WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1


[So, once Zero has said his peace, everything is quiet as the week dawns. A new Game. Nonary, Decision, Murder. All three. It doesn't matter. Everyone is here to kill or die. The coin has been tossed, the die is cast. The rules are set; the watches are active.

The question now is, why? Why is this happening? Why you? Surely no one is so desperate to kill on this ship, right? Not when the people onboard are so interesting and varied. Perhaps everyone can get along; perhaps there's a way off the ship without bloodshed. Of course, if there is, it might be be best to be prepared for a long stay-there's no doubt Zero won't make it that easy to escape. Then there's the matter that-apparently-people have new powers they did not possess before, while those the strangers once had are gone. Perhaps it's time to test those out and see what they can do if you're not Kira.

So, let's see what happens this week. Hopefully it will be a peaceful one.

There are currently 19 strangers on this ship.]

Comments

[pegasinister]

I have not.

[jinglebros]

Extrasensory Perception. It's the idea that someone can sense something beyond their five senses.

[pegasinister]

A magical skill of some sort?

[jinglebros]

Not... exactly?

[pegasinister]

But still an ability the average human does not have. The details and names don't matter overly.

[jinglebros]

Yeah, exactly.

I'll tell you something if you tell nobody.

[ He puts a finger to his lips. ]

[pegasinister]

[He crosses his arms, aching a brow]

Baiting me with the possibility of a secret? Very well.

[jinglebros]

I have an ESP power.

It's why I was chosen for that game.

But I don't seem to have it here...

[pegasinister]

[He moves to his other arm, biting his lip in annoyance at having to hurt his dominant one. But... what is, is.

Stab: 9]

So, you have an extra sensory power of some sort. But odds are likely it is not the reason you are here for THIS game specifically. Too bad, something like that might have been useful.

[jinglebros]

I'm what's called a receiver. I can sense things and have them communicated to me across the morphogenetic field.

[pegasinister]

Like messages?

[jinglebros]

That's one thing, yes.

[pegasinister]

I see...

[He taps his chin in thought]

You and Akane share a family name: does she have a similar ability or are you a singular anomaly?

[jinglebros]

She's a receiver. She can send messages.

[pegasinister]

A matching pair. How fitting.

[jinglebros]

It's how we ended up in the Game.

[ He frowns. ]

And nobody noticed we were missing.

[pegasinister]

No other family?

[jinglebros]

[ Aoi is quiet for a long, long moment. ]

Parents died early on.

[pegasinister]

I see.

[He fiddles with his blade for a moment. There's no pity on his face or in his tone- family is a complicated topic for anyone. Himself included.]

Though it does suggest there will be no rescue- we are on our own, for good or ill.