Mock Week

[sinphony]

[ After the day before, with the reveal of the full extent of the rules and how the game works along with their hosts, the only thing everyone could do was have a meeting with alcohol and go to bed. And when awakened, everything is the same. It's still the large mansion, they're still locked inside, and there's still the idea that they have the choice to murder each other hanging over them. But now the mansion is free to explore to their hearts' content, save for the room under the stairs outside the mud room. All anyone can really do is just enjoy their week and hope for the best. ]

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[semperperatus]

[Throughout]

[Well, just because there's no obvious means of escape, doesn't mean there's no escape outside of murder whatsoever. It...just means it's not obvious. Right? And so for much of the day, Shepard is looking for escape.

Feeling up walls. Looking into alcoves. Checking the floors for any boards that sound different. Anything that could signify a weakness in this place. Anything to go on.]


[Craft Room]

[When he's not doing that, Fin's in here, apparently grabbing various items like scissors, depressors, yarn, tape...basically he's piling a bunch of stuff on a table and sorting them out. Who knows why.

Maybe someone should ask him why he needs a whole box of crayons.]

Passage-Hunting

[telecosmetic]

Have you found anything yet? [Eliza sounds kind of desperate to hear good news, but not that hopeful about it.]

Passage-Hunting

[semperperatus]

...Nothing yet.

[Feeling some of the paneling right now.]

But I just started. Want to help out?

[telecosmetic]

[She nods.] Yeah! Even if we can't find a way out we might find one of their secret rooms or something!

[There's a pause.] Actually...have you tried humming that music that played when that couple showed up?

[semperperatus]

...No. Does that do something?

[If it does...]

[telecosmetic]

It worked in Town A...there was this movie theater that only showed one thing, and the theme song from it helped open a door to a room full of useful information and weapons... [She's already trying to hum the song under her breath.]

MODS?

[semperperatus]

[Well, he will try and whistle it, and see if it helps. Who knows?]

[sinphony]

[ You are now humming and whistling music.

It doesn't do anything else, sorry. ]

[semperperatus]

[...Maybe they can try harmonizing!

...Or maybe not, Shepard's not a good whistler.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza's not that good at staying on tune, either, especially with a song she's only heard once. After a bit of trying, her face falls.]

Maybe it needs to be a specific place...?

Craft Room

[chaseastar]

[She's just getting the lay of the land and--]

What are you doing with a whole box of crayons?

[semperperatus]

Oh. Emergency supplies.

[...OF COURSE!]

Haven't gotten to medical yet...but these work, too, yeah?

[chaseastar]

Why crayons?

[Are you sure you're an adult?]

[semperperatus]

..Oh! Right, sorry--backup candles.

[To demonstrate, he takes out a crayon, and--is that a lemon with nails and copper wires stabbed into it next to steel wire. Granted its tiny art steel wire, the kind you'd more likely find scrubbing dishes, but still.]

The paper around the crayon acts as the wick, and the crayon itself acts as the wax. And I didn't get matches just yet...and in case we somehow run out in a prolonged blackout...

[Seriously though, what]

See, watch.

[He takes the crayon, lays it on top of the steel wire, and starts to rub the copper coils onto the steel wire by the crayon. After a few seconds, the pointed end of the crayon starts to melt.]

Just a little more...

[chaseastar]

What...

[Wait. How? How did he just do that?!]

How did you do that?!

[semperperatus]

Simple science. Ah...

[Soon enough, enough of the wax has burnt that the paper on the crayon sparks to bright life. With a chuckle, Shepard carefully places it up on some paper, letting the wax congeal on its bottom to form a base to hold it up.]

Lemon juice can generate electricity, and metal has conductivity, so just plug it in with the right stuff, get some wires, and you're good to go. And with the heat it makes, find some more metal, and...boom, you can make fire.


[A deeper snort.]

...Me and my best friend got up to some fun stuff as kids.

[chaseastar]

Well, I've heard you can run a clock on a potato once so it should be the same principle.

[Somewhere a certain prodigy is shaking her head in despair. Sarasa isn't dumb but this isn't exactly her forte.]

I'd ask what but I'm not sure that I want to know the thought process of you finding this out.

[semperperatus]

Stuff that got us grounded, and that's all I'm going to say. Still, I learned a lot that way.

[The less you know how, the better.]

Similar idea, yeah. But with a box like this, your light'll last for a few days if you're careful.

craft room

[pervet]

[ ... He's surprised. He thinks he gets what you're getting at. He's doing the same thing--you can see the box in his hands, actually, he came in here for some tape! It's filled with medical supplies. ]

... Ah. That's probably wise. Surprised you have crayons though, what're you gonna use those for?

Re: craft room

[semperperatus]

Candles.

[...That explains it, right?]

Instead of going straight to the emergency candles, in case of a blackout.

[pervet]

... Ah. They're wax, right?

[ He's pretty sure. So they burn... ]

I never thought about that. You think they might cut the power?

[semperperatus]

With the paper as the wick, yeah.

[He shrugs.]

Never can be too prepared, right?

In a hallway IDK

[steelmagnolias]

[Hey there Fin, it's him, it's the guy who flirted with Vanitas a while ago and didn't know what a shark was. He looks at Fin, who's checking the floors, then shrugs it off as he examines the walls of this place.

He looks just a little dismayed.]

[semperperatus]

...Hey. You ok, man?

[steelmagnolias]

About as okay as anyone could be in this place.

[He really doesn't think he needs to elaborate here.]

I've been looking to see if there's any kind of structural damage in this place. Old buildings usually do; usually it's just the foundation giving way, or some idiot decides they want to do renovations and hacks away at a load-bearing structure without knowing what they're gonna do after. Anything that might be a weakness we can exploit and get out of this dump.

So far, though? This shit's airtight.