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

[somuchshipping]

[Hermes homes in on the distraction, steals it, and runs away with it to put it in his klepto pile.]

Yes, I'm a Greek! I still generally don't know what an American is. I don't know much outside of my game besides whatever players tell us, and the ones I've chatted with haven't really discussed the lore of the real world.

But in game, us AI were freely-roaming viruses until Prometheus taught the Notails about Faster-than-light technology. Then the Notails built shells for us Greeks and then later on, the Romans were built and many consider them to be bootlegs buuuuuut I don't care whether they're Roman or Greek.

Well, I used to, but I work with Mors, who's a Roman, and it's kinda hard to work with someone who you hate, so I got over with that stupid bootleg thinking.

[Chatty robot is chatty.]