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

[poorlovefool]

It was... elegant, I guess. A queen bee. Made of gold, too... I'm sure it was pretty expensive.

[He doesn't need stuff like that, of course! Mira is the queen of his world and worth a lot more than gold! But the cash from selling it wouldn't hurt.]

You can see for yourself if you'd like. [He's not gonna be that good figuring it out on his own, he knows.]

[socialhacktivist]

A queen bee... Yeah, I'll check it out.

[At least, once she's had some time to think this through. Futaba gives it some thought, but--]

It doesn't feel like they're related, you know? I mean, the only thing bees and stars have in common are that they're both in the air-- or at least can be.

Still... who do you think drew this?

[poorlovefool]

Not only drew it but tore it up in a bunch of pieces around the hallway. It must have been someone kind of crazy, right?

Maybe it was the skeleton, or that weird redhead kid.