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

[goodnightbats]

[Harley comes out of her room in the morning still pulling one pigtail tight, not initially paying attention, but the traps are obvious enough that she notices before long, and then stops a long moment, staring as she slowly finishes tightening her hair.

A few moments later she walks to the side and around the bear traps to completely bypass them, and comes right over to Papyrus.]

Is this supposed to be some kind of trap? Because I'll be honest, it's pretty unimpressive.

[defriendestration]

ACK!!

NO NO NO, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TRY AND SOLVE IT, NOT JUST GO AROUND IT!! HOW ARE WE GOING TO SHOW THE NOT SANS THEY'RE DOING IT WRONG IF WE CAN'T DO SOMETHING THIS SIMPLE??

[goodnightbats]

You're stuck on this Sans guy, huh? Besides, what do you care? You wrapped all the traps up anyway, it's not like they can do anything even if someone didn't walk around.

[defriendestration]

BUT THAT'S THE POINT, HUMAN! TO SHOW YOU DON'T HAVE TO GAIN EXP OR LOVE TO CAPTURE A HUMAN AND BRING THEM TO YOUR KING!

THERE'S A RIGHT WAY TO DO IT AND A WRONG WAY TO DO IT AFTER ALL AND THIS PLACE IS VERY VERY WRONG ON HOW YO DO IT!!

[goodnightbats]

Hang on. You've never loved someone?

[THAT IS SO SAD SHE IS SO SORRY]

[defriendestration]

EH!? OH, NO, NOT THAT LOVE! I MEAN LOVE.

LOVE AS IN THE ANAGRAM. LEVEL OF VIOLENCE. THAT'S WHAT THE LOVE I'M TALKING ABOUT STANDS FOR!

[goodnightbats]

Oh. That's an anagram?

[NEWS TO HER]

[defriendestration]

YEAH! I THOUGHT EVERYONE KNEW THAT!

[goodnightbats]

All right, well what's the problem?

[defriendestration]

THAT'S EASY! WHY WOULD WE WANT LOVE IN THIS PLACE? IT WOULD JUST MAKE THINGS WORSE!

[goodnightbats]

Not if you got out because of it.

[defriendestration]

NYEH-HEH-HEH!

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[Is that a step back? No! Just...he needs more room to be standing! Yes, that's it.]