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

[yesorwoof]

[Did you know that the idiom, lend a hand or get a hand, is exactly the same in Japanese? Did this already come up in Kira's life? Well, you know now. Makima stands there eagerly for this to be taken off her hands, an idiom which is not exactly the same.]

Sure. Though if you stain your clothes that'll be a shame.

[onychomance]

Do you think it's a miracle they made it this long? The detergent here is amazing.

[yesorwoof]

[Makima's lips quirk as if she is slightly tempted to laugh. By Makima standards, this is an enormous expression.]

If you would, then. If it's somehow particularly important, I can get a camera on the way to the incinerator.

[Handing him the hand.]