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

[fashionfever]

You're sure that's a good idea?

[It's the first thing that comes out of her mouth in a kind of "I don't want to be doing what I'm doing either" situation where she already knows it's not the thing to say. She doesn't oppose C's freedom of expression - far from it. She just knows that C has clearly been misunderstood a lot in his time and - oh, whatever, she's not his mom, this is way out of her paygrade. She pushes forward the selection of dresses.]

Here's what I've got so far. If you want something really different for yourself there'll be a longer turnaround when I come up with a whole new design.

[losergod]

Actually--

[ He pulls out a folded up piece of paper from his pocket. There's a rough sketch for a dress (something like that), colored with whites and yellows. ]

I had something in mind. If it bothers you too much, I'd understand, I was just wondering, since you're so skilled, if you'd be able to do it or not. If you're uncomfortable with it because of the body I'm currently in... I could ask for a suit instead.

[fashionfever]

No, it's, it's not like that, my suits are even worse—

[That really puts everything in perspective. Is a high school boy wearing a three-piece suit into class really less maladjusted than the counterpart wearing a gown? She uncreases the paper and then recreases her forehead, one of the very few times she looks to be deep in analytical thought.]

C, I like your taste, but patterns and ruffles like this are a lot better suited to mass production... can you tell me more about what your goals are for this piece?

[losergod]

[ He laughs, a bit nervous. ]

I just wanted something less sleek. I guess traditional or oldschool might be the word when it comes to dresses.

[ In other words, the kind of dress you'd see on a super cute girl? Yeah. ]

Simpler is fine. I... can probably come up with something easier. Hang on.

[ And then he'll grab some paper and draw something simpler, like this. ]

[fashionfever]

[She twirls her long hair around her finger as she sits there waiting. Oh god this is that listening to what the customer needs stuff Sebastian always goes on about and that she doesn't get. If only she had some episodic experiences with colorful customers. Perhaps that she'd forgotten or something. Well, too bad.

The picture seems to calm her nerves immensely, and she grabs it with both hands.] Oh, I love this kind of thing! The dolled up ingenue who didn't mean to end up in Vegas, right?

[losergod]

[ He lets out a sigh of relief. ]

Yes, like that.

[ Uh... he thinks. She's probably using lingo he barely gets, honestly. But he THINKS he gets it. ]

Normally I'd only do this sort of thing if I was in a different body, but I'm starting to miss being able to choose whatever I want whenever I want.

[fashionfever]

[NOT SURE IF SHE SHOULD ENCOURAGE HIS BODY CHANGING ASSUMPTIONS SO:]

Hey, we need as much freedom as we can get when we're stuck in here. I'm sure that's what Aki—

[losergod]

[ For fuck's sake it's not an assumption why are you people like this. Maybe he should change his name to Cassandra, since nobody believes him.

He's going to give her a Look, though. 'Cause bringing up Akira is painful. ]

[fashionfever]

[WELL EVEN IF WAS TRUE AND SIMPLY IS NO LONGER TRUE, FIXATING ON WHAT HE CAN'T CHANGE JUST YET ISN'T HEALTHY!!!]

...can you think of one person here who would actually get mad at you

[losergod]

... I... don't know. But it's never too late for people to change their minds.

[ An earnest answer from someone who has experienced a lot of bullying. ]