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

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[He laughs, going over to the drinks and checking out what's there.]

Hardly a drinking contest, my dear! More of a social drink while we watch the chaos. What would you prefer?

[He's grabbing some brandy, since he could go for something a little earthy at the moment.]

Oh yeah. cw alcohol for thread. There

[yesorwoof]

At the end of the day, I am Japanese. Nothing is quite the same as a plain cold beer, though I worry I'd be squandering your talents.

[She watches eagerly though. Glasses are just shiny and comforting. Oh, he's getting brandy, so maybe he won't judge her.]

haha oops

[hatesdeerstalkers]

No, a beer has its own merits for certain, though I would have assumed you'd enjoy something a bit harder.

[Still, he'll go put two glasses down - one the squat glass more associated with brandy and the other more with beer, pouring both of them easily and properly, with his brandy over ice and her beer with the right kind of head. At the very least, the beer's kept cold so she doesn't have to struggle with the hell that is warm beer.]

But I suppose that is why there is that saying about assumptions!

[yesorwoof]

I think it's fun that beers can go up into the double digits. Especially when paired with tasty food. But our stomachs might be upset pretty soon, so one will be enough.

[Her fingertips trace over her cheek thoughtfully. Where she had Kaito stab her. It went smoothly because she trusted him so much, but if she had struggled and the wound had been real, blood would have spattered everywhere... She looks eagerly at Moriarty again.]

With two classes, will you propose some kind of toast, or will a simple "cheers" be enough?