WEEK 2

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[A week has passed. There's been no body, no investigation, no trial. No deaths. Congratulations!

Now the question is, will it last? At the moment, the Commander seems content with forcing people to do petty and mean-spirited errands in return for a mere shower. On the one hand, it's just for showers. On the other hand, what if the demands start to get more extreme? Would caving in encourage her? Is anyone willing to try and find out?

Honesty, with all the strange dates and information floating around from what's been uncovered, the only one in this place who's probably not worried as the time slips into its next movement is Sir Riprazor McRockfang. That's right, he's a sir. A grumpy sir, yes, but still a sir. No one's going to mess with him, regardless of what his true origins may be. And if they do, beware - he bites. Omnom. Good luck, everyone.


There are fifteen strangers - and one alligator - in this place.]

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Comments

[illusionarymelody]

Well, I will definitely thank you for it.

[Vita is looking around to see if there is anything else that could be added for more color.]

[leftthelighton]

Perhaps we ought to add something orange? Complimentary colors and such.

[ Passepartout knows artistic things! ]

[illusionarymelody]

Maybe some oranges? They also are quite tasty too so all of this must end up tasting delicious together.

[No, it doesn't work that way Vita.]

[leftthelighton]

Grand idea! I think we can only find dried oranges, but that will have to be good enough.

[1/2]

[commandurr]

OOOOH? WHAT ARE YOU MAKING?

[2/2]

[commandurr]

...WHAT ARE YOU MAKING??

[illusionarymelody]

[Vita is grabbing some dried oranges when Marie comes up.]

Something delicious!

[leftthelighton]

Something truly delicious! Would you like to sample now, Commander?

[illusionarymelody]

I think it's nearly ready, don't you?

[1/?]

[commandurr]

[commandurr]

end

[commandurr]

WHY, I'D LOVE TO, BUT...SHOULDN'T ANY GOOD CHEF TRY IT FIRST TO MAKE SURE IT TASTES LIKE IT SHOULD!

[leftthelighton]

Ah?

[ Passepartout looks down at it and realizes that it may smell off. ]

Are you sure that is a rule?

[commandurr]

I CAN MAKE IT ONE IF YOU'RE THAT CONCERNED!!

[illusionarymelody]

But why should we take away from your potential pleasure? I'd hate to even take one delicious bite from you.

[commandurr]

. . .

FINE!! ARE YOU REALLY FINISHED??

[leftthelighton]

Almost....

[ He puts in just a smidge of pepper. ]

Yes! Now we are!

[ He smiles brightly, because he is truly proud. ]

[commandurr]

.....................

[V e r y slowly takes a...spoon...and gets a...spoonful out.

Time to taste it..]

.......................................................

[leftthelighton]

Is it good?

[ Such an eager beaver. ]

[illusionarymelody]

[Vita is also looking on with a hopeful look.]

[commandurr]

. . . . . . .

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!!! BLLLLEEEEEGGGGHKKKKKKK--

[SPITTING IT OUT NAO KTHX]