WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[Well. Good morning, Strangers. When you wake up, you will realize two things.

The first is that something has changed with your memories. One of them is different from when you recall it being before. Clearer, more coherent, more...correct, somehow.

Could it have been an effect of what happened with the trial? You don't know. What you do know is that the staircase outside of the bedrooms has also changed-the way is no longer blocked. There is a new floor above to explore, now.

What do you do, now? Will you eat anything that had been offered by the Stewards, if you'd managed to snag some of it during the trial? Will you continue to dive into the mystery of this place? And if you do-how much more will it cost you?

There is, unfortunately, only one way to find out.


There are twelve strangers in this place.]

((OoC: Please remember to do activity check!))

Comments

cw mild...sexism....

[15unknowns]

[The younger steward squints at her like. Come on, really? It's not like they were hiding it.]

See, witchtits, this is why I called you slow.

[hexposition]

[Okay, well, it's not like you GAVE THEM A CALENDAR, but, you know.

There is a lovely little show that goes on with Emma's face, anyway. First shock, then mortification, then just generally looking kind of hurt and shy as she crosses her arms over her chest.

And, you know. Stop calling her a witch in public she's only told like 2.5 people that]

[15unknowns]

I believe you will find that our rules do prohibit such things, my dear.

[icanhearscreams]

Don't fucking insult her, you piece of garbage.

[15unknowns]

Or what? You wanna fuckin' go, shorty?

[He grins wide, showing all of his sharp teeth]

[icanhearscreams]

I do, but I'm not an idiot who'll break one of the rules without thinking that there's going to be a consequence.

[15unknowns]

Oh, but fighting us ain't against the rules, is it? It's just our favorite way to grant your fuckin' death wishes, but if I'm dead, that old fart will celebrate.

If you want to be smart though, you should just pick a side. Who knows? If your side wins, I might show you something nice.

IF it's for beer!

[silvertongueheir]

[He'll leave those other two spells for later, perhaps, but he'll return to the library now to see if he can find another other magic scrolls.]

[icanhearscreams]

Nakama was good at it. She made this uniform. She made one for all of us.

[notadinosnack]

I think we're out of luck no matter which we pick and it should come down more to a matter of which one is less dangerous to anger.

(frozen comment) VOTE HERE

[strangerpeople]

[whiterosefoes]

Mmm... but Franciscus does have a point. Won't they both be less angry if we split the votes?

...They might be miffed if it's a dead tie, though.

[notadinosnack]

I could do it without a machine if we have the materials.

[Well, someone had to make clothes for his daughter.]

[yonosoymaria]

They do seem to only have red, that's true. It's a pity, a good verdejo that's had a few years to sit and rest is delicious, I think you might enjoy -

[He clears his throat, cutting himself short, and settles on a high-society snob's mask of boredom rather than letting any kind of true feeling onto his face.]

My mind wanders, forgive me... brewing was also, traditionally, a women's profession. How better to honor one's lady than to raise something men didn't create in a toast?

[notadinosnack]

He has a point, but those who destroyed things had nothing happen to them. So we could either split the votes or we could vote in a way to please the younger one since the elder appears more willing to accept defeat.

[yonosoymaria]

[The thumbs-up gesture from across the room could be "Well done on not letting him goad you into a fight", or a historically inaccurate "FINISH HIM" alá Rome. It's a bit unclear, under the circumstances... and under the reckless wild look in Eric's eyes, which could also be fierce pride.]

[icanhearscreams]

... Yeah. Every time I fired a shot... I eventually started ignoring the screaming. I stopped counting the number of shots... I think I got to about six billion before I found the right person.

[hexposition]

...Don't.

[Emma's quiet.]

Thank you, but... it's fine. They're just words. Don't get yourself in trouble for my sake.

[whiterosefoes]

Well, there's no reason we couldn't deliberately give the edge to team beer, just in case.

[notadinosnack]

So you're thinking have seven vote for beer and five for wine?

[icanhearscreams]

[He looks over at her, and then glances down before stepping back to try to find a space to calm down.]

[15unknowns]

[butting in]

Oi! You think I want your hollow victory? Your fuckin' pity? Just vote for the best one! It ain't hard, sheesh!

[he then turns to go as soon as he came to go and will smith hands at krone and eric down there]

[whiterosefoes]

[well that happened.]

.........Anyway, yes, that is exactly what I meant.

[icanhearscreams]

It'd be funny, though.

[No one asked you, Jun.]

[whiterosefoes]

[well spite is one of her favored vices so she won't argue]

I suppose if nothing else it would show that we can't be divided so easily as them.