INTRODUCTION

[vault_tech]

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

[namelesslancer]

.....

[ he looks around for a bit, as if seriously considering the possibility, but ultimately shakes his head. ]

No. This isn't Faldeus' doing since he thinks I'm dead and he's simply not capable of such a large operation without his team in the first place. Francesca might be able to, but she's currently so busy that I don't think that she can pay attention to anything else but the war.

[underinworld]

So overall whatever's going on has nothing to do with you. You probably didn't get picked up to be assassinated, then.

[Good, this isn't some kind of farfetched plan specifically made to kill Sigma]

[namelesslancer]

What a relief.

[ things that are still extremely new to him: sarcasm. ]

[underinworld]

You know what, if you have nothing better to do than sleeping, let's get something useful out of you: idle talk.

[Erin doesn't even wait for an affirmative response, she sits down nearby, crossing her legs and getting comfortable]

What do you think about the bunch we're trapped with?

[namelesslancer]

[ oh great, now he's getting dragged into small talk.

this is far more socialization than sigma's usually forced to deal with, though at least now he's talking to real people and not over a dozen spirits that only he can see and hear. ]

We're a team of misfits with no real discernible thing in common other than our situation. I've yet to determine everyone's skills, but from quick observation I can tell that there are some that could be used for fighting, should the need arise. [ a pause. ] Though I wouldn't recommend fighting until we actually know more about this place.

[underinworld]

You're not wrong. First step always is to define the target to obliterate. And also, even those among us who aren't good at fighting can help during a fight! Cannon fodder is always of use.

[...she probably doesn't mean this.

......

60% likely she didn't mean that]

[namelesslancer]

I'd like to limit casualties to a minimum if possible.

[ joke or not, sigma has taken it completely seriously.

or he's responding with a deadpan joke of his own. either one is actually extremely possible. ]

Maybe we'll find weapons somewhere. That will increase the chance of survival.

[underinworld]

That's what improvisation is for. If you can't find a weapon, improvise and chuck whatever you get your hands on at your opponent's skull.