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WAKE UP TIME
[The first thing you feel when you wake up is...nothing.
You don't feel much different at all when you wake up, no doubt from a very pleasant sleep, even if you may not remember what you dreamed of. If anything, you would have thought it was another normal day.
That thought would have vanished the moment you took in your surroundings. This is not your bed, this is definitely not your bedroom, and well, this is definitely not your home. In fact, this place isn't anywhere you've been before.
Before you can question anything much further, your cell phone starts beeping, flashing a message on the screen for a good several minutes, before flashing your profile, also for a few minutes. Yes, now you have a Title, and a power, even if you've never had one before. And yes, you have a cell phone. Even if you didn't have one, and don't know what the hell a cell phone is. You get the feeling you'll need to keep it on you.
The profile fades back to the home page of your phone - don't worry, you can still access your profile, and everyone else's, on that little lime icon if you really want - even though you have so many questions now. (The help button may... attempt to be helpful in that case.) Where the hell are you? Why do you have a Title? And can you get out?
Perhaps, if you're strong enough. But, in any case.
Welcome, Titled.
There are fifteen strangers in this place.]
((OOC: Welcome!
If you haven't filled out the resident profile or current residents information yet, please do so!))
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You deserve to get punched in the dick for saying that.
[And Britt kind of hates he was amused by that bad pun, hah]
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[He says it still so superficially charming that it really does sound like something that happened to him before - the punching and the deserving. The man is sitting there chewing his burger for several more seconds, silently as one does, and slowly develops the feeling that this is not the most appropriate way of dealing with an oh so very kind stranger. At length he removes the burger from his mouth, brushes his knucklebones across any crumbs in his face, then firmly shakes those crumbs off onto the table, and extends his hand to Britt.]
Hey. My name is Dio.
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Britt. [May as well shake that hand] You're the ringleader! The guy who likes cats and booze. [Britt smirks] I thought circuses were a thing of the past, it must be tough to direct one.
[Tough as in 'it pays you so little you live under a bridge', but at least he doesn't clarify that part]
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[The smile is openly forced; toothy. Apparently the appropriate timeline for circus production is a very sore point for him.]
Well, someone has to do it. I appreciate a guy who respects that. [Instead of just dismissing that work as recreation]
I'm afraid I haven't read the profiles super closely myself. I know there's supposed to be fifteen of us and everything, but... Feel free to tell me about yourself in your own words, Britt.
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Uh, there's not much to tell. I'm just a normal bored guy. Kind of have to deal with my father's company even if I don't want to.
[...say, may as well try to lie about a certain topic...]
And if that profile says I'm a vigilante then that profile is lying. It's slander.
[He averts his eyes. Yeah, he's not that good of a liar]
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Dio apparently swallows Britt's lie hook line and sinker, looking at him earnestly.]
I totally get you there. This whole profiling process is the sketchiest shit ever. Like that kid who's playing detective? Sure. [A little faster as if this next part is just now striking him as relevant.] Honestly, it kind of surprises me that they left out my last name... I actually did get it legally changed to just "Dio" a couple years back for that ~mysterious performer vibe~ so there's not much point mentioning it, but they dig up so much other stuff, it's kind of creepy.
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If that kid is a detective, then he better get us all out before 24 hours. [A detective as young as that kid? Yeah, not happening. Akechi must be lying]
Kind of creepy? They're insane! And stupid. They can't even do their stalking right.
[At least that's how he explains why there's no last name for Dio despite it having existed at some point: because the person who wrote them is stupid]
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Seriously, what the hell are the priorities of the people in charge here... It's almost too much effort for just a shitty thriller movie. Got any theories?
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Yeah, and if it was just holding us for ransom, why use such a big building? This must be fun for them somehow. You think this would go well on TV? Maybe it could be presented as just a movie and not, you know, a capital crime.
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If any of this is shown on TV they could kill us and nobody would believe it was real. Shit... [He looks around] Have you seen any cameras anywhere?
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No... but did you see a camera when that mug shot of yours got taken? I don't think so.