#mhevent

javier stood amongst the somber crowd, his gaze fixed on the mourners paying their respects to hope. though the atmosphere was heavy with sorrow, he remained stoic, his features impassive. he had learned to shield his emotions long ago, an essential trait for someone who spent much of their life surrounded by death. while others shed tears and whispered their condolences, he scanned the faces of every attendee, searching for any subtle shift in behavior that could reveal a hidden truth.

It’s been a few days since the last event, and the architects were very pleased with how the souls interacted on Calypso Beach. So many potential matches, so many interesting people--we’re just too invested in the team dynamic. So the architects have decided to round up all the souls again, to cordially invite you to Sins, the hottest club in town. 

Hello dear soul, 

We hope your time in Middle Hollow thus far has been pleasant. Hopefully, you’ll have settled into your home, and taken a tour around town. 

Have you wandered around Emerhill yet? The part of town that’s known as the liveliest? We’d like to cordially invite you to Sins, which is located just around the corner from Emerhill apartments. It’s the nightclub that pulsates with every beat, and glows red like the embers of a fire. 

Tomorrow, Friday June 12th at 6:30PM, you will line up outside of the club, where our Bouncer Hugo will meet you (fc: Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson). Be nice to Hugo, he’s sensitive. He will give you an elixir you are to drink before entering the club--do not fret about the contents of the liquid, just drink up! 

Enjoy the electric atmosphere of Sins, and remember, the truth will set you free. 

What the letter does not tell you is that Hugo gives the souls that enter Sins a truth elixir. As the soul drinks it up, they immediately blurt out what sin they most often submit to, be it: pride, envy, gluttony, greed, lust, sloth, or wrath. Once they head inside, they cannot help but sin accordingly the entire evening. 

He knows that she isn't from Maywood Hills. Has she run away? Perhaps. The act less curious than the reason behind it. No one just ups and leaves without a reason. Everyone is hiding something and he knows it. She keeps getting lost the crowd. He needs for her to stand alone. In the distance, he sees Padraic sitting by himself and shoots him a text message. It's not a surprise when he obliges to the killer's request. Dance with Carolina. He spots Chelsea and sends her a message. She's weak, he believes, as she will do anything to save her her sister. He has her wrapped around his finger and he's not ready to let her go. It's only a matter of time before Sophia starts to feel sick.

Somebody has cut the power. The pub has gone black. Sophia is missing but it's too dark to tell. Will she make it back safe?

A reminder: 

Bars, pubs, or anything of the sort had never been Padraic's thing. It isn't to say he had never enjoyed drinking, because there had definitely been a time when you couldn't find Padraic without a drink in his hand but since sobering up it was not a sight to be seen. He just preferred to drink behind closed doors, not out in public. Alcohol had a tendency to turn him sour. Still, his family roots couldn't resist the temptation of a St. Patrick's Day celebration. 

Padraic was standing by the bar when he took a sip from what he thought was his glass. The taste of alcohol reached his tongue and he tried to discretely spit the liquid back into the glass. His own glass, filled with soda, was sitting inches away. He looked up and realized that he had been seen, "Sorry, this isn't my drink..." Padraic wasn't sure if he was apologizing because the act had been gross or because he thought it might have been their beverage. 

Today will be the first couple of hours of the party. Mingle with other characters. Create starters and paras. Remember though, somebody is always watching.

A reminder: