WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[Well, this is...happening. This is a thing. This is your life now. The Commander is expecting you to just up and kill one another, and then try to get away with it. No big deal, right? You guys can handle this. You won't fall for what she has. She's clearly an idiot. A loud idiot, but still an idiot. She's not going to get one over you.

...Right?

In any case, the Commander's quarters are now open for anyone who decides they can actually stand to be in the same room as her, but beware - any favor you might ask of her is going to come at a price, and who knows what she'll ask you to do if you decide to gain a boon from her. Unless you're a suck-up like Baku - then she'll apparently be flattered. Maybe that's a good tactic to use?


Whatever you do, try not to murder the bread again. The Bread Did Nothing Wrong.


There are fifteen strangers in this place.]



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TUESDAY

[strangerpeople]

[fashionfever]

Step right up!

[Back on Monday you may have observed Angela rather lost in thought. Quiet, apologetic, reacting with obligatory smiles and nods and verbal affirmations, sketching to herself on pieces of paper.

Now it's Tuesday morning and she's set up a counter in front of the weapons storage room. And her suit is nowhere to be seen? Yeah, Angela just gave herself a little updo and a bedsheet chiton!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She's set up the desk pretty thoroughly with multiple design sketches set up on folded stiff pieces of paper. Apparently some of these techniques are using pins and sheers from the weapon room. There is a paper where you can sign up.]

[illusionarymelody]

[The lack of a suit definitely draws Vita's eye. It might just be a sheet, but compared to these suits, it's high fashion.]

Might I ask how you did that?

[fashionfever]

[Making a "darn tootin" arm gesture] Determination! Hahaha.

[She has barely slept and can see colors.]

There's at least sheets in our rooms, you know. Just get me yours and [claps hands together] pow! Style!

[illusionarymelody]

Sure, I can do that!

[And she'll go head out and grab a sheet from her room and be back pretty quick since her room is pretty close to the elevator.]

I have to say, your dress is far superior to these terrible suits.

[fashionfever]

Really? Aw, thank you!

[She's drinking in Vita's praise like sunlight and takes the sheet into her lap with open arms... Something this simple really made her so happy.]

Then I'll make you the same design as mine, OK? We'll be twinsies!

[illusionarymelody]

That sounds lovely! After all, us girls need to stick together. There are so few of us.

[tiefleaf]

I suppose anything beats whatever nonsense you'd call... whatever they've put on us.

[ He.

Has never seen a spacesuit before. ]

[fashionfever]

I know! You can't have a bodysuit like this without ventilation! [Getting up.] Alright, I'll measure you...

[tiefleaf]

[ He turns around for her to get a start on those measurements, his tail swishing a little in the air as he does so.

Uh, yeah. About that tail... ]

[backuphero]

[Hopefully tearing up a bedsheet doesn't quite count as destruction of property, because, as anyone who happens to venture into the men's bathroom will see, that was how he started his morning. The fabric doesn't make a great towel or washcloths, but just like a sponge bath from a sink, it's better than nothing - like hell is he asking Maureen O'Hollers upstairs for permission to shower.

If you're lucky you'll manage to get in there while he's washing his hair or at least still wearing boxers, fellas. Otherwise, well... it's open season for jokes about full moons and the relative size of things in Texas, good luck. Any shame he has is currently buried under fury and salt. The narration suggests but wouldn't dare require using a dice roll if you're comfortable with any option, and provided the first two options in case you're not okay with the third.

After potentially mortifying his dormmates, he's going to make a detour to the Mess Hall. He's got that weird oversized wristwatch he woke up wearing with him, now, and while he's sitting there letting his coffee go cold, he'll be tentatively poking at the keys, trying to puzzle it out.]

bathroom!!

[theserpentsmiles]

[We know he looks feminine, but this is absolutely the right bathroom for Nagisa, and he's coming in with some bedding of his own... Oh. Slightly awkward?]

...I guess we had the same idea.

[backuphero]

I just figured "why make a deal with the she-devil if you can avoid it", right?

[It is perfectly normal to talk casually about your jailer whilst standing bent over a sink lathering soap in your hair, wearing boxers which have obviously been put through the laundry with something bright red more than once. Perfectly. Normal.

If he pretends it's not weird, it won't be weird, right?]

Dunno if you've got that cut up already, but if not, my knife's on the suit.

[It's crumpled against the wall, looking rather like some alien's shed skin, but the knife in its sheath sits on top.]

[theserpentsmiles]

I'm not sure I'd call her a devil, but I agree it's best to avoid contact...

[You know what. This isn't at all weird if we just don't acknowledge that there's anything remotely weird and just carry on as normal. Nagisa's pretty good at that. So instead he'll just...go borrow that knife to get a less unwieldy piece of fabric.]

Thanks.

[backuphero]

You're welcome.

[And he pauses, long enough to rinse the soap out of his hair.]

Think you might be right... she's less "devil", more "banshee".

[theserpentsmiles]

[A small laugh!] That's more accurate. I wonder what she sounds like whispering?

bathrooms

[losergod]

[ They had the same idea, it would seem, and the shades of red C subsequently turns are quite amazing to watch. Coming in here hoping to wash and seeing another man naked was NOT on his to-do list, and he yelps and covers his face with his own bedsheet.

Good job, you flustered God. Badly. ]

[backuphero]

[If he just stands here holding his boxers under the hand dryer like nothing is out of the ordinary, maybe -

Okay, no, there is no pretending this is anything everyday. He sighs, and turns so his hips are facing away from C. and the door.]

Look, it was this or end up having to do something for the crazy lady upstairs. And it's not like you probably wouldn't've seen me naked by accident eventually, we're sharing a bedroom, y'know?

[losergod]

[ Nothing about this is okay. ]

... N-none of this would be happening if that infernal woman would g-give us a shower...

[ Oh god he's SO RED. ]

[backuphero]

Maybe we should stage a coup. Storm the "fortress" and occupy it.

[Is he serious? Is he kidding? Even he doesn't really know.]

Winery + Library

[stealsyourduelist]

[By now Rosenkreuz has had his fill of trial and error - in other words, he's given up on understanding everything here right away so screw it, he'll just look for clues that make sense to him.

The winery is a fair enough concept. Though the coolness of the room is eerie to him, the Commander was insistent that no one drink her wine, so he's a bit curious to see what's so special about it. The rules say nothing about simply picking up the wine bottles. Or looking to see if there's someone that delivers the wine to the Commander, seeing as she hasn't come out of her room thus far. It's not his style, but someone could always try to poison her...

After that, he'll start looking at all the topics of books in the library, but if nothing particularly stands out at a glance then Rosenkreuz will collect books on history and technology, since he clearly has some catching up to do.]

Library

[strangerpeople]

[Well, there are a few books that look to be put away wrong - for example, spine first, or sideways - already, despite you obviously having only been awake for...what, not even 72 hours?

Then again, there are a lot of books, so maybe someone wanted to have a way of finding a book they really really liked?]

[stealsyourduelist]

[No, that's a little irritating. Don't mistreat the books!!

He's gonna pick them up to put them right if nothing else, but of course he'll see what they are first. They might be useful to him, and then he can hoard them.]

[strangerpeople]

[It is called Paris: A Really Big City With Lots Of Stuff To Do, By A. Smithee.

Hey! Paris! But what is that weird giant triangle thing on the cover?]

[stealsyourduelist]

[Hell if he knows, is it the illuminati?

This title seems rather simplistic though. And Paris... it's been a while since he's been there, but does it even look like he would recognize it.]