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

[notgentle]

[He checks his phone and his eyebrows pop up.]

Oh, it's from that pa--? Damn, I can finally buy that razor...

[He looks back at her; offers a "well, fuck, what can you do?" smile.] Guess I should thank you. I'd bring blood, [you know. with the razor. a totally normal way to use a razor] but I take it that's probably not your style.

[totalbullshit]

[ And that's where he actually manages to make her laugh. ]

Of all things on the list, that's your first idea?

[ Though to be fair to Dio here, things like trust aren't something you can just give because you want to. ]

Thanks, but no thanks. I've been careful with money, so I should last for a while.

[ She gestures at a pile of foodstuff in the corner. ]

[notgentle]

[sweatdrop... yeah, Dio is just a funny guy, and normal, and]

I hope I'm not disappointing you, but your bed or something? Nah, I'm not that kind of guy.

[He glances at the food.] You gathered a pretty decent amount of stuff... seems like you have this under control then.

[totalbullshit]

[ ....... yeah. Alright then, Dio. ]

And I hope I am not disappointing in return to say that three days is a lacking period of time to get me interested.

[ She's not easy alright?! ]

I'll survive without anyone's interest - or money for that matter.

[notgentle]

Way more than fair. [There's a twitch in his face - not disappointment, he maintains the same level of merely amicable interest - but some other type of surprise. Dio smooths it out soon enough, stepping backwards.]

I'm really sure you can do that. [Then he's bringing the door back to its original opinion of ajar.]