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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Don't worry I'm fine with it!

[earietale]

So maybe...weird books? Or just something that doesn't belong in a theater?

[That sounds right to her in this case, if they're looking for things that don't belong.

Barbara can't help but glance around at the room for a second before sighing.]

Well, from what you said before, this is at least the 80's, right? Or the technology suggested it was?

But...were there lasers in the 80's? Or is that something farther in the future?

[She feels bad for having so many questions, but...she's from the 60's. She's not exactly tech savvy. And it doesn't help that the genre she is savvy toward is not mystery.]

[beguiledcard]

Yep, that's what I was guessing the time period was, at least at first. And there weren't, as far as I know. Definitely not the kind I've seen here.

[ His smile is sheepish. In a way, he's kind of lost, himself, with some details, given he wasn't born until 2000. He kind of... maybe took some things for granted, without even realizing it. ]

Which is part of why I think we should do this, in the first place. Since things don't match up, at all.

[ That's followed with a reassuring nod and smile. ]

So, yeah, let's just keep it simple and start with anything that doesn't look like it should be in a theater. And you're definitely always welcome to call out any questions, or ask me to come over to look at something with you.

[earietale]

I will, but don't worry. If there's one thing I think I'd know well, even in the future, it's what belongs in a theater.

[She doesn't say it like she's being cocky-more like she's a bit proud.]

So which side of the theater do you want? I'm fine with either.

[beguiledcard]

[ He chuckles softly. ]

I'll trust you with that, then.

[ After glancing away... ]

For now, I'll take that side. [ gesturing towards the screen ] And... maybe we can meet somewhere in the middle, somehow?

When you can please, Mods

[earietale]

[She gives him a small nod.]

Alright. I'll get to it then.

[And she goes to the other side of the room, attempting to search it meticulously even if there's not much too search. Hopefully she'll find something.]

[strangerpeople]

[Barbara will find something. You know the little closets where tapes are stored through this area?

One of them close to the screen decidedly does not have tapes in them.]

[earietale]

[That's...unusual. She'll search in there a bit more. If they don't have tapes, maybe they have something else?]

[strangerpeople]

[They do - they have darts.]

[earietale]

[what

Okay, like those small dart made for a dart board? Or large ones like lawn darts? Or some other third type?]

[strangerpeople]

[Definitely dart board darts. And there's a lot of them in here.]

[earietale]

Darts...weird.

[Is there a dart board? Or is it just random darts in this closet for no reason?]

[strangerpeople]

[There are bits of paper stuck on a few of the darts, so if there is one, it's going to be made of that.]

[earietale]

[Okay, what kind of paper? Normal printer paper that you'd find in the computer room or the glossy kind used for photos?]

[strangerpeople]

[Glossy. In fact there's color on the paper - dark brown.]

[earietale]

[Oh, interesting! Now, can she tell if it's part of a person? Like if it's someone's hair, or their clothes or their skin or something? Or is it too small?]

[strangerpeople]

[If she looks very, very closely at all the pieces with color paper stuck to them, it looks like it is a person's...something. It could be any of those three options, honestly.]

[earietale]

[Okay, so at least she can tell that it's a person. That's probably good to know.

Anything else in here to search or is that about it?]

[strangerpeople]

[Not in that cabinet, no.

Keep looking elsewhere?]

[earietale]

[Yeah, sure, why not

What else do ya got on this side of the theater?]

[strangerpeople]

[Mostly more tapes. Soon enough Barbara will end up where the screen is.

There's a small button beneath the screen itself.

Press it?]

[earietale]

[Curious. Why not.

Barbara presses the button.]

[strangerpeople]

[The screen starts to slowly move upwards with a whirring sound, and into the ceiling.

Hopefully you and Akira aren't startled by it??]

[earietale]

[Don't worry this girl is like the Queen of Not Screaming. She just gasps at this sight.

Question is, was there anything behind the screen?]

[strangerpeople]

[If by 'anything' you mean the hundred or so dart-maimed and ripped photos on the wall behind the that were hidden behind the screen, then yes. There are things. Lots of things.

Uh. Someone had a lot of time on their hands.]

[earietale]

[…wow]

Akira, are you seeing this?

[She's gonna try matching up these shreds of paper with one of these photos. Any matches?]