relevant. ]

A lady can handle anything a man can.

[immortalhope]

[She shoots him a glare that only the most brave and most foolish would fail to back down from, and it's clear which one Dandy is.]

Indeed I can, good sir, and doubtless I can handle more than you realize. [read: I've seen pans with less handle than you] However, common decorum dictates you not insult an entire gender to the face of one of its members.

[boobily]

[ maybe she's on her lady cycle or something. they're always kind of moody during that. chicks sure are complicated things. more complicated than any alien he's ever seen. ]

Wait, wait, wait. I think you've got me all wrong. I wasn't insulting anybody here! It's all in good humor baby, no need to break a sweat.