WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3



[The week begins as last week began. But there's is a great difference-murder. It has happened. Blood has been drawn; it cannot be undone. The Game has made itself known. The Game is paramount. The Game simply is.

As morning dawns, those who were not present with the DEAD lock will find that the doors that were locked are now gone-and a whole new area has finally opened up to them. They will also find that they remember something they had not been able to recall beforehand. The question is, was it worth it?

And-is it you, or is the ship getting...colder as the hours go by? No, it's not just you. By the end of Sunday, the ship has started to dip into freezing temperatures. It might be difficult for people to bundle up-unless you're Brain, who will find his closet inundated with winter clothing that fit him perfectly.

Yup. This is going to be a long week, as if last week wasn't bad enough.



There are currently 16 strangers in this place.]

Comments

[superstylishsquid]

It's true that the blood is just a major conduit for spiritual energy. Feeding the tree an entire soul might work just as well, maybe even better...

[hatesdeerstalkers]

And if we assume the 'roots' of this tree are spread out throughout this ship...

[Not even the victims would be safe from it, as the ship happily slorps things up.]

How positively disturbing. No offence meant towards you, of course - merely towards this whole situation.

[superstylishsquid]

I'm pretty sure they are, it's absorbed blood through the floor in here.

And no offense taken...like I said, I hate this tree. It's what empowered the guy who sealed me away for two thousand years.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

....Then I assume I helped 'water' it.

[MAN, HE FUCKING HATES THIS.]

Such a thing must not have been pleasant - my condolences, Alastor. Still, thank you for alerting us to this - it is better to know than to remain ignorant, after all.

[superstylishsquid]

It sucked, but at least I got to watch him get beat back down into the dirt.

And yeah...I figure we have a better chance of getting out of this if we all know what's going on.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Ah, then I suppose I should share what I found in the Tea Room earlier.

[He'll hand over a map!]

I'm relatively certain this is somewhere in North America, but I must confess that the exact location is eluding me at the moment.

[There's a pause before....he begins to chuckle?

Huh.]

[superstylishsquid]

Lake Ontario...isn't that at the border between America and Canada? But this doesn't look right...

[He points at the writing on the map.]

I see Greece and Chili here. At least...I think that first one is Greece? I haven't completely figured out English spelling rules yet. Neither of those are anywhere near Canada.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Ah?

[He looks, and....oh, he sees the issue here.]

Those may very well be the names of the provinces they cover. Quite a few often borrow from names [points to Henrietta there] or things.

[superstylishsquid]

Maybe...my near-Canada geography isn't that great. I'm sure that's a city in the center, for example, but I couldn't tell you what cities are directly South of Lake Ontario.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Fair enough - I've very little idea on Canada myself, as it was across the sea.

[He shrugs, only with a little wince this time.]

...Still, though - I heard what you mentioned about blood being connected to souls or spiritual power.

[He chuckles, again.]

Such a shame for our captors, then, that I am not truly whole.

[superstylishsquid]

Neither am I, but if someone has enough spiritual power to start with...even a fragment is likely to be worth a lot. Especially if it's a significant enough fragment to manifest as a fully functional person, like us.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

You aren't?

[Huh, small world.]

[superstylishsquid]

Not really. I left part of my soul behind when I abandoned a negligent master. There's enough of me here that most humans wouldn't be able to tell the difference, but I don't have access to my true form like this.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Unlike most, Moriarty actually understands what Alastor means by 'master'.]

I see...Yes, I wish I could say the same, but I would be that 'piece left behind', as you so elequently put it.

Though what would your true form be?

[superstylishsquid]

A lot bigger, for one thing. Longer claws, hooves instead of feet, lots more fangs. My eyes are normally red, too, and my skin's a darker purple. My chest and wings are supposed to have glowing parts, and I have spikes on my elbows.

So, pretty inconvenient in the human world.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

....Hm. Practically the classic image of a devil then, if not for the glowing.

[Aka he approves]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

[His head pops up at the word Greece.]

Hey, can I see that map?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Hm? Of course.

[Just. hands it over.]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

[Looking, looking, looking-]

Oh! I know what this is!

[hatesdeerstalkers]

....you do?

[WHY THE FUCK DOES ZACK KEEP SURPRISING HIM LIKE THIS]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Yeah! It's map of Rochester, New York! See? It's right here, it says Rochester!







Dunno why this looks so old, though, but. Yeah.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

....Oh.

[LOOK. It's cold. Everyone knows brains don't work well in the cold.]

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Yeah, see? And I live here!

[He points to Greece.]

It's a village and town that's part of Rochester now. See?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Well, that's actually quite interesting....I do have to wonder what an old map was doing on this ship, let alone in the tea room, however.

[not_a_lego_maniac]

Yeah, and why a map of my hometown was there!