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

[steelmagnolias]

As far as I know, Ursula? Whatever's normal to you doesn't exist in my world.

[ Just. Putting that out there. ]

[theirmagic]

... So no magic, then?

[steelmagnolias]

Nah.

[ Says the man who said that cats should be able to flip over trucks with no problems. ]

[theirmagic]

I still simply can't imagine living someplace without magic... I know not everyone in my home uses it, but it has so many benefits and can help so many people, I just can't see why you wouldn't tap into such a resource, unless... magic already died off completely in your worlds.

Which is a case I certainly hope did not happen.

[steelmagnolias]

I mean, I never grew up with magic around, so it's not like I would have known it existed if it did.

[ And he's not sure if magic was out in the open or not in your world, since in a lot of fiction he's familiar with, it wasn't. ]

[theirmagic]

Oh, I grew up in a witching family. My family... well, my mother was rather accomplished astrologian, and my father was a performer of magical dance. Magic's always been around, people know about it quite well... it's just that some people... ah, discriminate.

I recall hearing about some of my father's shows getting vandalized from time to time...

[steelmagnolias]

...what the fuck?

[ Seriously, he's gonna take personal offense to that last bit of info. ]

[theirmagic]

[ Aha... ha... ]

... Some people are just like that, I suppose.