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[strangerpeople]

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[The blight would not stop.

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.


-

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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[beguiledcard]

[ He manages a small smile. ]

It looks like it. [ a beat ] Brothers?

[relieable]

Yeah!

[his thumb brushes over the photo somewhat tenderly]

We're, uh. Sextuplets.

[beguiledcard]

[ He's lifting his eyebrows. ]

Big family... Must be nice. [ said quietly ] I'm an only child, myself, and always wanted a sibling.

[relieable]

[after staring a moment longer, he drops his hands, but still holds onto the frame]

Siblings can be a blast, especially when you're younger! But it can also be a lot of work, too. Sometimes, I've wondered what it would be like to be an only child.

[beguiledcard]

[ He's quiet for a moment... ]

... It's a lot of pressure, in my case. [ then, a little quickly: ] But, maybe it's just a case of that one saying about grass seeming greener on the other side.

[relieable]

Yeah, maybe you're right. I know I used to get mad a lot 'cause it would get noisy, or hectic. When I was a kid, mom and dad bought everything for us in bulk, so our clothes always matched. It was embarrassing!

[he looks happy, though]