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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Comments

[backuphero]

Thanks.

[He manages to sit silent for a few minutes, then slowly stretches out until he's balanced in such a way that only his upturned face is outside of the water. Sure, it's a sulfur spring... somehow... and it ain't the most pleasant smell, but that's familiar too.]

Look, about the other night...

[It's easier to think about that than to let any older memories take hold of him. It didn't matter that they'd gone places like this, his father still died, no cure, no matter how crazy, had worked....]

[mementodagger]

Forget it. It's in the past. You know how I think, I know how you think, even if neither of us understand why things are the way they are. Some things need to remain personal.

[That's been his intention, but somehow people worm their way in. Nagisa, Akira, Jonathan (somehow, and it's mildly frustrating how hard the blond tries), and....

The gap in his memory yawns wide and dark, vague misty visions of a face too distorted to recognize, echoes of a voice he can't place.]

You don't need to give anyone a way to strike at your heart. They'll only betray you in the end if you give them that sort of power.

[backuphero]

You know, I've got every reason to believe that, believe it or not. Even your own family can just... rip you to shreds and you won't know why. They'll tell you that you're why they keep fighting, but then won't teach you what you'll need to do once you have to fight for yourself. And then one day he'll just be... gone, and all you've got left is how damn much you hate him for it.

[His body's comfortable but his heart is a mess. This had been a bad idea. Granted, he didn't know it was going to be a mineral bath like this when he went in, or that of all things, this would bring up old memories, but....]

I don't want that to be all that's inside me. I don't want anybody to have to live like that. That's why....