INTRODUCTION

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INTRO

Vault 113

You wake feeling groggy. You have the distinct sense of oversleeping, even if you may not recall ever going to bed in the first place. And this bed? Definitely not yours, no matter how comfortable it may be. And you'd probably not go to sleep in your street clothes*, right? Well, maybe it's time to smooth out your bedhead and get exploring!

(*or whatever else you were wearing at the last moment you remember)

The first thing you'll notice is the complete absence of windows - are you underground? Though you'll encounter quite a few closed doors, there are some rooms for you to look through and maybe catch your breath in. Maybe it's time for a slushie in the dining room? Impatience won't get you anywhere!

And what's better than a sweet drink to bring strangers together? After all, you're not the only one who's crawled out of bed a little late today. Mingle and don't worry too hard about your current predicament!

((The Mastermind will introduce themselves at 7pm EST real time.))

NAVIGATION

Vault 113: a short-run murdergame

RULES

GAME INFO

LOCATIONS

PROFILES

IC RULES

MURDER

PCs

CHECK-INS

code credit

Comments

[discodancer]

So you're the stepmother.

[ Sympathetic, like she knows anything about that either. ]

That's a lucky six year old, too, then. The things you hear...

[ She shakes her head. ]

[bethorns]

I am, though she just calls me mama!

[ Yor loves Anya soooooooo much. ]

Anya is a really wonderful little girl. I'm blessed to have the chance to be part of her family!

[discodancer]

[ Klaasje wraps her lips around the straw and sips, slowly, looking at Yor sidelong. There's something just a little bit wistful at the corner of her eyes, a little bit bruised. ]

She sounds sweet.

[ Like the traces of cherry flavor on her tongue. ]

You have a reason to look after yourself. Not everyone does.

[bethorns]

She is! [ Although, as to the latter part... ]

But I think everyone has a reason to look after themselves. Even if there isn't anyone waiting, there's always a chance you'll find that sort of person?

[discodancer]

[ The funniest thing about this is: Yor really means that. ]

You think so?

[ Soft, soft. ]

But how would you know you hadn't found them yet? What if you already had, and you didn't realize when you did?

Then you'd be waiting your whole life for someone you already missed.

[bethorns]

Well, if you're asking me...I suppose I would keep looking? I don't know if waiting is the way to go about it.

[ After all, she only found Loid and Anya once she started looking for a fake boyfriend. ]

[discodancer]

Hope springs eternal, huh?

[ It's a nice idea, from a nice woman, who has a nice little daughter and a lucky husband and a brother somewhere out there. ]

I suppose the time will pass whether you're looking or waiting.

[bethorns]

That's true! I find it's best to be productive when I can be!

[ Though...sometimes her version of productivity is ???????? questionable. ]

[discodancer]

Well, in that case...

[ Klaasje nudges Yor's plate of fries. ]

It sounds like you should keep yourself fueled up, Miss Engine of Industry.

[bethorns]

Oh, I work in an office?

[ Confusion Ensues. ]

[discodancer]

[ Oh, it's too much. Klaasje's laugh is startled out of her like a flock of birds. ]

Sorry. Sorry. It's old revolutionary talk - don't worry about it.

[bethorns]

Oh, okay! [ PROCEEDS TO BE HEAD EMPTY ]

[discodancer]

[ If Klaasje was into women, she might be a little bit in love. ]

[bethorns]

[ Alas, she can just be platonically into Yor friendship ]