Shouyu Hoshi, Hachiashi Haji, Rikutsuchi Miraku
Walking through room [number], the team of three found a plain, albeit useful room. Nine by thirteen feet, from floor to ceiling, the entire space was various shades of simple grey. Not a single window would be found. Instead of plaster, they padded the walls with sound dampening fabric, and if one were bored enough to pull that back, they found themselves surrounded further still by several inches impenetrable steel. The door behind them closed with a soft click and a lock. There would be no way for the group of men to ascertain what when on outside of the room. If there was a chance to back out before, their moment was now long gone.
Centered in the room, four foldable chairs surrounded a square plastic table. For the particularly neurotic types, a blackboard equipped with chalk and erasers was pushed against a wall. Opposite the board, they would see a camera with a blinking red light, letting them know, that big brother Kumo was watching. Finally, an especially thick, steel door stood opposite the entrance equipped with a heavy-duty triple-lock and no handle. “Your time to plan is up when the door opens.” Came a raspy call from the intercom directly above their head.
[You have five days to post as much or as little as you like before the trials begin. Enjoy.]
Walking through room [number], the team of three found a plain, albeit useful room. Nine by thirteen feet, from floor to ceiling, the entire space was various shades of simple grey. Not a single window would be found. Instead of plaster, they padded the walls with sound dampening fabric, and if one were bored enough to pull that back, they found themselves surrounded further still by several inches impenetrable steel. The door behind them closed with a soft click and a lock. There would be no way for the group of men to ascertain what when on outside of the room. If there was a chance to back out before, their moment was now long gone.
Centered in the room, four foldable chairs surrounded a square plastic table. For the particularly neurotic types, a blackboard equipped with chalk and erasers was pushed against a wall. Opposite the board, they would see a camera with a blinking red light, letting them know, that big brother Kumo was watching. Finally, an especially thick, steel door stood opposite the entrance equipped with a heavy-duty triple-lock and no handle. “Your time to plan is up when the door opens.” Came a raspy call from the intercom directly above their head.
[You have five days to post as much or as little as you like before the trials begin. Enjoy.]