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

dining hall

[sourtime]

[ looks at grimmer

looks at the robot

looks at the slushie machine

looks back at grimmer....... ]

Neat? Are you serious right now?

[picnicked]

Yeah!

[Robots are cool??]

At least where I'm from there isn't anything this advanced, technology-wise. I've heard they've got some pretty advanced stuff in Japan, though.

[sourtime]

Who gives a shit how advanced it is?

[ Obviously him, Deena, don't be rude! ]

We're locked up in here for god knows what, and you're actually going to eat what that thing brings you?

[picnicked]

Isn't the fact that we're locked up here potentially indefinitely exactly why we should eat?

[Can't escape if you die of starvation.]

[sourtime]

Yeah, and what if it's poisoned? What if it's drugged? I don't remember how I got here -- no way they didn't give us something.

[picnicked]

Poisoned there's no point, if they were going to kill us via poison, why not just do it where we were instead of going through the hassle of abduction?

As for drugging...
[He thinks about it for a second which implies he hadn't considered that option??? Hello??]

Well, with the hugely varied demographic here that'd be dangerous. If they dosed it for the lower end, the people with higher resistance wouldn't be effective, and if they dosed it for the higher end, they risk killing the people with less resistance, which I'll refer back to my first point.

[sourtime]

[ Deena absorbs all of this, apparently against her own wishes! What the man is saying is logical and obvious, if one takes like five seconds to think it over instead of just getting kneejerk mad at someone else being calm! But... ]

There are some really sick people out there, [ she eventually, and unhelpfully, provides. ] They don't care whether it makes sense not. All they want is to make you think its over, so the second you let your guard down they can fuck with you all over again.

[picnicked]

You're right.
[Maybe a surprising answer. But.]

But being vigilant doesn't have to mean being tense and stressed out twenty four seven. You'll burn yourself out doing that.

[sourtime]

[ MMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmm




The set of her shoulders relaxes, very slightly, as she takes a step closer to the counter. ]

Well, I'm gonna wait thirty minutes to see if you keel over first.

[picnicked]

[He laughs.]

I don't know if I'd be the best benchmark, but suit yourself.

[He holds out his hand.]

I'm Grimmer, by the way. Wolfgang Grimmer.

[sourtime]

[ She raises her eyebrows, but, after a pause, shakes his hand. Her grip is firm! Maybe challengingly so! ]

Deena Johnson. [ ... ] In that order. Two Es.

[picnicked]

[Kids these days... His grip is firm too, but just in the way you're expect from a tall german dad.]

Ah, are you American then?

[sourtime]

Yeah, but not from any of the fun parts. [ HMMMMMMMmmmmm ] Wait, were you still in Germany or wherever before you woke up?