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

[valkavian]

[ Well, there's a purple haired doll in a frilly dress and a GRIMACE name tag, with an incredibly cursed voice. ]

Do you fear God, Moriarty?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

No.

[He says it so very, very flatly.]

I already know I'm damned, so what would the point of that be?

[valkavian]

[ And to that, Val's just gonna make a low whistle. ]

That makes two of us, bucko.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Well yes, a Dead Apostle - Vampire would not be allowed into the pearly gates at the very least.

[He doesn't really believe in that, so it's more as a verbal joust more than anything.]

[valkavian]

Curse of Cain, it's a whole thing.