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[strangerpeople]

WELCOME ABOARD


[The first sensation you feel is a headache. It's brief, slicing, sharp. It passes soon after you wake up, but it is there nevertheless, and the pain is not easily forgotten. Perhaps your eyes also blur as if roused from a deep sleep; perhaps your tongue also feels off, like you swallowed a bug. It's not pleasant.

More unpleasant, though, is the second sensation that dawns on you all-this is not your bed. This, in fact, is unrecognizable. It is not anywhere you recall coming to, willingly or otherwise. It's a room with a bunk, and there is a strange smell in the air that is hard to ignore.

No, you are no longer home. Any possessions you may have had on you are gone, save your clothing and a strange watch you can't get off, no matter how hard you try. And when you run into the hallway, well-you might find yourself running into others who might be just as confused and scared as you are as the area around you slowly sways, up and down, left and right.

What is this place? Why are you here? Who are all these other people?


What is going on?]

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[strangerpeople]

[ Your watches display colours as well as the number of your bunk! Here is each person's colour that displays on their watch:

CYAN:
Hubert
Aoi
Hermes
Brain
Alastor
Moriarty

YELLOW:
Keith
Power
Ritsu
Gai
Val
Kaito
John

MAGENTA:
Makima
Anya
Kira
Roland
Akane
Zack

[not_a_lego_maniac]

[...

Anyone who's around bunks 9 and 18 will find this person stumbling out of that room, swaying a little bit as he holds his head and walks around the hallway.]

Hi, um...do you have any aspirin? And...do you know where I am?

[pegasinister]

[Waking up with a splitting headache is familiar to Hubert now. Especially considering what he last remembers. But soon his head clears- or, at least, he powers through on force of will. He needs coffee. He needs to start his day of work for-

- he pauses, looking around.

It's a long while before he comes out. His mind is processing where he is, where he's not. What he's lost. That time is spent reading the note (on a ship then?) and investigating the screen and his... watch? Is it a watch? He frowns deeply at the blue.

But eventually, he comes out of Bunk 16, a tall Dracula-looking motherfucker who looks way too calm considering the circumstances.

He moves with intent, going from one end of the ship to the other, stopping at each point of interest and eyeing it, as if filing it away somewhere in his mind. Filling in the mental map. He doesn't stop to talk to anyone, but try your luck, you might be able to get his attention!

Eventually, though he settles... in the kitchen and is... brewing coffee. At least this ship carries quality, even if it's packaged strangely. He stares at the automatic drip for a moment then goes for a kettle instead, filtering it with cheesecloth. And... going through some of the poisons while his water heats. Looking... amused???]

[unpossibilities]

awakening (cw: terminal illness mention)
[His throat is dry. It's dry and it itches, which isn't an unusual sensation, but one he's gotten annoyingly used to in the past few weeks. He coughs, sitting up--but no blood comes out of his mouth. Weird. Kaito grumbles to himself - maybe I've gotten lucky - and steps out into the hallway. He looks around, and walks forward--and that's when he runs into someone else.]

Whoa--sorry. Hey, do you know what's--

[That's not a familiar person is his immediate thought upon seeing them.]

...going on...?

[jinkies, scoob, where the fuck are we]

watch

[He's assuming that this is a watch, now that he's standing off to the side, but it looks like it's....weird. An unknown yellow number. What's it counting? What's it for? That can't be, like, the time...? He shakes his wrist--nothing. He taps at it - nothing, again.

He pauses, staring at it suspiciously.

Well, he can't, like, turn it off and turn it back on again. Also, why does he have it in the first place? What?

He huffs. Okay.]

wild card
[Hit me up on Discord at osomatsumatsuno or just toss something at me.]

[unpossibilities]

Careful--

[Alright, so Kaito may have just barely gotten his barings, but he's still inclined to look after the other guy first. He keeps an eye on him to make sure he doesn't fall. He doesn't feel the best himself, but that doesn't matter, he has to make sure everyone else is okay first.]

One, I don't. And two, uh...I don't, too. I've got no idea where this is. Sorry.

kitchen

[unpossibilities]

[So Kaito has just set about wandering. And eventually, he gets to the kitchen. He sniffs the air - smells like...coffee? Oh, and there's a guy here! He looks friendly-ish. He decides to approach.]

Hey, what'cha lookin' at?

