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

[modularized]

[ pause. ]

I don't know, I haven't tried? Maybe?

[pottedplant]

[Turning back to stare at the robot behind the counter again, then looking at M4 once more.]

Okay.

[Walking up to the counter, looking the robot in the eye (or eye equivalent).]

Coffee, please.

[modularized]

[ sopmod watches them both! very carefully!

... the robot makes no move to leave the counter. it may be that either sopmod or resasuke are too close to the doors.

... ]

... The service here isn't very fast, is it?

[pottedplant]

Guess not.

[Going to just. Start walking away then, slightly disappointed.

He wanted coffee...]

[modularized]

[ sopmod pats him sympathetically on the back? but in doing so apparently steps just far enough away that the diner robot starts departing for the kitchen, finally, which she only catches out of the corner of her eye as it disappears through the doors and— ]

—so now you'll finally move?

[pottedplant]

[Turning, perhaps a bit suddenly, to watch the robot go through the doors.

And staring maybe a little more intently than usual.

And not saying anything.

...he needs his coffee, it seems.]