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

[almightyconflagration]

[So since room 4 is McBurn's obviously he gets dibs on anything inside. So anything off about his room? Well, besides who resides in it, of course.]

[strangerpeople]

[That all depends...does the large pool of blood near the bed count?

Also there looks to be a couple of papers that kind of sucked up some of the liquid. Wanna touch those?]

[almightyconflagration]

[Well, considdering McBurn is totally a guy who gives no shits about blood and gives more shits about the potential of someone being in his room and he didn't notice a presence, yeah. So he'll pick them up and see what is on them beside well, blood. And he'll even make some effort to not destroy them in the process, quite amazing considering this is Mr. Lazy Bum here.]

[strangerpeople]

[#Priorities

Well, the first one actually is a drawing! But it does look like a child did it considering how poor it looks. However, he will be able to make out three people there hanging from what looks like swings. Nothing really special but if he can tell, it's actually trapezes.]

[almightyconflagration]

[Hey, he's the type who has created a few corpses in his lifetime, a bit of blood isn't going to bother him as much as the potential of becoming one.

So what about the other papers?]

[strangerpeople]

[Congratulations! You get another doodle! But this time it's a cute baby animal, or specfically a seal making cute noises. If paper can actually speak.

And look! There's a name right beside it: 'Jonathan']

[almightyconflagration]

[Now that's just gross. McBurn so doesn't give a damn about cute baby animals. Any other doodles or papers he should be aware of?]

[strangerpeople]

[Nope! You found them all! But you may wanna try cleaning up that blood. It kinda reeks.]

[almightyconflagration]

[Yeah, he'll get to that. From the look and smell, can he get any idea about how long its been there? And is there any other evidence of someone actually intruding upon his room?]

[strangerpeople]

[That blood's been there for about several hours. Its mostly dry but still blood. As for intruders, there's no sign of breaking in.]

[almightyconflagration]

[He'll take one last look around. Is there anything else there that wouldn't have been there when he went to sleep?]

[strangerpeople]

[Nah, you found everything. Good to go.]

[almightyconflagration]

[For now he's going to shove the papers into a pocket in his coat and head outside then. Hopefully there's not like a trail of blood or a bunch of people at the door.]

[socialhacktivist]

[Well Futaba's still hanging around after collecting the pieces of paper that were torn up all over the hallway.

Looks like she's holding a picture too-- this one has stars on it apparently. She's tense enough that another person showing up puts her on edge a little.]

...h-hey.

[almightyconflagration]

[And of course McBurn very much doesn't want to get into the fact that there is blood in his room since that would look rather suspicious at best. But he certainly can pick up on her being tense and wonder if something else happened. Did that loud idiot stir up some trouble again or something? But then a skeleton wouldn't have bled everywhere so it's probably someone else.]

Sheesh, you don't need to freak out.

[socialhacktivist]

I'm not freaking out-- [...okay, maybe a little bit. Still...] But something's definitely not right here and then I found this torn up picture and...

[Futaba takes a deep breath. Okay, maybe he's right. She needs to calm down a little. There's no guarantee anyone's in real danger. Except for the fact that they still haven't found any sign of the culprit, much less an explanation for the weird stuff happening.]

[almightyconflagration]

[If anything, he's the one with room to freak out since someone found a way into his room while he was sleeping and bled there and on top of that, didn't leave a trail in or out.]

Whatever. If no one's dead, then I'd like to go to the kitchen and get something to drink.

[More like find something to deal with the blood and figure out how he is to explain the blood on the pictures he found without people thinking he attacked the intruder. Until then, they are staying in his pocket.]

[socialhacktivist]

What the heck? Aren't you worried at all?! Someone could really be dead you know...

[Just how detached does he feel from this whole situation? They were all in danger, and it's starting to show with no subtlety whatsoever.]

[almightyconflagration]

And if someone is, well you saw the rules and it's likely to be tedious and I'd rather not deal with that on an empty stomach.

[He gives a yawn to accentuate how tedious an Inquisition is likely to be to him.]

[pursuitofbeauty]

So there's someone Yusuke hasn't met. That's... a very striking-looking man, his hair reminds Yusuke of the colors in some of Monet's art, or perhaps brighter versions of the hues common to the modern artist Kinkade....

Yes, he's openly staring at Mr. Lazy and Colorful.

"How lovely... tell me, how did you get it those colors?"

[almightyconflagration]

That sort of question actually throws McBurn off. He's a bit on edge trying to avoid anyone finding out about the blood in his room and thinking he attacked whatever intruder there was. Still, he's good enough to keep his tone even and bored sounding enough.

"Was born that way."

[pursuitofbeauty]

Yusuke's own hair is a sort of indigo-black, but clearly what's growing out of McBurn's scalp isn't like anything he's seen back home, at least not without careful application of some pretty bright dyes.

"Truly? The world you come from must be a wonderful sight if people born there look as you do."

No, he's really not flirting, just completely and absolutely caught up in aesthetic bliss. He doesn't even think, his lack of social skills getting the better of him as he steps closer and reaches out to touch one of McBurn's candy-colored locks.

[almightyconflagration]

It isn't as if McBurn would know what flirting was if it came up and slapped him in the face. Of course that doesn't mean he's going to be okay with some stranger getting too close to him. He's going to be stepping backwards.

"Uh, well it's not exactly normal there either. Comes from being an unnatural freak of nature."

It's probably a harsh way to think of himself, but it's not an untrue one. Being mixed is being a freak and he's got way more unnatural parts than most mixed do.

[pursuitofbeauty]

At least Yusuke doesn't press his luck by approaching when McBurn retreats. He drops his hand to his side, aware that he's made a bit of a faux pas. Social cues are so difficult.

The man's comment makes him raise an eyebrow, his mistake momentarily forgotten. "A freak of nature...? If I might ask, just what do you mean by that?"

[almightyconflagration]

It is good that Yusuke doesn't press his luck because while some may be fine with touching, McBurn is definitely not one of those people.

"I mean what I said. Parts of me are unnatural and one of those apparently causes two hair colors which is far from normal."