Week 2

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[It's been one week on the Gigantic
and it's clear that Zero
is a big dickzzzzzsht



A week has passed. However, there is no denying anymore that the power Zero possesses is very real. One person is already dead because of this, regardless of what, exactly, the Gimme's role in it was.

There is also no denying that the ship is somehow powered by blood, if not made of blood entirely. Why? How? And what do the clues uncovered in the previous week have to do with it?

The watches, meanwhile have not changed in any way. Everyone is still in their color groups. The doors to the next floor are still locked as well. Perhaps those are also murder dependent. Which is...also not good. But at least there's food and laundry down here, so...maybe it'll get boring eventually, but for now, infinite confinement on the bottom decks of the ship may not be so bad. right?

...Right?



There are currently 18 strangers on this ship.]

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MOTIVE: The Price of Life

[strangerpeople]

[Tuesday starts off like any other day. Boring, monotonous, smelly. The morning passes uneventfully.

Then, at noon, the televisions come to life in a flurry of static. Those who are in rooms without televisions find themselves staring at tubes schllllorrrrping out of the walls as Zero's mask pops into view.

Even from here, one can feel the utter bemusement. Can hear it in their voice as they speak.]

What is the price of a life? Some would say the value of a life is far too esoteric to measure. Others will tell you that a millions lives are a mere statistic, nothing more. Still others might say that the value of the life itself is irrelevant regardless-it is all about what you get out of it that counts.

Fifty dollars. A ticket to the theme park of your choice. A cheeseburger. All three put together...that is the current offer, good until the end of the week. Kill one of your fellow passengers, get away with it, and the price offered is yours, along with the X-Passes needed to return home to enjoy the...fruits of your labor, so to speak.

Ridiculous, I hear you say. Utterly insulting. Grasping for straws. Surely that is not the limit of Zero's power to compel us to bloodshed!

But I must wonder. Is that really true? People have killed for less, after all.

The choice is yours. Remember-you have until the end of the week.

[kzzzsht]

[somuchshipping]

[Hermes turns to the person nearest to him.]

What's a dollar?

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Something not worth killing over!

[somuchshipping]

[...]

Yeah, probably. I can't even eat anything. I'm an AI.

[yesorwoof]

Like a drachma. Don't you have drachmas?

[somuchshipping]

No, Fortuna uses Points as the currency. So 50 points would be 50p.

[exequte]

It's money. It's not very much.

[somuchshipping]

I see...

I mean I'd like to go on a theme park as that would probably be a fun time, but I don't really think I'd want a hamburger or such a low amount of money.

[Maybe if the reward was a lot more substantial...]

[valkavian]

Don't worry about it, money is fake anyway.

[not_a_lego_maniac]

WHAT?!

[exequte]

That's... a joke, right? Someone wouldn't really...

Right??

[not_a_lego_maniac]

I really hope so! This...this is utterly ridiculous!

[yesorwoof]

I don't think it's that simple. [Makima has stopped eating her food and is staring into space.] Most likely there is someone among us with a desperate urge to escape, and this little ultimatum is simply to taunt them. Or perhaps Zero has another way of engineering the outcome he so desperately wants. Including "self-defense or accidents".

[lovedthemost]

It sounds like the beginning of a joke. [dryly]

[jinglebros]

I mean, it's obvious someone would.

[leaderoftheresistance]

[ John is angry]

These things over a life?!"

[pegasinister]

[Hubert is in the dining area, setting out lunch for the group with serendipitous timing. Today's is fresh cucumber sandwiches and a fruit tea.

When the tvs come on he pauses to watch, laughs slightly like he's reading an issue of Sensible Chuckle, and goes right back to what he was doing]

[exequte]

[Some may distrust the guy who was all over the poisons on the first day. Akane is not one of them.

She happily takes sandwich and tea with a grateful smile and nibbles like a bunny.]

Thank you. You're really good at this.

[onychomance]

[Kira stares into a camera like he is on The Office.

A cheeseburger? What is this, the setup for an "order in the court" gag?]

[lovedthemost]

...that is the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

[threwabone]

...what the fuck...

[like...this is a joke, right? it's not...it can't really be serious...right????]

[autonomousthought]

[It's lunchtime, so even though Ritsu isn't eating (hasn't eaten a thing since arrival, actually), she is hanging out in the dining area. Social interaction is valuable, after all. Especially if they want to have any kind of cohesive team.

So...the motive. Ritsu tilts her head, almost but not quite chuckling.]

Not very professional, is it?

[Still, she has...a lot of other thoughts to sort through. Her expression falls, eyes to the floor, after a few moments.]

[superstylishsquid]

[Alastor's just...looking incredulously at where the TV was.]

Is this serious? That's pathetic incentive, even if someone here just needs an excuse that isn't a threat. [A slight pause.] Are they expecting someone will forget that getting caught means an execution?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Welp, Moriarty is going to be cackling in his room like an evil overlord.

Holy shit, Zero, that's so goddamn brazen he can't help but admire it, in a way.]

[voidseeing]

Setting the bar that low to begin with? Well, this should be interesting.

[He's 99% sure there's more to it than just that, though. Just what it is remains to be seen...]