WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[It has begun. With the death of the Spinner and the execution of the Indulgent, they remaining Titled will be plagued once more by vivid dreams. And just as last week, they are awoken by the sounds of doors creaking open.

Just like last week. But no one had died last week. Right? No one had been subjected to that...thing.

And yet the strange, cold feeling of foreboding remains. And it is certainly most worrisome to those living in rooms 3, 4, 6, and 15. Those who pass by room 7 and 8 will feel that same, worrisome feeling of foreboding as well.

What will they wake up to find? Who knows, now. If dragons are real, anything is possible.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.]

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MONDAY

[strangerpeople]

[zephyranthe]

Dining Room

[In the morning, Fie's decked out in a school uniform and messing with what appears to be an ice cream maker. She clearly has no idea what in fresh hell this device does and is honestly just fiddling with the buttons and settings and shit?? There's also a stack of books beside her.

Oh yeah. She's also wearing the phoenix headdress. That's a thing too.]


Hallways

[After her busy(?) morning, Fie seems to be squinting really hard at the mural that Yusuke painted and she seems to have brought along a couple of botany books with her as well (possibly from the batch she messed up yesterday). If you pass by, she'll point at a flower and--]

Do you know what this one is?

[Because she sure as hell doesn't know.]

ICE CREAM

[socialhacktivist]

[Someone knows exactly what that is and is honestly pretty excited. She missed different kinds of foods and ice cream is an important comfort food.]

Woah! Where did you get that?!

[zephyranthe]

Some weird guy came and stole my coins. Then he left some stuff in my room.

[No Fie, that's called capitalism-- actually she's just not happy with some of the shit he dumped on her, like a mystery syringe and books.]

You know how to use it?

hallways

[bythewaves]

[ He pauses and looks at it thoughtfully ]

I am not sure, but I think it looks like a Lyre Flower. I have not seen one of those in a long time.

[zephyranthe]

[Thank Aidios Maglor is here?! Because despite being in the gardening club, she's never really had the chance to deal with some of the more exotic looking flowers on the mural. But she'll flip through the book to look up the plant.]

Lyre flower... got it. Did you see any of these growing here?

[She figures he would know, considering how much time he seems to spend in the conservatex.]

[carries_war]

[The ice cream maker is curious, but what really catches his attention is those books. They look a lot older than anything he's seen in the study or library, and the language they're written in...]

Hey, those are in Federation Standard! Did you get them from that weird guy who shows up when you get the gold coins?

[zephyranthe]

Yup. He just dumped all this stuff on me. I want a refund.

[Seriously, who sticks a needle in that pile of shit, man. And hell if she knows what to do with these books... oh wait, he's a book nerd.]

You want 'em?

Dining room

[poorlovefool]

[Fie's not the only one with a new gadget. There's an espresso machine in Eric's arms, which he decided to bring with him to breakfast... he needed coffee and a good meal to chase those bizarre dreams away. His eyes light up in recognition at the ice cream maker though.]

Is that... [Yes, it is.] Fie, you've got it! The ice cream machine!

[His personal one that he hasn't used as much since he started actually working at an actual ice cream parlor. But it's a sight for sore eyes to see something from home that he recognizes.]

[zephyranthe]

[Oh hey, another kind of machine here? Actually, she might be able to recognize that one, even if Machias would start screaming at Eric if he was here.]

So that means we can make sorbet now, right?

[Although it cannot be lemon-flavored... this place, man. ]

Hallways

[defriendestration]

NOPE! I ONLY REALLY KNOW ABOUT GOLDEN FLOWERS AND ECHO FLOWERS.

[zephyranthe]

[Well... that's helpful. But she's never heard of either of those before.]

...Echo flowers?

[Golden flowers seem pretty self-explanatory, but why would someone name something after echoes?]

Some investigation

[kiddefender]

Conservatex
[Even with the clothier, she's going to wash her clothes. It might be easier just to pick new ones. But she likes the ones from back home.

