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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Comments

[tiefleaf]

[ You know what, Molly's gonna see Rosenkreuz in the corridors as he tries to get that arm burnt, a shit-eating grin on his face. ]

Where'd you get that?

[stealsyourduelist]

[Well, he messed with the watch earlier so Molly's appearance won't completely blindside him. He really resembles a monster, but that's not such a bad thing in Rosenkreuz's book. Briefly weighing his options here, he decides to just give a serious answer.]

From testing my new power, of course. It appears the profiles were accurate...