[antiveg]

awakening;

[ The quiet unease of the ship lasts for all of a few minutes before, possibly like a depth charge, the walls pulse. Of course, the closer to Bunk 7, the stronger it is. Sorry about your terrible luck, Hubert. ]

hhaaAAAAAHHHH!!


halls;
[ A small, blonde woman with red horns and a baggy hoodie over shorts can be seen somewhat later charging down the hall. She points when she spots your character. ]

You!

[ It's very much giving an accusing sort of aggressive energy. Long hair swinging behind her, Power bee-lines towards her next victim. ]

1/2

[unpossibilities]

[oh god that scream. what the fuck.]

ME?!

[he's almost frightened, but--]

2/2

[unpossibilities]

Y--YEAH, WHAT DO YA WANT, MISS?! ARE YOU OKAY?!

[he's just. looking defensive while. concerning himself.

sure.]

[asmanytimes]

If I knew were you were, I'd know where I am, and I don't have a clue about that either.

You alright?

[pegasinister]

[And poor Hubert, who was just starting to get up, is knocked right out of his bed and onto the floor in full Family Guy death pose]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

...What? But-this isn't my room...

[Yeah, he's confused as all get out.]

And my phone is...I don't think it's in my pocket now...have you seen it?

[unpossibilities]

Yeah, it's not my room either, obviously. Looks like we've been kidnapped.

[He arches a brow.]

Yeah, they typically take away all forms of communication too. I ain't got any phone, either.

[Monokuma took his flip-phone at the start of this hellish time, anyway...feels so long now...]

kitchen because i'm unimaginative

[jinglebros]

Uuuggh.

[ Aoi stumbles in, looking like he's had a hard time waking up, and is possibly suffering a headache. Yeah, so he drank too much last night. ]

Can I have some of that?

[pegasinister]

[He turns and looks at Kaito for a long moment, an... unreadable emotion on his face. It's just long enough to be uncomfortable.

Then turns into a mean-spirited smirk]

A collection of deadly poisons.

[autonomousthought]

[Waking up]
[Ritsu has no meter by which to process pain. She does have one for sound, though, so she knows that the moan she hears means pain, which means someone nearby is hurting. Teenage male likely. She opens her eyes--

That's new. She doesn't have eyes. Of course she knows the effect, from videos that try and reproduce it, but activating her camera is hardly the same thing. There's a lot of other data she doesn't know how to process, but as she moves what must be her head she realizes - it must be tactile. Olfactory. Whatever has become of her, it's so much data at once she can only shut her eyes to slow down the stream of new information. She hears another moan.]

What...is this...?

[...that voice. Who is that voice? Is that her?!]

[Ash and dust]
[Well. Ritsu has made it out of the room she started in. She has not made it far down the hall. It turns out knowing biology and physics is no preparation whatsoever for having to move in a physical body in a real space.

This zig-zagging hall is no help, as the teenage boy takes a single step and is suddenly five steps away - or would be if the wall didn't come sooner. WHAM!!]

[Breathing in the chemicals]
[She has reached stairs. Stairs. When she already doesn't know how to move well. So...nope! Nope, we are not doing this right now, thank you, she kind of wants to cry a lot.

So near, though not in front of, the foot of the stairs on E Deck, there is a teenage boy just. Lying on the floor. Making unhappy noises. It's probably fine.]

[pegasinister]

[he doesn't stare as long as he did for Kaito, but he does eye Aoi a bit too long before seeming to decide something]

Very well. It will be done shortly.

[it's easy to fall in old habits of caretaking]

chemicals

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Ah!

[Aaaand this guy nearly trips over Ritsu as he tries to navigate his way through the area. He takes one look down, and-]

Huh!?

He immediately bends down to try and help.]

H-hey, hey there mate, are you ok? What happened?

[unpossibilities]

...

[He resists the urge to ask if any 'Strike-9' is in there.]

Oh. Huh. Maybe it's a prank? You got it, right? It's an easy bad cooking excuse! Heh.

[sweatdrop]

They're...probably not real, right...?

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Um.
















No? No, I don't think. I'm ok. You?

[1/3]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Well, that's annoying! How'm I supposed to let my parents kn-

[pegasinister]

I can not be sure without some experimentation, but if you're volunteering we can find out rather quickly.

ash and dust

[unpossibilities]

[Kaito sees Ritsu crash into a wall, and naturally, his concern is set off immediately.]

H--Hey, are you okay?

[He runs over and extends a hand to help them up.]

Here.

[2/3]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

. . .wa-

[jinglebros]

[ Aoi looks relieved, and sinks into one of the chairs. ]

Hey, thanks.

[ Pause. ]

What's your name, savior?