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

[exequte]

Ohhh, okay. I guess an in-game universe would be easier for something like that to happen in.

In real life the universe is unimaginably massive, and there's so much that we still don't know about it.

[somuchshipping]

Yeah, and apparently, none of you guys here have ever hit FTL travel before! If this universe is similar to the save file I'm from, you're going to love it! SoManyPlanets AndSpeciesAndAdventures! AndAction!

[exequte]

Not where I'm from, anyway. Though the theory of relativity does mean that the first who tries it is effectively going to give up their life to do that, at least as they know it.

[She hesitates a moment as they reach the incinerator--they really hadn't been very far away--before sighing.]

Sorry. I don't really... like it here.

[somuchshipping]

[Einstein is the first thought that pops up in Hermes's memory banks. But who IS Einstein? Hermes only knows the name but doesn't know WHY he knows the name. This is the same feeling as when he looked at the Mona Lisa. WELL, FINE, WHATEVER. Hermes hides his discomfort because HEY INCINERATOR NOW HE CAN PRACTICE!]

Oh, hey, we're here.

So... Do I just start flinging fireballs around?

[exequte]

[Akane could have told him, at least about some things! Maybe another time, however.]

Try... calling one, but not throwing it yet. Do you think you could do that?

POWER INVESTIGATION

[somuchshipping]

[Hermes will slightly nod. He holds one of his footclaws up in front of him and calls to summon a fireball, but not throw one. He doesn't release it and generally tries just keeping it from escaping, just to try and see the maximum amount of charge.]

[strangerpeople]

[The more charged the fireball gets, the more unruly it becomes. More like an easily distracted child than an unruly one, though - it isn't difficult to keep it charging, it just requires attention.

It can keep charging for a little while - it starts slowing after 30 seconds and plateaus after about a minute, if we're staying focused that long.]

[somuchshipping]

[At 20 seconds, Hermes starts tapping a foot against the ground impatiently. At 45, he looks like he's beginning to get tired and ready to fall asleep out of boredom. At 57 seconds, Hermes very NEARLY nods off, releasing the fireball and nearly falling onto the ground before catching himself.]

...Yeah, I don't think I wanna charge it up for that long.