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

[crouching_sin]

I'm not sure about 'becoming God', but I'm definitely working on getting rid of Him. I have been for a long time.

[losergod]

I mean, I can get behind the idea of deposing a tyrant. I'm sorry I can't be much help with it from this position, though. Perhaps if I could inhabit various vessels again, I could be of some use... after all, not every one has to be human.

Would that I could gain that ability back here and take our Commander into a gentle sleep for a few hours and allow everyone some information-gathering...

[crouching_sin]

Well, we would all be better off if we had our abilities here, wouldn't we? I, at least, could possibly do some damage to the building itself... though that might be unwise, given that we're likely in space.