WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[Awaken.

Fifteen strangers have been gathered to the Depths.

When the strangers awaken, they will feel nauseous in their stomachs. No doubt confused. Maybe a little sick, Perhaps, even terrified. And certainly, there is a good reason for it - they are not where they were before. If they had powers back where they came from, they seem to be all gone. And it appears that someone has left...guidelines for them. All of them addressed to a specific Title.

Their Title. Somehow, each person knows, upon seeing this, this is their Title, even if it seems to make no sense whatsoever. And its clear that whoever wrote these things knew it as well. Who was it?

Its uncertain. So far, there seems to be no one else save for them, and those who dare to venture out of their rooms - save, for some reason, the individuals in rooms 1, 8 and 7 - in this hot and stuffy place. No...'intercessor' to be seen yet, certainly. No outward signs that there's anyone else aside from the people with 'Titles'.


So, Titled: welcome.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

hallway

[goodnightbats]

[THAT'S AN UNEXPECTED QUESTION]

The what?

I mean, I don't think so. Where is it, exactly?

[carries_war]

It's on Planet Zavarov. You'd know it if you were there, it was full of URTVs, like me.

[goodnightbats]

[U M]

Not sure where that is, kid, but I've never heard of any of those things, so I wouldn't think it's here.

[carries_war]

It's definitely not here. Unless this is one of the areas only the scientists are allowed to go to, but I don't know why an area like that would look like this. And I can't sense the other units, so that has to mean someone attacked the Institute and killed them.

[...He's still pointing that hand at her, sort of like someone would train a gun on someone they didn't trust. He also sounds angry, which...is a little at odds with his continued lineface.]

[goodnightbats]

I'm starting to get the feeling that everyone here is nuttier than I am.

[Well that hand is still there and so... Harley is going to attempt to shake it.]

Harley Quinn, how d'ya do?

[carries_war]

[He starts at that, and it almost seems like it takes him a moment to remember what a handshake is. But...she doesn't seem to be an enemy, so he'll go along with it for politeness' sake.]

I'm...URTV Unit #666.

[goodnightbats]

You got a name that's less of a mouthful?

[carries_war]

The scientists usually just call me #666...but my brothers also call me Rubedo.