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.]


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Comments

[astrangefigment]

[Ooooh, someone in management! Good to know - though she's not Strex, so does it matter?]

Oh yes, I've always been a dedicated radio host! Our little community is just getting set up, so I thought we deserved a brand-new radio tower! There may not be a large audience, but that only makes the ones who stick around alllllll the more important~!

[crywiththesaints]

[Martel > whoever the heck you work for as far as she's concerned anyway]

Life has an enduring wish to improve upon everything it creates, doesn't it?

[astrangefigment]

[We here at Kevin Inc. are totally canonblind to you, but probably yeah. It's a low bar to clear.]

Oh, yes! We're going to rebuild a new Desert Bluffs, just as big and beautiful as the first one! There's me, and Doug and Alicia sometimes - they're the giant masked warriors that live in the otherworldly desert!

[crywiththesaints]

And you... summoned them to help with construction.

[astrangefigment]

Oh, gosh no! They were there before I got there. I fell through an old oak door, you see, and when I awoke, I was in a strange desert beneath a blinding sun. The masked warriors weren't around then - Carlos introduced me later.

[crywiththesaints]

Certainly no world I know, though they are numerous, so it's no wonder. At least, that's what people say.