MOCK WEEK

[strangerpeople]

MOCK WEEK

[Awaken.

Fifteen strangers have been gathered to the Depths. When they awaken, they will feel nauseous in their stomachs. No doubt confused. Perhaps, even terrified. And certainly, there is a good reason for it - they are not where they were before. If they had powers back where they came from, they seem to be all gone. And it appears that someone has left...guidelines for them. Who? Its uncertain. So far, there seems to be no one else save for them in this hot and stuffy place. No...'intercessor' to be seen yet, certainly.

There are a few small graces for this group, at least. Their memories are intact. And, perhaps, they will discover the power that their Title brings to them. But these are only small graces.

So welcome.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]


((OoC: Welcome to Mock Week! If you have any questions at all, feel free to PM here, or on plurk! And, feel free to join our handy dandy Discord chat!

EDIT: For clarification characters only know their own titles unless they are told otherwise by the character with the title, or by the Intercessor!))

Comments

[reverseit]

[ Akane helps with the bandages, pulling on them so that they go on with the required tightness. Her tears are clearing up at this point, she cannot cry when she has a task in front of her, especially not when that task is helping save her brother. ]

[jinglebros]

[ At this point, Santa is praying to pass out, but it hasn't happened yet. What the fuck man, what the fuck? Why does he have to have such a strong body? Oh right, the better to survive with. ] Godddd it fucking hurts. [ Stating the obvious, asshole, but what else is he supposed to do? ]

[warmdolls]

All right, there. We need to get him to his room. He's going on bed rest.

[ Don't want you making this work. Here you go, gonna help you up and-- Lean on him, dude. ]

[reverseit]

I'll stay by him most of the time, except when the rules say we can't. [ Akane cannot break those, she is not going to die because of some dumb rule breakage and leave a hurt brother behind. ] Is there a way we can make the bed more comfortable for him?

[jinglebros]

[ Santa leans on Behemo heavily and manages a weak smile for Akane. ] Don't need comfort. [ He mumbles. ] Just need my sister.

[warmdolls]

Cloth from the clothier could be layered on the bed, but it wouldn't do much comfort-wise, really.

[ So he's going to carefully and slowly lead him back to his room. Ugh. This is such a mess. ]