So early in the morning she be found washing her clothes in the part of the creek where the water is running least. It's only rinsing them in the cool water and bundling them up so she can dry them in her room, but it's something right?]

Workshop
[New rooms mean new thing that definitely won't be used to kill anyone.

Which is why she's in here. Is there a complete set of blacksmith tools, including the hammer? And whats the sizes of the gems and ingots? Maybe she could learn to make jewelry like Lord Naofumi, then she could help more with earning money.]

[strangerpeople]

[There is! And the gems are large enough to make jewels, while the ingots are basically bars.]

[kiddefender]

[She is so sad that she doesn't know how to enchant items. Because these are some good materials. And she probably can't take them home either.

At least the skills will transfer over?]

Kitchen... (underage drinking ahead)

[socialhacktivist]

[Do you know who's behaved as she should until now? This girl.

Do you know who's laying sideways across the stone seats now, definitely not sober anymore? This girl.

If she has to go through this, she isn't holding back anymore. And you know what? This is nice. This is great. Sojiro would be so pissed and that's kind of funny right now. She can kind of imagine his face... It always kind of looks a little sour but his face always gets extra tense when she's really in trouble.]

It's fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine~

[Wow her voice is loud. For some reason that's hilarious right now.

...and she honestly didn't drink that much. But she's small so it didn't take much.]

I'm. I'm totally fine! I don't need Sojiro. Or mom... or Akira... or anyone. I can totally do this aaaaall by myself.

[...........................]

[strangerpeople]

Yeah! Absolutely! Getting drunk! I'll drink to that!

[And thus, the old man suddenly sitting across from Futaba does so!











wait what]

[socialhacktivist]

[Getting drunk with the old man yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!






...wait what???]

...huuuuuh? I haven't seen you before...

[She sure is squinting hard-- oh yeah, her glasses are on the table.]

Who are you anyway?

[For such a shock she's pretty calm about it right now though.]

[carries_war]

[Well, this is sure something to see on his way in to make lunch. Rubedo stops and looks at Futaba, one eyebrow raised.]

Futaba? Are you alright?

[socialhacktivist]

[First he's upside-down and then with a turn of her head he's... sideways. Eh. It's fine. She's all smiles right now.]

Oh yeah. I'm greaaaat! This stuff is waaaaay better than coffee.

[FUTABA YOU KNOW THAT'S BLASPHEMY girl stop.]

[bythewaves]

[ A gentle hand plucks the glass from her and puts water down instead ]

I think, milady, you've had enough. And you'll have a terrible headache if you don't have some water.

[almightyconflagration]

[Cafeteria]

[So he got a couple more coins and some stuff from that cloaked weirdo and one of them is rather creepy looking. So what does McBurn decide to do?

Post it up in the cafeteria to creep everyone out.

So there is now a creepy photo that has eyes that follow people on the wall now, hanging by some thread. Enjoy that. Or one could catch him in the act of putting it up there.]

[Armory]

[He also picked up a couple of weapons from the cloaked guy and since he has no clue who they belong to, he figures it's best to just go ahead and drop them off in the armory and hope the owners find them. He's dropping off a steel sword and a bat. The owners are welcome to pick them up or even catch him as he drops them off.]

[zephyranthe]

[What is this photo even. Why is it following her every move?? Although in a way it's kind of fascinating because she's never seen something like that before...

...

Maybe she'll add some shades to cover those eyes. So now they look less creepy and more like douchebags.]

so who wants a sword Workshop

[bythewaves]

[ It's probably foolish, but...

But what if whisper the Ambarussa, What if and the memory of his uncle smiles as he rides out to his own death

It's not as if there's no precendent in his family, after all.

So.

Maglor is in the forge, and even with his scarred hands, it's perfectly clear that he knows what he's doing. He's forging a sword. Specifically, he's forging a sword that might kill a dragon. Anyone one else want a weapon while he's at it? ]

[defriendestration]

[Guess who's sloooowly leaning in as he works on his Super Battle Body!]

YOU'RE REALLY GOOD AT THAT!