WEEK 2

[bathymetric]

So far, good news! You've managed to avoid killing! A week has passed in the facility, but how many more are there to go until one of you tries out Rule Seven? I mean.... we know, but.

No new areas just yet, it remains you guys and yours here for now. Well, and Angel, but again - you don't exactly see her unless you want to. It's more than a little lonely... maybe someone ought to shake things up.



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[ ooc: Welcome to Week 2, your first case week! Remember to turn in regains here, your AC for last week here, and if you like, come visit Angel's office hours here!

Comments

[emberserker]

A what. Why. Why does that exist and why is it here?

[fivestagegod]

I'm sure it has its reasons.

[Leeches work in mysterious ways.]

So what did you pull out the machine that's got you all upset? I figure you wouldn't be asking if it was nothing.

[emberserker]

I just wanted to know if it's just me getting a mix of my own possessions and useless rubbish, and apparently it's not. Also, they've got weapons in there, I'm sure you've noticed.

[fivestagegod]

I've gotten a few of the weapons, yeah. And some things that...

[...]

I hesitate to call them mine, but I get the significance of, I guess.

[emberserker]

Either he wants to hurry it along or he simply likes pointing and laughing at the chaos.

[fivestagegod]

So why haven't you killed anyone? As a serious question, not trying to mess with you. If what you're doing back home is so important, I'd think you'd just go on ahead.

[emberserker]

[A small noise escapes Anna, but she just stares in the direction of the TV. Reasons, excuses rise up, but she can't give voice to any of them.]

Why...? It's the only thing that matters, isn't it? Hasn't that been...

[fivestagegod]

[...Oh, fuck, okay.]

Look, if you're considering but don't want to do it, I get it. But sometimes I forget that that's sort of a messed up thing to ask a kid. The place I'm from isn't really known for being nice or having a whole lot of tact.

[emberserker]

It's not that. It can't be.

[Anna shuts her eyes, slowly brings herself back. She doesn't follow up on it, though, instead shaking her head.]

Angel says whoever lives through this can be sent back to the instant they were taken. Not that I give her words much weight, but I'm sure you'll find it interesting.

[fivestagegod]

...Seems like the sort of thing that would interest you before me.

[Just saying.]

[emberserker]

You said you wanted information, didn't you? That's about the most relevant thing I've got. That's all.

[fivestagegod]

...Yeah.

[...]

It's...interesting, I guess. I don't know how much I want to put any stock in that, and it's not something I'm exactly jumping to take advantage of. But I can see where that'd be good to know.

[emberserker]

It's not like his machines haven't already done impossible things. But of course it's not something to rely on. I doubt Angel knows much of anything beyond what he feeds her, honestly.

[fivestagegod]

She had to ask him a couple of things when I was in there. For the answer to one of the questions I asked her, and whether telling me something else was "too much information" or not.

[emberserker]

Like how he let her give the year, but not the date. Whatever relevance that's got.

[fivestagegod]

Yeah, something like that.