WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[As Marie said: so much for trust and resolve. Two people are dead, and there is very little anyone can do about it now, no matter how much they would have wanted to sacrifice themselves.

In particular, with Marie's words during the trial, it's clear that time is limited. Or is it? Marie is also capable of omitting the truth when it serves her needs, especially when it comes towards the Strangers and their still-missing memories. In any case, one can only hope they don't fall for her tricks again, even though getting away with murder would - apparently - save at least one life.

There is something else, as well. When everyone wakes up the morning, they will find that information on their wristwatches has been updated to reflect their new number - and something new about their powers. Not only that, but a new floor has opened up above Floor 1 for everyone to explore. Maybe more can be found on just what, exactly, is going on.

Is Marie telling the truth? Is the universe really ending? Or is it just another means of getting what she wants? Whatever is happening, people will need to be more careful around her - and one another. Who knows what Marie will offer next - or what your roommate or new friend is now capable of as a result. Especially since it's now known, thanks to Marie's actions during the trial, that everyone has definitely lost some memories. And unfortunately, no one seems to have regained any of them so far - or if anyone has, they haven't said a word.

If trust and resolve was ever needed, it feels like now is the time to try and find all that.

There are thirteen people in this place.]


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SUNDAY

[strangerpeople]

[theserpentsmiles]

[Nagisa is up early, or maybe he just didn't get to sleep.....either way he's done his exploring and can first be found in the kitchen (and then the mess hall) preparing breakfast for everyone here with some of the fresh food from upstairs. With his behavior....you'd think nothing had happened. And yes, he's cooking for everyone.]

Good morning!

[Later, he can be found in the probably-still-glittery theater. He's left a note at weapons storage saying he's borrowed a knife, and indeed he has; he's swinging it rhythmically and repetitively. Knife drills. Anyone who'd recognize them would be able to note his movements are professional and well-rehearsed. He's done this before.

Finally, he can later be seen working at the laser room...though for now he's just watching them closely. Studying them. Got to be something useful back there and....he bets he could do it.]

QUICK TIME GAME I GUESS WE COULD CALL IT THAT LET'S ADD SOME MUSIC

[strangerpeople]

[ARE YOU READY!!

FIRST LINE OF LASERS, GO!!!]

D100 = 7

[theserpentsmiles]

[We start out with poor timing and get hit smack in the chest don't we. Onward!]

[crouching_sin]

[Well he'd been exploring and hadn't gotten to look at the theater since the murder.]

[Instead of an empty room, what he finds is Nagisa, swinging around a knife. He lingers near the door, not wanting to get in his way. Once he's done with what looks like a set, Naoya speaks up.]

Full of surprises, aren't you?

[theserpentsmiles]

[oh, company. A short break is in order then. Nagisa smiles, more or less cheerful.]

I didn't think anyone would come here, all things considered.

[losergod]

[ Finally the God of fanfiction emerges from the art room and it's probably only because he realized he was hungry.

He's actually very happy to see real food in here. ]

Mister Shiota... so you were the one cooking. What is it you've made?

[theserpentsmiles]

Breakfast. I thought I'd start cooking for everyone - it's something I started doing at home after deciding to take my own autonomy back.

[It's just something small, but it's a reminder of something he can do. Another weapon in his arsenal.]

kitchen

[toushiro]

[ nagisa certainly looks like he's doing better. hitsugaya's never spoken to him, but after the trial and seeing him at the after "party"...it's surprising he looks so much better already.

hitsugaya nods to him in greeting. ]

Do you need any help with preparations?

[theserpentsmiles]

[Nagisa won't ever say anything, but he quietly appreciates not being the shortest guy here. It's....it's important to him. He can, however, sympathize - which is why he won't bring it up, at all, ever.]

That would be great. I've brought a few things down from the gardens, but I could only carry so much....

[vividsins]

[ New rooms means new inventory. So he's going to take stock of every room throughout the day. So basically if you wanna find him, he's somewhere on the new floor. Ana is not typing out him taking inventory of every room, okay?

The only time he takes a break is at the onsen where he bathes and the laser room. Because he's going to cheat the fuck out of said laser room with his power. ]

Laser room

[strangerpeople]

[As Baku does, he will notice this person just somersaulting through the air like he just don't care. Also, he has a laser mark on his face. He dun got lasered in the face.]

[stealsyourduelist]

[Rosenkreuz tentatively likes this floor more than the first, although there's still a bunch of nonsense.

Like the Garden. He gets the hydroponic wheels - they were detailed in the pages of one of the Book Killer's victims, but the bread plants are just. What. THIS WASN'T IN THERE, HE'S PRETTY SURE. He stares up at them, slowly unsheathing his sword. He really wonders if this is some kind of illusion. Should he cut one off...?

The Lab is another point of interest, and one that he's quite interested in. He'll bring in some medical/science textbooks from the library in here to try and cross reference the things he sees, and maybe even do a bit of dabbling. He has a feeling this is where he'll wind up hanging out most of the time, but given the contents of all the library notes, he's also going to be looking around in here to see if there are any more traces of the Book Killer.

Not much else interests him overtly, although he makes a mental note that the onsen will be a good place to start taking care of hygiene. Once he's done scoping out that place, he'll go down to the Weapons Room to practice with his sword. Though, it turns into him training dexterity with his extra arms too... trying to grow them as fast as possible, pass small objects (like sheathed knives) between them quickly, and so on. Which means... there's gonna be a big pile of body parts on the ground by the time he's done. That's kinda gross... Maybe he should have put a warning sign on the door or something.]

