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15strangers2017-06-05 12:16 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2017-06-05 12:16 pm
WEEK 4
[It is late in the afternoon when the Titled finally wake up from their long, vivid sleep. What day is it? Maybe it doesn't matter.
They weren't awake when it happened, but the final set of doors have opened. The Intercessor hasn't emerged from their room. There is no sign of the grumpy old man. And, the Titled may notice that nothing has been cleaned up - including the remains of those who prompted the Investigation - since they went into the Debate Hall. No new food has been supplied in the Kitchen, either.
The only replenishing food supply is in the Conservatex - who knows when those'll get ripped out from the ground out of spite, though. Their captors certainly showed themselves to not be above petty revenge, unfortunately.
So many questions now swirl. Is the old man hiding? Is the Intercessor ok? What the hell happened with the dragon? What about that other group which the Titled have come to realize exist? What did their captors have planned? And...really, what the hell else is going to happen now?
Whatever it is, it's not going to be good.
So get ready, Titled.
There are nine (but perhaps only eight?...) strangers in this place.]
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Then, steam comes out of the giant construct's neck, and it begins to shudder to life within its holding gantry, as the cage swings open.
The centurion has been activated.]
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[Futaba's face lights up. She watches out for the swinging door, but hovers at the entrance, just short of actually entering. It could still be dangerous, but she's far too excited to just ignore it. But she's not foolish enough to run right up to it. She wants to see if it will do anything first.]
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If it notices Futaba or Papyrus, it is not responding.]
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[Better make sure to stay out of it's way. Still... she's going to try and stay close enough to try and get a better look at it's make up.
She'll also try talking to it. Because why not? She's already talked to an insane, invisible man. This is probably fine in comparison.]
Helloooo~?! Excuse me?
[Something has to be giving it instructions right? If it's not artificial intelligence then her next guess would be some kind of program. Just to make sure, she's going to glance back in where it was sitting to make sure there's nothing that looks like a control panel or terminal.]
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[Is it going to do anything???]
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The centurion, meanwhile, keeps walking slowly, but there is something glowing on its back.]
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[And since she trust him-- she's going to take off towards the wall behind it. Are there any labels on the wall or anything otherwise indicating which might be for what?]
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[Time to see what the glowy thingy is!]
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As for the levers, the labels seem to be pictographs. Two of them are circles, and one is a single horizontal line.
Try one?]
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Alright step back I'm gonna give this a try!
[Ten seconds later she pulls the one corresponding to the horizontal line-- quickly watching for a result just in case she has to quick switch it back.]
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What now?]
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Once it's activated again she tries flipping the first of the circle switches.]
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One of the spheres has been activated, and it begins to roll out of the cage.]