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15strangers2017-05-15 12:33 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2017-05-15 12:33 pm
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.]
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My name is Eric. [Don't call him that!]
Well then why don't you make it your concern, if you're supposed to talk to those bosses of yours for us.
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[Somehow hearing Eric instead of Glister sounds worse. Probably because there is just the teeeeeeeniest bit of wry sarcasm because, sure.
Being concerned will totally change hearts and minds.]
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Oh, I know those psychos aren't going to let anyone go soon. All I asked for was the answers to those questions. Is that really so hard?
[If it is then he thinks this guy... this thing? Shadow? is pretty bad at his job!!
The question of what he is does make him kind of nervous. He continues to keep a stiff upper lip.]
Anyway, why are you... [Eric waves his hand around.] Like that.
[He just gestured at all of him.]
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It is what I am most comfortable with, if you must know.
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[Eric has no impulse control, what if he tried to steal the beer.
Actually, he thinks better of that for now, because there's something else important that's been on his mind and even he can focus sometimes.]
... Okay, then here's another question. You - or your boss - did something to my memories right?
[They could have used the memory drugs in his bracelet, of course. He just needs to figure out why and how much he is missing.]
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[Its some good beer, too. They might actually go to one of the cabinets and get another bottle at some point. Depending. They'll see.]
I did nothing to your memories, but...
[They pause, their demeanor thoughtful for a moment, before it freezes. Hm. Hmm. Hmmmmmm...
They do eventually respond, somewhat hesitantly.]
...They might have, yes.
[They're...just going to down the rest of that drink of theirs now. Totally casually. And now worried at all.]
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... Lemme guess. You too?
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[They go to get another bottle from their cabinet.]
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Well, isn't that just so convenient.
[If he has amnesia, then that would explain why he doesn't know anything. But he could fake it.]
Do you have any idea why they'd want to erase both of our memories then? Or did you forget that too?
[He's starting to feel like he should grab one of those beers himself.]
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[Hey, Intercessor's got the good beer in their cabinet, too, but you gotta be nice to them.]
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What, were you just given a letter like the rest of us and that's it?
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More or less.