Week 1 [Day 1-Day 3]

[calloperators]

[After a long stressful day like this has been, maybe you want to curl up in bed and try to sleep this whole thing off, or maybe you stay up all night desperately trying to find a way out of this town. Whether it be asking the cops for help, trying to steal a car, or just simply trying to walk out of town, you will unfortunately find your attempts to escape fruitless.

Even with it being obvious something strange is going on, no one has shown their face yet to even hint that they're the ones behind it. And you have no idea if or when they will.

However, in the very least you have a whole town to explore, and at the start of each day, and the beginning of every night, no matter where you are, you'll suddenly hear a radio crackle to life. Whether this is comforting or unsettling? Well, that's up to you to decide.

Just have a good time and try not think about the letter you got earlier, okay?]

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[ DAY 1 (SUNDAY) || NIGHT 1 (MONDAY) || DAY 2 (TUESDAY) || NIGHT 2 (WEDNESDAY) || DAY 3 (THURSDAY) ]
((OOC: Welcome to Week 1 of Hotline! As you can probably tell by the fact that Day 2 and beyond are frozen, we will have no grace week so we can get right into the murder!

And if you want to investigate the town, you just need to write INVESTIGATION in your header! Have fun ;) ))

Comments

[neverstudied]

[Cat doesn't care about the gauntlets. She just cares about being pet. She headbuts his hand, purring.

Venkman, meanwhile, rolls his eyes a little at the somewhat terse reply.]

Not saying it's a bad thing. Just that this place is probably a huge sensory overload for ya, huh?

[iote]

[o-oh no

kitty is getting so many pets okay yes she is]

...It is. I'm becoming accustomed to it, but it's something of a slow process.

[neverstudied]

[She's having the time of her life, melting into his touch.]

Depending on where and when you're from, it's probably like someone just dragged you kicking and screaming from a dark room and threw you on the dance floor in the middle of a rave.

[iote]

Rave...?

[...Right, right, not the point.]

I'm from Macedon. Most haven't heard of it.

[neverstudied]

You're right, I haven't.

Right, a rave is-

[Pause.

The grin that slowly spreads on Venkman's face is a bit concerning.]

You know what, there's a night club around here, opens at 8. You go there, you'll find out exactly what a rave is.

[iote]

[Hmmmmmmmmm.]

You're not sending me to the brothel, are you?

[neverstudied]

Nah. I mean, you might find a few people who're up for that sorta thing at a rave, but it's not the purpose of 'em. Uh, usually.

Fair warning, if you think fluorescent lights and brightly colored candy packets are overwhelming, you might wanna brace yourself before you go strolling in.

[iote]

As I've said, I'm becoming accustomed.

[Sort of.]

Most of this is new to me, but bearable.

[neverstudied]

Great- and once you go through your first rave, you'll probably be desensitized to literally anything else this world's got to offer.

[Hard to be distressed by a laundromat after that.]