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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THURSDAY

[strangerpeople]

investigation!

[toushiro]

[ hitsugaya's up early, but there's something different about him. he's not wearing his sword. amazing. still, he seems to be set on something... and he walks straight to the computer room. he also has the manual with him, because he does not know how to code and hack at all, even if he's familiar with the technology itself.

before he gets to trying to hack the computers though, he'll take a look around the room and look at the floppy disks and the computer cassettes. is there anything to make note of about these?

--

later on in the day, after he emerges from the computer room, hitsugaya goes to the mess hall. he goes to make himself a cup of tea, and when he tastes it...his nose scrunches up. seems like someone might be a picky drinker. ]

investigating wheee

[strangerpeople]

[One thing Toushiro will notice right away is that almost every piece of technology is dated in comparison to tech that he might be familiar with. The latest dates on this stuff is from the early 1990s.]

[toushiro]

[ huh! interesting. though he has been around for over a century, so he may have seen some of this stuff before. regardless, he's going to examine these closely; he'll take one of the floppy disks first and give it a once-over.

also, what year is it right now? ]

[strangerpeople]

[That's a very good question. There's no overt clock on the computer screen like with later computers, so he'll need to access the calendar function somehow.]

[backuphero]

[Guess who didn't sleep, and only emerged from his bunk around mid-"afternoon" anyway.

Guess who is staring at the soda fountain in the mess hall like it'll pick a drink for him if he stands there long enough.]

Wish I knew for sure what most of these were, you know?

[Or, if you happen to catch him a while after that... well, it'll be in the theater, where he's trying to figure out how to make the thing show a film. It's not really going well.]

mess hall

[stealsyourduelist]

I've been wondering what this is as well, truth be told.

[But he's never been introduced to the concept of soda at all.]

[backuphero]

Looking at what everyone else is getting from it, I think it's an automatic soda fountain - mixes the flavors in on its own, I mean, you still have to press buttons to make it work.

[There is a short pause as it hits him that he's talking to Fifteenth Century Guy about this.]

So, basically it's fizzy water that tastes like fruit, or just sweet. Like some French wines, or ciders, but it won't get you drunk. I don't recognize any of the flavors here, though....

[stealsyourduelist]

Hm, sounds like the sort of fare that Lord Stanley would keep at his castle. But this says it is made with cream...?

[He can't imagine what a cream-based nonalcoholic cider or wine would taste like at all.]

Shall we try some?

[fashionfever]

I heard somebody only knows about a couple modern things from those expos like in Chicago!

[Angela is walking up to him with both her hands folded behind her back.] So I thought, hey, you might wanna see a movie about the beautiful rough Windy City!

[backuphero]

[There are good people here. He just needs to focus on that, and he'll pull out of this blue funk in no time.]

You know, I'd actually like that. Mind showing me how you actually show movies with all this stuff?

[Depending on how bad that movie really is, he may yet regret these words. But for now... distraction! Nice lady has brought him a thing to focus on that isn't a crisis-mode feedback loop!)

[fashionfever]

Of course~

[She just pulls the VHS tape out of the cardboard sleeve in one fell swoop.]

This is the actual tape! [Pointing at the little coily parts.] This is film like in a camera... There's some little clicky part where it reads the tape. [Wait uhhhh where's the actual VHS player...]

PAGING COMMANDER... and an open prompt for the rest of you

[beguiledcard]

[ Yeah, so, bathing via a sink can only get you so far, and this hair is looking rough. So he can be seen doing more than glaring a bit at her door this morning.

After a sigh, he politely knocks on her door.

Later in the day, close to evening time, he can be seen with non-stop cups of coffee - as in, he's just... probably drinking way too much of this stuff. This might explain why he looks a tad bit restless, and also hasn't he been pacing that one spot for at least fifteen minutes now??

Someone should probably take the coffee away. ]

[backuphero]

You're starting to make me dizzy.

[Could've been fifteen minutes, could've been half an hour, someone's concept of time is a little screwy right now. His voice sounds pretty fried, too.]

[beguiledcard]

[ He blinks, and then immediately looks sheepish. ]

Ah-- sorry.

[ With that, he stops... ...though, he's immediately fidgeting with a pen. And, like a proper guy who's bad at focusing on his own issues: ]

You, uh... You don't sound so good.

here there be stupid voice actor jokes... well, one, at least

[backuphero]

[Nonsense, he sounds fine! If "fine" is "unfortunately like to dubbed Gaara", anyway.]

It happens when I don't sleep.... something about staying up, even if I'm not talking much. I'll be fine, so long as you don't go giving me vertigo.

[He's making a joke, he must be fine!

...except for the whole not sleeping and quietly praying for several hours once he was mostly sure C wasn't awake any longer thing, but. Joking! Smiling, even! He's trying to climb out of his despair.]

[stealsyourduelist]

Perhaps you need something stronger.

[medieval man is helping]

[beguiledcard]

Uhhh... Stronger?

[ Nope, he doesn't even get what he's referencing, at all, yet... ]

[stealsyourduelist]

Than coffee, yes.

[what do you mean alcohol isn't for all ages]

[losergod]

[ Taking the coffee away from him, sorry. ]

This stuff is garbage. I don't think you need to drink anymore. You need to get some rest.

[beguiledcard]

[ :( ]

It might be garbage, but...

[ Nope, not admitting he's only getting maybe three hours of sleep on a good night, these days. ]

Don't worry... I'm fine. I'm just a little... restless, is all.

[commandurr]

OH, YOU! WHAT DO YOU WANT?

[beguiledcard]

[ He waves. ]

A shower. What do I need to do to be able to take one?

[crouching_sin]

[He's just going to pull that mug out of Akira's hands, if it's not pulled away first.]

Eighteen minutes, fifty three seconds is how long you've been going around in circles.

[Naoya nO.]

[beguiledcard]

[ Why do you people keep taking the coffee away!!! ]

I'm fine.

[ Akira, he didn't even fucking ask-- ]

Just... restless.

[ Akira, you used this excuse with C. ]