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

[losergod]

Are we sure we're from multiple worlds at all? I mean, the confusion between the lot of us makes this make the most sense. Multiversal theories are certainly plausible, I simply... wonder why go to the trouble? And how they managed such a thing.

[ He taps his chin. There's a pause, and then he asks: ]

... How do you know about the death thing, though?

[beguiledcard]

Personally, I'm about ninety-nine percent positive we're from different worlds and universes.

[losergod]

... How can you be sure?

[beguiledcard]

The... people who put us through the game in the mall...

[ He tilts his head a bit, twisting a strand of bangs. ]

The whole point of that game was to save various worlds. So I assume we needed to be from different worlds for that to work. Even here... I've met people who are each related, in some way, to those from the mall.

[crouching_sin]

Because I have literally spoken to demons and heard the Voice of God. He doesn't sound like you.

[He sounds like James Earl Jones - wait. Possibly Alan Rickman.]

As for the death thing... heh. I wonder~.

[losergod]

I would counter-argue, but I presently... cannot remember what my Heavenly Domain actually is. Which is something of a problem.

[ So he's sort of stuck there. He's just got this nebulous... idea... ]

If you're knowledgeable about death, you've likely seen it, at the very least.

[ ... Like him. ]

[crouching_sin]

Sounds like it would be.

But hm. And how would I have done that, do you think?

[losergod]

[ He gives a coy smile here, like he knows something but isn't going to say it. ]

... I really can't say!

[ He has a good guess. Perhaps Naoya is like him, someone that died. That's his best guess, at least. It makes the most sense, certainly. ]

[crouching_sin]

Well, if you can't, then I won't.