WEEK 2

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[The new week comes.

Those who have eaten the offered food from the Stewards will find themselves much more refreshed and energetic. They will also find their need for food is practically nonexistent for the rest of the week. However, that may not be the only side effect of their sustenance they might find-nor will all of the side effects be pleasant.

There are no new floors to explore, though there is a bouncy castle in the arena now. (Thanks, Harriet.) There is also the possibility that there may be more to find on these floors-or maybe they are just going on a wild goose chase. Or maybe there is something to find, though those who look for answers may not like what they find.

And what of the number of Strangers left? The Stewards have already allowed a murderer to get away with their crime scot free, and no one else has uncovered the culprit. Who knows what else the Stewards might have up their sleeves?

There are fourteen strangers left.]

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Destruction, 58

[incendiarize]

[Arthur learned a long time ago, he just isn't good at putting together what's broken or mending what's hurt. That's why he's an Alchemist. Destruction and dramatics are his forte.

You know what his favorite kind is? Fire. And explosions. And fiery explosions.

Catch him grumbling about not having his formulas as he lugs wood out to the garden, or having too much fun using classic friction methods to get a bonfire going.]

[whiterosefoes]

[A bonfire is all well and good. It can even be the basis for a fine college social gathering. But he's here destroying stuff, so she might as well ask.]

Oho. Whatcha gonna burn?

[incendiarize]

I found some broken wood in the dining room. A few chairs ought to make a good-sized fire, right?

[How much wood do they even have? He's gonna find out.]

[whiterosefoes]

Depends on the wood, I suppose - but I don't see why not. I'll let you know if I've any left over from my own project.

[incendiarize]

If nothing else, it's a constructive way to wreck stuff. Who doesn't like a bonfire, right?

Wish we had stuff to roast...

[whiterosefoes]

True. Even what they gave us Saturday didn't seem like you could really cook it.

[But she's all for a place to dispose of their broken parts, so she'll start gathering up dead leaves as they talk. That should burn quickly enough.]

[incendiarize]

[Thanks, Harriet! The friction part of this takes time and concentration, so he might be here for a bit.]

I totally missed the meal... What'd they give you?

[whiterosefoes]

Er... well, we ate it, but we still don't know. Some kind of glowing orb. And I've felt full ever since, even though it's been days.

[it's kind of impressive how satisfying it managed to be when it looked like THAT.]

[incendiarize]

Seriously?! It was really enough to last this long?!

Aw man.... I wish I'd tried it. [And not just because he's starving.]