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]

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.]

[psychoh]

A-And none of them eat each other, do they? [don't tell him otherwise]

There's plenty... There's more than enough food in the kitchen for everyone. We don't need to go all, all Donner Party on the first day...

[captainobnoxious]

Fair's fair. I'm just throwing the idea in the air.

[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]

[amygdalae]

[N O]

I think this is a bit more than that.

[captainobnoxious]

I'm getting the idea that none of you fancy the idea of something happening to the everything in there and us being forced to eat each other for survival.

[psychoh]

Thank you! [WHY IS THIS A DISCUSSION]

[amygdalae]

[BECAUSE SOMEBODY THINKS ITS WORTH MAKING IT ONE, APPARENTLY.]

[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.]

[goodforsomething]

You got it, buddy.

[Not eating you. Clearly this is a friendship for the ages.]

[cherryblooded]

[Everybody's gotta start somewhere, and that's better than the inverse.]

[cherryblooded]

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

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

[captainobnoxious]

I'm food for something. Whether it's a beast, a troll, or an animal that's stronger than me, if I die and get munched on that's how it is.

It won't happen because I'll kill whatever it is first, but it's a possibility.

[cherryblooded]

Well, at least you're not hypocritical.

[Still alarming.]

Would prefer not to be eaten any time soon, if it's all the same to you.

[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.

[captainobnoxious]

Then shouldn't you be asking us questions?

[kingmakereffect]

I could, if you'd like. But that's better saved for a later time, don't you think?