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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[...Erin hates to admit it, but she gives points for style for the entrance. Look, she can appreciate that.

After a moment, she taps her own arm, and says, referring to the golden skeletal arm:]

Nice limb.

[She doesn't know for sure how to feel about Ianthe so far, but, well, everything about her and how she has behaved almost feels like stuff she has seen before in the place she was in before waking up in this shelter, so in a way it's kind of a relief. No completely uncharted territory]

Thank you. It was a gift.

[She flexes the fingers on the skeletal arm. It is a nice limb, she's glad it's being appreciated.]

INTRODUCTION

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