week 0, monday

[reapertoire]

#REAPER MEET UP

At 7am on Monday, all of you have been abruptly woken up by being transported to a dark alley. Wait. Are there even dark alleys here? Where are you. What is with the music? Before you can question it too much, out of the darkness steps... The Host. All four feet and pissed off attitude of him. He's got his hands in his hoodie pocket as he nonchalantly addresses you: "Reapers. Like you know, you've been volunteered by your respective Composers to participate in this Game. Say hi. We'll be in contact at this time every week to give you your orders. Special orders have already been given for the week, so... fucking chill, I guess." game info ☠ setting ☠ statuses ☠ ic profiles private conversations ☠ murder proposals ☠ money full nav

Comments

[concertmaster]

Something about "unfair advantage". Kill a Player with a Noise and you don't leave anything for them to play Guess Who, which is the entire point of this hide and seek bullshit.

[deductionary]

Haaah.

[ sulks! like that makes sense but also, why. ]

Are you restricted from giving us additional help should we need it? [ it's sharper, his tone. ] Whether involving Erasing other players or any other matters related to the Game?

[concertmaster]

Once things are set in motion, you'll be able to ask for anything that helps you Erase Players. The rest of the Game? You're the same level as Players. You're trying to blend in and everything.