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

Dining room

[almightyconflagration]

[McBurn didn't actually bother with the letter after he took a look at it and couldn't read it, but as any living being needs to eat he does find his way to the dining room eventually.

He's got some questionable looking meat. Questionable in that it may not have even been cooked.]

No, but why would I want to?

[Someone very much dislikes reading.]

[carries_war]

[Urge...to nerd rant. But no, URTVs are professional, and he is conducting an experiment here.]

I think you should take a look at it again. You might find it interesting.

[almightyconflagration]

[Fine, he'll look, but he still hates reading.]

So? It's just boring words on a page.

[carries_war]

[His already unimpressed look manages to get even more unimpressed. We're reaching new heights of unimpressed here, McBurn. Feel proud.]

But it's words you can read, right?

[almightyconflagration]

[He'd be proud if that wasn't a normal sort of thing for him. Duvalie tends to be far louder with her new heights of unimpressed.]

Yeah, so?

[carries_war]

Look at it closely. Is this a language you should know?

[Considering it's a language from Rubedo's world...]

[almightyconflagration]

Nah, definitely not any sort of writing I've seen on Zemuria.

[carries_war]

You saw the letters I left around, right? Did they make any sense to you?

[almightyconflagration]

Didn't bother to read them.