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

[yesorwoof]

I'm saying that it's a bit forward to put the poster out here at all, though you're bringing up the legitimate concern of inclusion or exclusion as well...

[Makima very coquettishly toys with her hanging lock of hair.]

I never say never, but I prefer more time to get to know someone.

[somuchshipping]

Where else would I put my shipping wall? The places here aren't exactly private and all the closets are too small for this.

[yesorwoof]

[Thinking face.]

If you feel like putting it in your assigned room would bother your bunkmate, isn't that a bit of a hint...?

[somuchshipping]

It's not that it would bother him, it's just that place feels more right than a bedroom.

But if it really bothers people that much, I can move it there. I dunno why it would, though. Romance can be very hard and confusing sometimes!

[yesorwoof]

[She points down at the crossed-out area.]

It seems that someone was already bothered to a degree. Or did you just change your mind?

[somuchshipping]

NopeNothing'sThere! There'sNoNoTPsThere!

[MOVING ON. HOPEFULLY.]

[yesorwoof]

No T.P.'s?

[Shipping as coupling was pushing her 1997 brain to the absolute limit. OTP, or even the idiomatic equivalent "oshikapu", is a bridge too far.]

What are those?

[somuchshipping]

[Ugh, fiiiiiiiine, he'll explain.]

...NoTPs are when ships happen which are problematic and creepy and thus should not be shipped under any circumstances which is something Cupid doesn't seem to understand.