vault113 | INTRODUCTION

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

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[ It's been a while since she's been handled so deftly. The last few months, it's been all beer breath and work-calloused hands fumbling at her, while there's been pleasure in that, this is as luxurious as clean, smooth sheets and that imaginary chocolate on her pillow.

She lets her eyes go half-lidded and heavy, tilting her head at an angle that accentuates the lean line of her slim neck. She bestows on him the fullness of her attention, just long enough for him to feel it, before she retracts it to the more socially appropriate distance of interested flirtation. ]

Oh, no. [ She sharpens her smile, hand still resting carelessly in his grasp. ] I'm too worldly to be a damsel. Most women are, as soon as we're out of knee high stockings and pleated skirts.

But it's fun to pretend.

INTRODUCTION

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