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

[bethorns]

hallways
[ Hello, there is a housewife wandering the halls looking confused and also concerned. She hasn't been able to find Loid, Anya, or Bond, but...Yor also doesn't know what's going on? Uh?

She's checking every door and doorway so she might accidentally open your room. Whoops! Otherwise, she might just walk into a common area and look around. ]

I'm...lost. [ PUTTING IT MILDLY THERE but she has no earthly idea what's happening and none of her training is invested in thinking hard thoughts ]

dining room
[ Yor ends up sitting on one of the stools at the bar, a cherry slushie in front of her. She also got an order of fries because...the robot was staring at her (? she felt) and she felt obligated to order something. SO, FRIES.

Anyway, she's Confused(tm) as hell and essentially is just kind of going ??? and wondering if anyone else has figured anything out but also she's not sure how to ask...so she's just looking at her slushie kind of BAFFLED with the expression of someone whose brain has Given Up. ]

hallways

[underinworld]

[Hi, Yor. You have found Erin in her room. As soon as the door opens, Erin turns to Yor, looking like she got caught doing something, but it doesn't seem like there's anything up with her. She just was looking for her glasses. She puts them on, holding back a sigh]

Sorry to inform, but the exit isn't in my room. Trust me, I knocked all the walls already.

[Totally didn't do such a thing, but it's definitely an indirect way of saying 'yeah no if you'll snoop around do it somewhere else']

[bethorns]

Oh, I'm sorry! [ IT'S A BEDROOM...Yor immediately edges back out, although she stays in the door frame. ]

Um, so you don't know where we are either? [ Who will be her thinking brain dog... ]

[underinworld]

Nope, no idea. I was about to go out and poke to see what I could find. [Let her juuuuust exit her room and close the door] So, what about you? Have you encountered anything interesting while you're opening random doors?

[As far as she's concerned, opening random doors does tend to yield results of some kind! Maybe not the ones they need, but it tends to yield something!]

hallways

[nambu]

[ unfortunately for her, finn is also not a hard thinker. or a soft thinker. or a thinker. so the answer he gives her is completely unhelpful. ]

Uh, so? I don't work here, lady.

[bethorns]

Oh, I don't either! [ Equally dumb, equally unhelpful. ] I wonder if there's a brochure?

[nambu]

[ eh. ]

I guess wouldn't rule it out? The last time I got kidnapped, they gave me a whole lecture about their M.O. when I woke up. We might just have to wait.

dining room

[namelesslancer]

[ he's heard of robots doing menial tasks and he's seen enough movies about robots to know what they are. nonetheless, sigma can't help but be...perhaps just a little puzzled by the sight of them taking orders.

he eyes the woman on the counter with an impassive stare, as if trying to get a read on her. she looks confused. she looks tired. what does he say? ]

...Is the food bad?

[ nailed it. ]

[bethorns]

Oh, it's okay! I think my husband's cooking is better, but it isn't bad or anything.

[ Loid's cooking is a lot to live up to, after all... ]

[namelesslancer]

I see.

[ so the food is probably not poisoned. of course there's a chance that she could be lying to him...

he sits down next to her. ]

I've never heard of a captor giving their victims a kitchen.

hallways

[modularized]

[ i guess they are probably in the common area because— ]

Me too, me too! I haven't seen anyone I know at all!

Whose base is this anyway? It doesn't look like anyone's been here in forever!

[ well, besides them and everyone else, anyway. you get what she means, probably. ]

[bethorns]

Well, it isn't mine! [ Cool as having a base would be - Anya would LOVE that - ]

Maybe it belongs to the government? And we're...being tested? [ SEEMS LEGIT TO HER... ]

[modularized]

The American government? [ that is just a guess because of the diner— ] What would they be testing us for?

[ why isn't she questioning this more ]

[discodancer]

dining room

[ A young woman, somewhere around Yor's age, slides onto one of the stools next to her. She looks at the fries, at the slushie, at the baffled expression on Yor's pretty face. ]

Have you ever had one of those before?

[ It's a friendly question, pitched quiet, just between them. ]

[bethorns]

Hm...I actually haven't! But it's just a sort of ice cream, isn't it?

[ At least, she assumed it was like shaved ice, but...slushier. ]

[discodancer]

Yeah, sort of.

[ It's not completely wrong, and who's Klaasje to kick someone already down? ]

No cream, more ice. [ She smiles slightly. ] It's easier to drink that way, but be careful. If you do it too fast, you'll get a headache.

You should try it.

Dining Room

[pottedplant]

[At some point, Resasuke has given up on the doors to the kitchen and just. Sits at the counter as well. Not next to Yor, but close enough that she would notice him.

At least the giant red panda man is just staring ahead instead of staring at her?]

[bethorns]

[ ...A RED PANDA MAN...?!?! Yor looks like. A little ??? did someone lose a pet here... ]

Oh no...are you lost?

[pottedplant]

[Turning his head to look at her, it takes a moment before he responds.]

No. Frustrated.

The door won't open.

[Pointing at the door to the kitchen.]

Hallways

[howveryglib]

That is quite understandable. Uniform corridors can be a bit difficult to navigate if you are suddenly in an unfamiliar place.

[ah, he remembers his first castrum like it was yesterday… though, he figures he should ask…]

Are you feeling disoriented at all?

[bethorns]

Er, I don't know where I am?

[ Is that what is meant by "disorientation"... ]

[howveryglib]

No, I meant… physically. As if something is off about how you feel.

[…he doesn’t want to get too deep into it, but…]

what are you the hallway monitor

[moodwinks]

[Congratulations, Yor, you've discovered one (1) Belphegor right in the midst of just. Turning his bed into a blanket nest. General nest. Yes, already, apparently if he's going to wake up in strange rooms amid strange people with strange furniture he's just going to bed down first and worry about other stuff later.

The terrible blue jumpsuit has apparently also been subsumed into the Bed Fort and he's looking at the weird posters on the wall somewhat contemplatively when she totters in.]

You're the... fifth one? Fifth one. [he doesn't elaborate on the fifth what; it's not like he bothered to lock his door either way] I don't know if I'm lost, but I've lost something.

You wouldn't happen to have seen a pillow that looks like my outfit, about this big, with a tail accessory on it?

[His tail flicks a little as though emphasizing the description. ☆]

what are u, a cow...SERIOUSLY IS HE A COW

[bethorns]

I have not! Um, do you want me to help you look for it?

[ She doesn't know what she's the fifth of, but! ]

the real mysteries ~ most OM demons are based on various animals so yes(?)

[moodwinks]

[Don't worry about it. Some things are just the vacaries of Belphegor being Belphegor. He perks up and hops out halfway out of his blanket nest. It jostles things a bit and displays that there is an obscene amount of pillows already present. Maybe he borrowed some from somewhere, or possibly his bed just spawns pillows.

And yet.]

Really? Hmm, even if you're lost, we can get you unlost in the meantime. It can't have walked off too far, since I always carry it with me. And there's no way anyone else could mistake it for theirs.