Please roleplay here. This will be the main source of people finding out things and making deductions on who they think is the murderer and why. Try not to disclose your true roles. Thank you!
Common Room
| Lady Nike ~ Goddess of Victory | ||||||||
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 “If you have a dream, don’t just sit there. Gather courage to believe that you can succeed and leave no stone unturned to make it a reality.” |
An apparition of the Goddess appeared in the centre of the room, smiling at everyone before creating an illusion of a dead body on the floor. "I hate to ruin your time here, Campers, but there has been a murder. Little is known on how the person died or who killed them but I can tell you this: the murderer remains among you. Work together to try and solve their identity and oust them out of the cabin before they 'kill' you." The goddess' apparition began to fade before being replaced by an 'All deaths are not real and this is just a game!' notice. | |||||||
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| Owned by: Admins & Crats ~ Posted on: 12:40, June 23, 2020 (UTC) | ||||||||
Bedroom One
Bedroom Two
- Xavier: After Nike's warning, part of Xavier wondered what it was like to die. Would their fake death hurt? Thinking about it, he started to feel gloomy. He was reminded of his loved ones' deaths. Bad memories. Thus, Xavier headed towards the biggest of all the shared bedrooms. If a murderer were out loose, he should be safe in a room full of people that night, right? Or, if it were a painless death, should he go first and save himself the burden? While thinking, he seemed to also be choosing a bed.
- Henri: As Henri was exploring the rooms he saw his friend Xavier so he went up to him and said "Oh your here too?"
- Xavier: As to publicly claim his bed, Xavier disoriented the sheets. He chose the one closest to the wall, liking the solitude that came in the corner. It seemed to relieve the introvert's mental distress. Guess psychologists were right about lighting. Turning, he was surprised - in a good way - to see Henri. "It seems like you are here as well. What a coincidence."
- Henir: "It is maybe they didn't choose the players at random." tho it was possible and Henri was just lucky enough to find someone he knows.
- Xavier: "That, or you're sharing your luck with me." Hopefully, more of his luck would keep them safe - or better, find the culprit. Xavier sat on the edge of his bed. He didn't like his outside clothes to dirty his sheets and motioned for Henri to take the bed beside his, even for just sitting. "Maybe not, but I don't see a pattern apart from our different godly parents from the list in the common room."
- Henri: "Welll ahahahh you see the problem is it seems my powers are gone and with that my luck does as well I can't even see your future anymore."
- Xavier: "What do you mean?" Xavier only noticed the windows and outside doors missing. However, he never knew their powers were stripped away from them. The son of Akhlys tried to conjure acid to break the wall, but he couldn't. "We're... powerless?" He seemed to be worried, sitting through the revelation in silent protest. Luckily, he still had his knowledge on poisons. Perhaps, it might come helpful. "We are trapped in a dream-like world with no powers, windows, and doors." He turned to Henri. "Why is it that you seem less distressed than I am?"
- Henri: "Oh that's easy it's because with or with out my powers I am an excellent tactician so it shall be easy to beat this game."
- Xavier: Relying on his powers ever since his youth, Xavier wasn't as confident as Henri. As a child in his archery class, the son of Akhlys coated his arrows with poison as to manoeuvre them successfully. While he learned to wield raw human capabilities, to stripped of his powers was still alerting. "Then, we should ally ourselves. Do you know (or trust) anyone else here?" He wondered.
- Henri: "Sure, we are ally's and to be honest I don't know anyone eles besides you, but we should ally ourselves with people who don't rely on there powers as they are the most useful at the time, how about you do you know (or trust) anyone?"
- Xavier: Apart from a certain attractive blonde that caught his eye, which Henri wouldn't really care about, Xavier had no one either. "We should, but it's hard to trust new people, given our circumstance." For all they knew, someone who they newly befriended might be the murderer.
- Henri: "I know, I know thats why I came up with the buddy system so ech of our allies would have a partner 24/7 therefore it will be easy to narrow down whom the identity of this murderer is."
- Xavier: The son of Akhlys then nodded at Henri's idea. "That could work out, if we had more allies." He admitted and praised Henri's idea. "We also sleep in the same rooms, so it would also help with surveillance." Frankly, Xavier didn't even know the purpose of the game, but it was more fun to play with a friend.
- Henri: "Yes and even if we do die It won't matter as it's only a fake death, but knowing gods and there games this could either backfire very badly or this could actuly very fun."
- Xavier: The son of Akhlys laughed at Henri's note on the fake death. It was true. He wasn't done with his life here on earth, considering the reincarnation of his loved ones. Frankly, Xavier thought more of the latter than the former. Xavier then relaxed more. "So how have you been in the past few weeks?" It had been a while since he last saw Henri. Xavier had been furniture shopping.
- Henri: "Oh you know, eating healthy, trying to cook, and meeting new people stuff like that pretty uneventful you."
- Xavier: "I'm proud of you." He complimented Henri. Guess the little push to eat healthy worked. "I recently got a flatmate. It was initially an awkward deal, but we worked out pretty well. I've met a few new people as well. Sales are still so far so good." He was also surprised by the news himself. He couldn't believe that he eventually lived with a stranger. However, if Bian could survive the stench of his stash and strains, it was nicer to have someone to accompany him in dinner. "What recipes is your favorite now?" If they were to stay in this fake world, the son of Tyche could always whip up a meal for Xavier with his new skills.
- Henri:"Easy thats would be Pan-Seared Salmon with Kale and Apple Salad, those are super yummy."
- Xavier: "If we don't die within the next 24 hours, you should allow me to taste your cooking." He wished. One thing good about their world was that the gods always had enough budget to stock their fridge with good meals and ingredients. Payment for the anxiety they have caused.
- Henri: "That sounds good, and yummy."
- Xavier: He yawned. It was night, after all. "Will you sleep here or guard the other room?" He wondered, considering Henri considered a buddy system. However, they were the only ones in the system as of yet.
- Henri: "I mean our best course of action is to gaurd the other room and try to recruit other people, what do you think."
- Xavier: "Agreed, though I would be more cautious of other people." While others may seem friendly, it was a game where no one knew the ending. Perhaps, for now, Xavier would only trust Henri, given their friendship prior to this program.
Bedroom Three
Bedroom Four
Kitchen
Mephistopheles was already raiding the kitchen for all the good snacks before the house filled up with unfamiliar faces. Under his arm he held a box of cookies, what looked to be a box of fruit roll ups as well as dunkeroos and was migrating his way through the cupboards without hesitation. Having already made himself at home, the dark haired boy was walking around without his shirt which had been abandoned on the bed he claimed due to overheating. Opening the fridge, he snagged a can of soda and let out a michevious chuckle as his collection of snacks began to build up. Having lived with tons of siblings before camp and also while being in the Hermes Cabin, Mephisto had learned to stock up on all the good stuff before it got eaten by someone else.