WEEK 4

[strangerpeople]

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.]

Comments

[defriendestration]

OH! I CAN MAKE MORE BREAD!!

[carries_war]

N-no! I mean...flour is easier to store than bread! We shouldn't use it until we need it!

[defriendestration]

HMMM, YOU MAKE A GOOD POINT!

BESIDES, I STILL HAVE PLENTY OF BREAD LEFT OVER! SO FEEL FREE TO TAKE SOME IF YOU WANT!

[carries_war]

I'll...keep that in mind. But right now, we should focus on the food still in the ground.

[zephyranthe]

We could use it as a weapon if there're any more dragons around.

[#LetPapyrusBakeBread]

[defriendestration]

HM! THE DRAGON DID SEEM AMAZED BY MY COOKING...

[zephyranthe]

Yup. He was so amazed he was shaking in anticipation.

[Or something like that idk]

[defriendestration]

NYEH-HEH-HEH, I'M GLAD THEY GOT TO TRY MY STUFF BEFORE YOU ALL STABBED THEM...

[zephyranthe]

Yup. I think everyone here was glad too.

[Like, it looked like it was in pain and she's pretty sure at least 90% of the people here were a-okay with that?]

[defriendestration]

YEAH, IT WAS...IT WAS SAD. SEEING IT SO SAD...IT REALLY JUST NEEDED SOME BREAD AFTER ALL, DIDN'T IT?

[zephyranthe]

Yup. The bread was the best thing we could've given it.

[defriendestration]

I'M SO GLAD! REALLY! THAT IT GOT TO EAT THE FOOD OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS...IT MUST HAVE BEEN SO WONDERFUL!!

[zephyranthe]

It was practically in tears at one point. Even I was impressed.

[defriendestration]

NYEH-HEH-HEH! WELL, I CAN SAY I DO NOT REGRET FEEDING IT MY BREAD, THEN!!

[zephyranthe]

[This is probably a dangerous question to ask, but!!]

Do you think you could cook something else? We can give it to the guys who captured us as a gift.

[carries_war]

I'm pretty sure that counts as a war crime...

[Er...]

B-because it's wasting food!

[zephyranthe]

We can let him bake it using grass. Or inedible plants.

[Just imagine the monstrosity this will turn into!!]

[carries_war]

At that point, you might as well just have him use monkshood root! I don't think even Tony would come out with something like that.

[zephyranthe]

I dunno what that is. Does it taste really bad?

[Because the worse it tastes the better, apparently?]

[carries_war]

It's another name for Wolfsbane. It's poisonous.

[zephyranthe]

...Wouldn't that be even better?

[Poison was the main reason they won against the dragon anyways, right??]

[carries_war]

It'd be a crime against food! Plus we'd have to worry about someone eating it by accident.

[zephyranthe]

All we gotta do is just warn them not to eat the green bread.

[And who would want to eat green bread anyways?? ...Except Papyrus.]

[carries_war]

What about the dogs? Can't just tell them not to eat it.

[zephyranthe]

We can eat the dogs.

[That's kind of a joke. Kind of.]