Lab

[strangerpeople]

[There is. Seriously, some of the stuff here is incredibly advanced, especially for Seto in regards to his time.

There're also a few notebooks here, along with a computer station.]

[stealsyourduelist]

[Good enough time as any to make himself git gud at computers, but he'll at least start with the notebooks... what're they like?]

[losergod]

[ C is going to head into the onsen first things first because he wants bath and this is as close to one as he's going to get. Let's hope nobody else ruins it for him.

After that, he's going to the art room where he can... actually probably be found pretty much for a large duration of the day, taking stock of what they've got and marveling over art supplies. He can eventually be found here, you guessed it, drawing. Of course he's drawing. This time, though, he draws a couple things. One of them is probably familiar. The other, probably not so much to most people. In fact, there's a lot of drawings of those two. ]

Art Room

[strangerpeople]

[Hey, C!

So while you're going around getting art supplies, you might notice a piece of art hanging on the wall. Care to check it out?]

1/2, because... well, see next/nested comment's subject

[backuphero]

[Jonathan was doing great up until he decided to try out the new floor, really. Something in the arcade caught his eye. If you're wondering why a tinny Classical concerto and some... really annoying sound effects seem to be coming from the same direction as a certain blond loudly complaining, well, he found something involving storming a castle and killing monsters. He's possibly even worse at that game than he is at the ones that earned him other people's property and the Evil Corn Of Doom, but he'll be spending some time trying to get through it, at least. It's obnoxious and distracting, and right now, he can appreciate that.

Mostly.]

Aw, come on, seriously? What is this, a plague of infinite rats?!

[Somehow, it's so much more annoying to fight monsters when you can't just... stab them.]

2/2, because CW: ALCOHOL AND BAD COPING SKILLS, and not everybody wants to tag that.

[backuphero]

[But eventually he leaves the arcade. After wandering for a bit...

He finds the bar after walking through that very salmon room, and, well... he was going to investigate more, but... he asked it for a gin and tonic, because frankly he doesn't know very much about alcohol, and... well, while you might get lucky and catch him while he's heading back in for another glass of what certainly smells like liquified evil pine tree (with lime!), after about three of those in the space of a few hours, he's going to be lazing in the den on his back on the floor next to the stream, idly trailing the fingers of one hand back and forth in it, one forearm resting over his eyes, glass forgotten next to him.]

It's... you get drunk, and it's supposed to make everything go away, right? So how come... aw, to hell with it. Somebody piss me off again, I don't like this....

[earietale]

[So, a new week, a new floor, and even improved powers!

All at the cost of two of their friends.

That's fine, this is all fine, everything is perfectly f i n e .

Barbara is going to look around the new floor for most of the day, but a good amount of that time will be spent in the den and the connected bar. And before you think anything suspicious is going on, she's actually just searching around. When she looked around the theater the first week, and that yielded some interesting things, so the next logical step is another lounge like place.

Later, after another round of games on the weird computers, she's in the mess hall with some new stuff. She's actually wearing the waitress outfit, and letting the crutch lie across her lap. She's mainly just staring at it instead of her other things. She says something, barely above a whisper.]

Rick, what happened that night?

Den/Bar

[strangerpeople]

[Since they do connect.

In regards to the den, there's nothing of significant interest in here - save that the person who designed this has...very...uh, vivid tastes? Yeah. We'll go with that. Salmon is a nice color, after all, right? In the right circumstances it's very lovely!

Granted, whether these are the right circumstances is debatable, but...!]

[crouching_sin]

[It... takes Naoya a bit to get going. He's easily found in the arcade for a while, flitting from game to game and beating high scores as he goes. It's not hard for him, so after a while he moves onto some more serious matters.]

[He's determined to check the lab, to take inventory of the chemicals there and anything else that might be useful and/or dangerous. Literally taking inventory. He's got paper and everything.]

[After that, he can be found in the art room for a while, working on a simple set of clothes for himself. The stitching he's doing is actually pretty impressive, and he's working with a speed that might surprise someone. He clearly knows what he's doing.]

[Finally, later in the day, he can be found in the den, looking more and more angry at a bottle of some kind of extremely potent-smelling alcohol until he finally just pulls his legs up and glares at it.]

Lab

[strangerpeople]

[There's lots of chemicals here. Any in particular you want to check out, or just looking to peruse?]

den - cw: underage drunk

[backuphero]

[Well. There's a Naoya. Hi, Naoya... though he probably can't see someone waving at him from the floor, can he. That's a problem.

Rather than stand and walk, like a normal, sober, not still reeling from earlier revelations person would, Jonathan is just going to roll over from the stream to that... jeezus, what do you call this furniture, a divan? a couch? a questionable interior design choice, we'll go with that. He is as a tumbleweed in the wind... a tumbleweed with inconvenient, tangle-y limbs. At least the carpet's soft.

Once he's reached his destination, he stays on the floor, props his chin up on his hands, and looks from Naoya to the bottle, and from the bottle to Naoya. He repeats that a few times more.]

I don't think it's going to explode just from looking at it. Unless I got your power way wrong.

Backtags the art room

[vividsins]

Computer programming and sewing and numerous other talents? My, my. Quite the impressive man.

[ He'd come here to make his own extra outfits since he's got his outfit now and he can sew. ]