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15strangers2018-07-21 09:35 pm
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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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[He just has this creepy fixed grin on his face now. He hit a nerve. This either frightened or hurt her. He knows he shouldn't revel in this, that is monstrous, but at the same time, after all she's put everything through in not even two weeks....]
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THIS IS AKIRA WITH A HAND CLAMPED OVER HIS MOUTH, SHOULDERS SHAKING AS HE TRIES TO SUPPRESS THE LAUGHTER... ]
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[Well, HE THINKS YOU DID GREAT. Now he knows the book defacer wasn't Marie... he'd had a hunch that the notes were too smart for her.]
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[sure hope he's willing to share those with everyone else...]
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AAAAAARRRGH I CAN'T BELIEVE I ATE THAT--I WISH I'D KNOWN!!! I OUGHT TO WHIP YOU RIGHT NOW!!!!
[Are your ears ringing yet?]
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[By rights they should be, but he's... not in his right mind, now, and can't quite notice. This is the kind of rage that burns like Centralia, not an oil well. After hearing Barbara's story, and Nagisa's, and after that motive, he loathes this woman more than he can say.]
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[With a screech, she proceeds to stomp out of the room.
You can probably take that as a yes.]
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SHUT UP!!!!!
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[Yeah, shouting doesn't bother her.]
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And she's definitely smiling at that childish tantrum.]