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

[prismbloom]

Exactly 27 rooms and exactly 27 people. These rules, the profiles with specific information about us. The fact that they claim our worlds have been destroyed... I agree. It's not a coincidence.

[amygdalae]

We can mull over it later.

[aka get together and discuss this shit because boy does Bruce want answers himself.]

[prismbloom]

After we've had time to gather information, if there is any way to.

[amygdalae]

We'll just have to do whatever we can.

[If there's one thing he can be confident of, its his smarts. They can all figure this out together somehow, he's sure.]