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

[bethorns]

Oh! I was having a meal with my family. And...I suppose the government? I mean, they could be responsible. I wasn't having a meal with the government.

[ Thanks, Yor. ]

[verghese]

[Nick slowly puts down his pencil.]

Can you...be more specific?

[He's not entirely sure if she's joking.]

[bethorns]

About what we were eating??

[ SHE CAN BE and starts to list off the menu... ]

[verghese]

No--No, I don't care what you were eating! The government thing!

[He makes a frustrated noise, pinching the bridge of his nose. Did he always have this much trouble questioning people on his own?]

[bethorns]

It just sounds like the sort of thing the Secret Police might do?

[ YEAH SHE'S NOT A FOUNT OF INFO HERE, NICK... ]

[verghese]

[we love her anyways!]

Wh--What secret police? Like, the FBI? What reason would they have?!

[bethorns]

FBI...?

[ Sorry she doesn't know that one. Anyway - ]

They're looking for traitors, usually? Sometimes people get taken away.

[verghese]

Um. Federal Bureau of Investigation. The American investigation organization?

[He sighs.]

I haven't done anything traitorous recently. Have you?

[bethorns]

Oh! America. Someone else mentioned it...that isn't a place where I'm from?

[ AT LEAST...her world has a lot of made up country names so. Yeah. ]

[verghese]

.....Like, uh, it just doesn't exist?

[what a blissful world to live in. maybe.]

[bethorns]

I'm from Ostania...I don't think it's the same place? Maybe?

[ ??? SHE'S BAD AT GEOGRAPHY...SO... ]