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The Fifteen Strangers Mods ([personal profile] strangerpeople) wrote in [community profile] 15strangers2017-12-10 05:32 pm
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WEEK 3

WEEK 3


[Once everyone has gotten out of the elevator, those who go to look for Akira and Kurama will find that they have been put into one of their rooms, together, safely tucked into bed with a glass of milk for each of them. And - aside from the bruises of being suctioned into a death cylinder and tranquilized with some very strong drugs - they are alive and unharmed.

Naturally, this means that Akira and Kurama are the first to experience the dreams, but everyone will experience them, once they finally fall asleep, for good and ill.

Despite everything, too, the survivors will find many other new things facing them as they wake up. A new evolution for their powers, a new wing...and a new rule, updated after the execution. The profiles have also been updated, to reflect the Titled's ever-dwindling numbers.

This is going to be a long week, that's for sure.


There are ten strangers left in this place.

((OOC: Don't forget to do Activity Check along with memory regains, everyone!))

[personal profile] redgates 2017-12-11 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[A pause of about thirty seconds. A moment when the coin starts stirring in place. Then, a slow movement.]

BLACK
totalbullshit: (negative; sad)

[personal profile] totalbullshit 2017-12-11 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ... ah. Hmh.

Helena stays silent for a while as well. 3 questions left to make the most of. 3 questions aren't nearly enough and yet they are too many, because yes and no only take her so far. ]


So if raising the dead turns out impossible, what happens to those who are dead? Do you just exist as ghosts forever?

[personal profile] redgates 2017-12-11 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Immediately, with only moderate force:]

RED
totalbullshit: (gen; hikikomori life)

[personal profile] totalbullshit 2017-12-11 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well if that isn't ambiguous. Helena suspects she has no way of asking for clarification without wasting all her last questions playing guesswork that will lead her nowhere much.

Existence that is neither eternal nor terminate as far as she knows it... It sounds a little terrifying, but... ]


Are you doing alright? All things considered, I mean.

[ She wonders how he will take this question, but she won't know for now. It's just curiosity in the back of her head that makes her wonder... ]

[personal profile] redgates 2017-12-11 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[The coin would have to at least slightly go off the red vertex, like onto the red-and-black connecting edge, to decisively indicate an answer of "red" a second time in a row, rather than a pause; and at first it looks like that's what's happening, as the coin goes just a little ways out on the line and wavers; but then the oscillation is overtaken by a surge the rest of the way towards]

BLACK
totalbullshit: (smile; lmao your hypocrisy)

[personal profile] totalbullshit 2017-12-11 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
... so much for optimism.

[ That comment is mumbled and only intended for Helena herself. A sentiment too strong to contain in her own head.

She's out of things to ask that she urgently needs an answer to and she has much to mull over on her own, so maybe she can let the final question be something entirely frivolous for once. ]


Would it cheer you up any to see this place explode?

[personal profile] redgates 2017-12-11 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even faster than the very first answer, less than a tenth of a second, as if the coin is a burst of electricity and the link from black to white a silver wire--]

WHITE
totalbullshit: (smile?; schadenfreude)

[personal profile] totalbullshit 2017-12-11 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She laughs. Wake's death still sits heavy in her mind and she doesn't think she has forgiven Dio for it (how could she?), but after the last trial it feels refreshing to talk to him. She knows what she's dealing with when it comes to him, or so she assumes. ]

No promises, but I'll give my best.

[ Her eyes linger on the board a while longer, silently musing over something. Then she shrugs and tears herself away. ]

See you later.