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

[defriendestration]

[!!! She...she's doing it!!]

NYEH-HEH-HEH!

HUMAN! IT APPEARS YOU HAVE CONQUERED MY CLEVERLY-CRAFTED PUZZLE!! YOU MAY NOW PROCEED TO...WHEREVER YOU WERE PLANNING ON GOING!

[zephyranthe]

Woo hoo. [She is so excited, don't you see, Papyrus?]

Are gonna stay here all day? [Is she going to be greeted with bear traps until curfew...?]

[defriendestration]

WELL! SINCE YOU SOLVED MY PUZZLE, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL DISMANTLE MY PUZZLE AND PREPARE FOR THE NEXT ONE!

[zephyranthe]

[Oh. That was actually easier than expected. So all this means is that someone has to solve the puzzles before he moves all this crap out of the way?

...

aw shit]

You should prepare the next one in your room. You can invite people over while you're at it.

[defriendestration]

I PLAN ON IT, OF COURSE! I'VE BEEN USING THAT PIECE OF PAPER TO MAKE MY PUZZLES.



BUT NO WORRIES! WHEN I AM FINISHED YOU WILL KNOW, HUMAN!

[zephyranthe]

That letter we got?

[Don't tell her he wrote all his blueprints on that thing. Maybe she should steal it for the sake of her sleeping schedule... sigh.]

Great. Don't rush it.

[defriendestration]

OF COURSE! I'VE BEEN WORKING ON MY PUZZLES SINCE WE GOT HERE!

AND OF COURSE! YOU CAN'T RUSH PERFECTION! NYEH-HEH-HEH!

[zephyranthe]

[What unholy horrors will he unleash upon the poor citizens of this dank catacomb?! Maybe she can... get a heads up if she asks.]

...Can I see?