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15strangers2019-07-22 09:04 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2019-07-22 09:04 am
WEEK 2
[It is again early morning when the train docks next. This time, however, the dock is not as busy. There are few trains to be seen, and even fewer people. Only a man stands at the dock, teeth sharp in his smile, scelera a deep gold as he stares beneath his fedora.
"Unexpected," he said with a smile. A two-dimensional dog with the head of a scribbled black cloud hops by, ignoring him. "But not unwanted. Do make yourselves comfortable."
This new place is known as Victoria's Chasm, named after an Empress. No, not that one. Her Thrice-Renewed Majesty is quite comfortable on her Throne, and rulled for much longer than 99 days, thank you very much.
In the distance, black begins to erupt like tendrils. Lightning flashes through the clouds. This is the land of monsters; tread carefully. And do not despair, whatever you do.
There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]
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[She wants to comment on a couple of things. That for someone who so values his time, he sure spends a lot of time wasting it; that it sounds like it might be a bit of a lonely existence... but, well.
She has a feeling she knows what the answer will be to both, so it's best not to waste his time further by asking.]
Well, in that case. It does rather sound like you're done with me, for the time being, so I'll take my hint and leave you be.