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

[lovedthemost]

I was thief-type Roidmude number zero-zero-three.

Then I was Brain, evolved Roidmude number zero-zero-three.

And now I am Brain, over-evolved Roidmude number zero-zero-three.

[valkavian]

Cool, I was proto-Val, the fetus.

Then I was Val, the human.

And now I'm Val the Cainite.

I have to say, you're pretty realistic-looking for...a robot?

we're just going to pretend that says "bat type" instead of "thief type" up there because oopsie

[lovedthemost]

[Brain tilts his head a bit, studying her]

I prefer Val the Cainite.

[he pushes his glasses up on his nose]

I'm not a robot. I'm a Roidmude. I am an artificial being capable of evolution.

[valkavian]

Wait.

Like a P*kemon?

[lovedthemost]

[VAL HOW DID YOU DO THAT WITH YOUR MOUTH]

...no. Not like that.

[IT MIGHT BE A LITTLE LIKE THAT ACTUALLY NOW THAT HE'S THINKING ABOUT IT BUT HE'S NOT GOING TO ADMIT IT]

[valkavian]

Then how are we doing this without it taking millions of years?

[lovedthemost]

It's simply--it's something that happens! [HUFF]