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]

I guess?

[ He's already established that animals as Ursula probably knows them don't exist in his world, but he could explain further. ]

Pokemon contests are pretty popular where I'm from. You get dressed up, put on routines with your Pokemon that convince judges that they're the coolest, or cutest, or most... unique. Whatever the judges happen to be looking for.

[ He still doesn't get smart contests, honestly. ]

[theirmagic]

[ Would anyone, Ren. ]

Oh, that sounds a lot like performing... and like the Moonlit Witch award people compete for at our school! I bet it must be fun.

[steelmagnolias]

It's a lot of fun. Of course, doing it professionally meant a lot of pressure, and sometimes that sucked the joy right out of it...

...but I still loved an audience.

[1/2]

[theirmagic]

The thrill of stepping out onto stage to seeing a thousand excited faces as you introduce them to the beginning of a routine... yeah... there's really nothing quite like it...

[ Her expression drifts for a moment, and she looks genuinely happy. ]

[2/2]

[theirmagic]

[ But then she realizes what she's said--and scrambles to cover it up. ]

... Or at least that's what I've heard. From my friend.

[steelmagnolias]

[ He nods slowly, giving her a smirk that implies that he's not entirely convinced. ]

Well, you could tell your friend that I'd love to talk more about this, if we ever get out of here.