Induction.

[kingmakereffect]

There's a good amount of confusion, and rightfully so. After all, aside from the rules in purple listed on the wall, there isn't much to explain how you got here or why you're here. Don't worry though. It seems like you won't be left to your own devices for very long. There's a brief moment of static - not loud enough to be particularly grating, but enough to let you know that something's about to happen - before a voice addresses all of you from somewhere unseen. "Hello. I hope you all slept well. I was a bit worried after..." It sounds like it's coming from somewhere above you. There doesn't appear to be anything it's coming from, however. There's a brief pause before the voice resumes speaking. "I'm sure you all have a lot of questions for me. I don't mind answering them. Before you ask anything, I'd like you to examine the rules again. They're posted in every room." The voice is masculine, but there isn't anything to note about it otherwise. "I am the Kingmaker. Welcome to the Vault."

[OOC: You can be heard just fine through the PA system, so feel free to ask any questions your little heart desires; brackets are fine, you don't need to use prose!]

Comments

[captainobnoxious]

[Well this is hell in a handbasket. Several of them. Who knew they'd need so many? And the people's reactions are probably all that guy needs too.]

So you're some kind of genius that's put this all together and decided to make one of us royalty, huh?

[Listening to other people's questions works out well, but she's got one of her own.]

That aside, how is it that you did all this, know so much about us, and thought we'd be okay with knowing everyone we cared about was gone?

[For her, that's a sizable amount of people -- her mom, her dad, every brother and sister in arm, the people she'd sworn to protect from the Illness -- and judging from the catch of characters they'd got here it's just the same.]

That's not the one I want answered though. [Though she's seemed easy-going to the people she's talked to, there's a keenness to her that speaks a loud difference.]

I understand taking responsibility more than anyone. Death is an occupational hazard for any of my comrades and I. [It's sad. It's something you grow used to seeing and experiencing.] But why does our surviving group include an overdressed turkey and a good looking tinman?

['Cause lbr Sigrun knows she's good enough to be picked, she's top of the line here, but really. Everyone else is asking the questions she'd want answered anyway let's get this one out of the way.]

[kingmakereffect]

Do you have a problem with your fellow Survivors? Unfortunately, you're stuck with them. Unless you'd prefer to attempt to escape, of course.

[captainobnoxious]

I do, and one of them is a bird. I'd eat that thing for dinner. Easily would feed a table.

[Sorry, your highness.]

... I don't have a huge issue with them, they're just not fit to be soldiers. [Not everyone is. She's crossing her arms now, not even wincing at the pain centering on her left forearm.] The pink guy's fine until you hit the tail, but all that aside...

If we're surviving here, what are we surviving for? This "exercise" sounds like the kind of thing we'd do to train against the monsters in the Silent Lands -- single a few out, mark them as targets, and then "kill" them. Though your drill sounds a little more real than that and has the reward of leaving onto whatever sort of barren land's out there. Are we being trained, or are we being played?

[Honestly, as much as she picked on even those odd guys, she's starting to see these people as ones she needs to protect. Seeing as she has the experience and knows she can.]

[psychoh]

-- Uh, c-could we all just say, very quickly, that none of us are gonna eat each other? [LIKE OF ALL THE CONCERNING THINGS YOU JUST SAID, THAT'S V HIGH ON THE LIST]

[captainobnoxious]

Birds are meant to be eaten. And so is seafood, even if it's a little on the large side. What's the big deal?

[Norman, please. This is logic.]

[psychoh]

They talk! You don't eat things that talk!

[WHY IS THIS SOMETHING THAT NEEDS TO BE SAID...]

[captainobnoxious]

Everything talks in its own way. Cows understand cows, chickens understand chickens, we understand a royal bird...

[It's all straight in her mind.]

[amygdalae]

...they're both sentient?

[aka NO, SIGRUN, WE ARE NOT GONNA EAT THEM.]

[captainobnoxious]

All meat's sentient. That's why it runs away when you try to kill it.

[JUST EAT THE DAMN THINGS]

[psychoh]

Thank you! [WHY IS THIS A DISCUSSION]

[goodforsomething]

Hey, shrimp-guy's alright. [He kinda promised not to eat the shrimp guy.] As for the bird...

...well, we got plenty of rations. Don't need to decide anything right now.

[cherryblooded]

Appreciate the thought.

[Why is this seriously a topic.]

[cherryblooded]

Miss, could you please consider how you would like to be eaten?

[This is an alarming conversation she's having here.]

[kingmakereffect]

That's an interesting question. Unfortunately, the only way to find out is to successfully complete the exercise and leave.

[captainobnoxious]

The other way is just telling us, but you haven't been cooperative enough for that.

[An interesting question still unanswered.]

What's the point of letting us ask questions you won't answer?

[kingmakereffect]

I'm curious to hear your thoughts.

[penduli]

[ ...UM, SIGRUN. ]

He's a quail, not a turkey.

[captainobnoxious]

They're both birds, who cares?

[neverafters]

... The King is hurt.

[captainobnoxious]

[... It's crying...

Yikes.]

... Er... Don't cry. I mean, it's just true. You are a bird.

[neverafters]

But with species... The King does not mind. The King has shed that old image.

Yes, The King thinks it is okay if he is simply "a royal bird". [ SO WHY WERE YOU CRYING??? ]

[penduli]

How would you feel if someone referred to you as something you weren't just because "they're both human"?

[ LIKE DANISH. HOW WOULD YOU FEEL TO BE CALLED DANISH. OR... SWEDISH. FINNISH. ICELANDIC?? something. ]

[captainobnoxious]

A bird's a bird, and birds are supposed to be eaten.

[if the king dies blame sigrun]

[penduli]

[ ........... well ]

You're not wrong there, I guess. Quails are pretty popular food-wise. [ black no.... ] It looks like we've got anything we'd ever want in the kitchen though, so we probably wouldn't have to eat Consc... er, The King.

[bloodisthicker]

...honestly, he seems more like a bird spirit than a normal quail. Even with my ethical qualms about eating something that can speak to us, I really doubt it would be a good idea to eat him.