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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[backuphero]

[He puts his hands around the cup, very deliberately placing one over Akira's before he can pull back. He hasn't seen people go still like that before. The way he just froze, and withdrew... it's not like he can grab him by the shoulders and demand to know what that meant, he knows, but for someone to just shut down....]

Hey, don't... I don't think that's the kind of thing you should try to rank. What was - where'd you go just now? You looked like you were... well, in another world, almost....

tw: outright suicide mention

[beguiledcard]

[ There's a soft blink as he feels Jonathan's hand, and he's briefly looking at him as though he's just...

... Maybe a little surprised he's there?

A few more blinks and it should be clear he's finally realizing what even happened here. ]

It was- [ gently, wryly smiling ] ... Sometimes-

[ Deep breath... calm down... ]

Sometimes, I get stuck in those trials, as though they're happening all over again. I lose track of time or forget what I was doing, altogether. Well...

[ There's the hint of something bitter surfacing. ]

It's really only one trial, since... I can only remember one, clearly. The trial that ended with the person I love-... [ ........... ] -dying.

[ He's tense now. ]

Voting wrong in the mall meant everyone but the true culprit dying. And, because he was the one who'd wound up killing in an attempt to save his mother and friends... [ unsteady breath ] ... I chose to fight it, because three weeks had been more than enough anyway. [ gritting his teeth, briefly ] And everyone just... followed along, just as prepared to die. So Kurama... he...

[ He doesn't seem to notice his hands are trembling. ]

... chose to take his own life, to keep us alive.