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15strangers2020-02-01 11:51 pm
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The world's leading experts have been trying to find a cure, to no avail. Th blight keeps changing, keeps foiling all attempts at being fully understood. It's almost sentient, or at least more sentient than any disease that's been encountered before. People fear the disease jumping from what's left of the grapes into other plants, into animals, or even humans.
You can only watch as entire economies and ecosystems collapse. You can only bury your head in your hands as your own business comes to its end. The destruction of the clusters of grapes has not simply destroyed the wine industry, either-other businesses are being destroyed by the plague. Food, transport, retail, nothing is untouched.
You look on your own vineyard, its yield almost entirely blackened and dead.
This can't keep going on.
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A week has passed since everyone's arrival. No one has died, yet. But surely no one is holding their breath to see if they would survive this unscathed. They are veterans of the game, and they must know that whoever it is that is in charge demands their pound of flesh. The question is when it will happen.
It is the second week, after all-and when the second week of the game comes, death is not far behind. Not even when you wake up, feeling something different in your mind as you remember the truths you originally woke up with, deep in your mind. You feel...lighter, somehow, when you realize there is a change.

Even so, there are 15 strangers left in this place.]
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Back on your own world?
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[And the less said about Pete, the better.]
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[ Even if he knew little, judging by the other's words, he could make at least this idle comment. ]
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So as long as your group doesn’t...I don’t know, plan to release some sort eldritch monster in an attempt to take control of the world or something? You’re probably fine.
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Yeah, think I'm good. [ ... ] See ya.
[ Because McBurn's going to decide it's a good time to walk off now. ]
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[Fine with him. He’ll just wave before going to mess with the Lite Brite some more.
He got one full conversation with McBurn in after getting put in two murdergames with the guy we should celebrate]