WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[You now know why you're here, Titled. The question now is, is there a way to get out of here without invoking the rules? What will those who brought you here do to get you to kill?

Time will tell.

There are fifteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

Crab Adventure

[thegreenhornet]

...okay, I can't watch this. That's not how you eat crab.

[Britt even turns around as if he literally couldn't look at Dio do that]

Thank you bro

[notgentle]

Hikinghey! What do you mean?

[Dio reaches out to grab Britt by the elbow and turn him right back]

I mean, after this I don't see why anyone fucking eats crab--

[thegreenhornet]

You're eating the legs! You know what's the point of eating animals?
Eating the meat, not the first thing you see!

[Fiiiine, may as well show what's the key of crab-eating]

Where's the rest? You didn't throw the rest of the crab, right? Where are the pincers?

[notgentle]

[Oh, an omnivorous man, that's interesting!]

The pinchers are this, I guess... [He waves the leg with the "pinchy" end facing up and then puts it down on the table.]

I'll have you know they sold it like this. [He puts both hands around the bucket to lift it up and show the bounty of Alaska King crab legs. Indeed, in the immediate vicinity there's also no evidence of other crab parts that were removed. Just the fries, which are sitting off to the side untouched for now.]

[thegreenhornet]

[Britt takes the pincher, turning it in his fingers. Well...]

Wow, these are...rather small. Not worth much, I guess...

[That bucket makes Britt facepalm. Oh no...]

Right. I'm no expert about crabs, but I think you got scammed.

[It's not like he ever saw how someone cooked a crab, but he remembers he always got served the body of the crab, not the legs]

[notgentle]

[Dio's face falls.] You're shitting me. This was supposed to be the big thing for the...

[Saying "day" is too embarrassing. He just looks away and starts stuffing French fries into the void of his soul]

[thegreenhornet]

You're not missing much. Crab's good, but it's not like it'd have changed your life forever.

[notgentle]

Hey, I'm not expecting a chorus of angels here. You really think there's a food that can do that?

[thegreenhornet]

Uuuuuh... [HArd to say. He hasn't experienced anything like that before, but giving no answer seems like it'd fly like a lead balloon, so may as well try to turn the question around] Yes, there must be. Like what do you like? What kind of food?

[notgentle]

Steak? Is pretty great. [Most people have at least one favorite food picked out to answer on surveys, but it seemed like Dio had to think of this quickly from scratch. Precisely as if to dispel that impression, he starts talking faster.]

When I was younger I wasn't old enough for my dad to let me have a rare one, so I guess I don't know the best way to have it done...