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

[superstylishsquid]

Just don't expect me to be like that with everyone. I am a demon.

[And don't mind the tips of his ears turning violet.]

[godspiousjasper]

Right, right. I will make sure to keep that in mind going forwards.

[ Naturally he doesn't look like he believes it, if the still ever-present smile is any solid indication of such a thing. ]

[superstylishsquid]

[....Yeah, he can see that. He crosses his arms and huffs.]

I'm getting the sense you don't believe me. You know, I wasn't kidding when I said I work with supervillains.

[godspiousjasper]

Very well, then!

[ Roland beamed, holding himself up quite confidently as he addressed the other man. ]

Tell me about some of your villainous deeds, Alastor.

[superstylishsquid]

Well, I've tried to kill a superhero...almost had him before I was dragged here, even. I also found a town that drew in artists from all over, and set a couple minions on it that drained all the color from the entire area.

[There was also the...wedding incident, but. That was not his idea, and he would've been uncomfortable through the whole thing if Silvia hadn't been so comfortable in his presence.]

Not to mention, participating in holding the hero's girlfriend prisoner.

[godspiousjasper]

What had the hero done to deserve you attacking him?

[ Spoken genuinely out of curiosity because naturally there just HAD to be a reason for what had been done there. As for the rest.. ]

Draining color from an area. My, now that certainly sounds interesting. [ A pause. ] I would hope you didn't hurt her, did you?

[superstylishsquid]

He was interfering in our plans, that's all the reason the big guy needed to want him out of the way. And once he proved himself...it's a personal goal of mine to defeat a true hero.

The girl's fine, though. The daily manager had it out for her and tried to use her distress as bait a few times, but no one else was interested in bothering her. The Biankies even seemed to like her.

[godspiousjasper]

Oh? What do you think you'll do once you've defeated him, then?

[ Giving a small, customary nod of his head once he understood that the girl was fine. Some small part of him wondered if Alastor minded so many questions but he pressed onward. ]

Biankies? Is that some type of creature?

[superstylishsquid]

Not sure what I'll do...but it'll bring me a peace of mind I've been lacking. As for Biankies...they're a sort of intelligent machine, kind of like Hermes, except more human shaped. They're basically our organization's foot soldiers, but we also use them for housekeeping and menial errands.

[godspiousjasper]

A peace of mind... well. To lack that truly is unfortunate, indeed!

[ It's not even spoken mockingly, but 150% genuinely. A sympathetic look fell across his features as well, wishing there was something he could do to help. ]

I know it may not help but if you ever wish to go somewhere to spar to burn some energy, you can ask me anytime and I will gladly do so.

[ Now to the previous matter, to which he just nods a couple of times to himself. ]

They sound quite interesting. Small robotic soldiers who can also handle household tasks! Incredible!

[superstylishsquid]

[His eyes light up, literally, at the offer of sparring. Being stuck in here all week...he definitely has been feeling restless.]

I'd be thrilled to go a round, if we can sort out a space with enough room to maneuver. It's not the same as fighting a hero who's proven himself to me...but it'd be a shame to let my own skills rust.

And don't even think of offering me your pity. Soon as I get home, I'll make sure I get the decisive battle I've been after. And then, I'll have my peace.

[godspiousjasper]

[ Roland positively lights up just the same, eyes bright and an equally eager energy falling about him. ]

I absolutely agree! I've been feeling entirely too restless locked up in here and feel like my skills will begin to rust soon if I can't take care of them.

[ He grinned, barking out a laugh. ]

That's the spirit!! I believe in you, Alastor.

[superstylishsquid]

Well... [His claws flex out, a sharp glint the same color as his horns on the tips of his fingers, poking out from under his gloves. His tail is lifted, swishing excitedly behind him, and his wings are slightly spread. A second set of wings appears, made entirely of swords. The longest 'feathers' have a distinctive appearance.] I did spot an armory, if you fight with something other than blades.

[godspiousjasper]

[ It would take an absolutely blind man to not see that Alastor was fully invested in the idea, gaze falling to the sword wings once they appeared. ]

I'm quite well-versed with a number of different weapons but swords would work perfectly fine for me!

[ The only thing he lamented was not having his own weapon from home as surely it would prove to be something his dear friend here had not seen yet. ]

Ah! All that is left now is to find an open enough space for us to do this.