WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL

[retellers]

WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL (43 remain) Whatever each character was doing—chatting with friends, going to bed, saving the world—ceases. In fact, it's likely nothing more than a groggy memory now, as they open their eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. Apparently, they took a nap right in the middle of a small town, plopped outside on the paved road. Ow? Oh, but it looks like they've been given a goodie bag. Everyone likes gifts, right? Inside, it contains: - a single random one of the following headbands and sparklers - packets of tea - one unlabeled pill - a rock that resembles the galaxy - if they're of age, a mini bottle of alcohol; if they're underage, a can of Mountain D*w Baja Blast instead - a singular condom - a single random one of these pillows (how did this fit?) - a handheld device Should they boot up the device, the screen helpfully informs them that it's a Participant Help System (PHS). Not much on it, but it does have a few apps, including a memo one for taking notes. There's also a messaging system, though it's only capable of receiving messages, not sending any. As a matter of fact, there's an alert for a new message already. Maybe it'll explain what's going on. Good evening, everyone. Uh, how are we sure they’re arriving in the evening? Just say “hello”! Or “greetings”! Greetings is fancy, right? Oh that’s true. Greetings, everyone. That’s better? Yes! Except maybe we take out the that’s better part in the final version. Will do! We’re sorry that we’re not here jklk oh no how do i erase what i wrote. Where is the question mark. Help press backspace. What is a backspace it’s written on the keyboard. Do you even know how to read? right now. There are a lot of things happening that’s so vague? Could we maybe TRY to not be ominous, guys??, It’s going to be ominous no matter what we say, so who cares so we need time to best prepare for you all. We will greet you properly soon, so please make yourselves at home! There are a lot of places to explore, and the kitchen has a lot of delicious food. Please don’t be shy, but also, don’t damage anything. It’s a little inconvenient. They’re going to do it just because you sound so fucking whiny. I’m sorry oh this is how you write somewhere else. Please do not fight or do. We don’t control your life choices. No please do not fight how do i make an exclamation mark maybe we should’ve gotten someone else to write the draft of the message? No offense. I’m sorry Sorry stop apologizing. No one else volunteered. Maybe we’ll luck out and none of them know how to read Thank you for your time! We’ll see you soon. Also, we promise you haven’t been kidnapped or anything! Oh dear. I don’t know if this is going to be edited, so if it isn’t, then I do apologize to the participants for our lack of organization. We’re doing our best! Probably. Er, what? Unfortunately, it seems as though that's the only info they're given for now. In the meantime, why not explore the surrounding area? A number of buildings are locked, and the Planetarium appears to be closed, but there's enough to keep the characters occupied for a day or two. They might even want to get to know their fellow "participants" better, while they're at it.

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[siblingless]

[SHAKING HER HEAD? NO????]

N-Nothing like that is going to happen! There's no way! [Sharon, please. Her heart already belongs to a guy who rejected her.] I won't be bitten by a snake!

[This metaphor is going places.]

[horologia]

[ she's a little surprised by the amount of help she's gotten, admittedly. on one hand it's... nice, that they're willing to assist, on the other... regardless of what people say, she's still imposing, isn't she? ]

Well, there's two things I wanted to ask, really. The first... have you been by the inn yet?

[sacredchants]

[ here you go!! ]

[axecessory]

[ Well, if he really doesn't have a preference— ]

Okay, let's go with Mob, it's cuter. [ and shorter ] Mobby... Moblet.

[ The possibilities are endless. She picks up one of the fallen nametags with her own name on it. ]

You can call me Hilda.

[lecarre]

[She just shakes her head, a faint frown on her face.]

Not at all... I just woke up here. It sounds as though everyone is in the same situation, aren't they...?

It is a little frightening for everyone to be so confused and uncertain.

[riegan]

Maybe you just haven't met the right ones.

(There's plenty of nobles out there! There's gotta be a 1 in something chance someone out there has changed.)

Anyway, 800... that's old. Like, really old. (Super old. ) No ordinary human could live that long and that's assuming they're human in the first place.

(Explain? Maybe?)

[maidforservice]

[THIS METAPHOR SURE IS GOING PLACES??? anyway, she giggles a bit, clearly delighted by how flustered poor Yoshizawa is]

Oh my, I assure you I'm only teasing. Your reactions are even more delightful than Lady Alisa's.

[twitter]

It's connected!

[uhhhmagic]

Oh, it's bad, my dude. Merle sometimes just opens his mouth, Dan this, Dan that, I instantly tune him out. Who cares about Dan! That guy's the fucking worst.

[suddenlybees]

Huh. Okay, yeah. Like this?

[ Don't know about "winning," but Kano smiles sure are bright and cheerful. Lots and lots of practice went into these smiles. ]

Am I doing it right? Lemme see yours, gimme an example~

[pulsecannon]

[ Uh huh. ]

The Smac-A-Mole looks tempting. Nothing like hitting something to get out your frustrations.

[twitter]

I'm Hajime!

[ she has a surname she just never uses it ]

Let's be friends.

[exercisms]

[Nod. Nod.]

Normally I can sense other ESPers, too, but it isn't working either.

[misstrust]

Sounds like the ideal father.

[ And she idly waves her hand. ]

Well, I'll leave you and your new friends to it for now.

[exercisms]

Oh. You want help looking for it?

[Okay, calming down a little.]

I can do that. What is it?

[laid]

There's plenty of other people in the guild, sure, but there was a lot of stuff that the Don didn't trust anyone else with but me.
[Well, there's a few hints as to what exactly his job is?]

RUNS AT

[pulsecannon]

[ That takes her by surprise for a moment. ]

Huh. At least you look pretty normal. You aren't a pervert or anything, right?

[pulsecannon]

[ why is she patting her chest ]

Is that where you normally stash your stuff?

[riegan]

(I just want to note for everyone who was judging Claude for stealing from Pikachu that hE'S BEING GIVEN THE TEA WILLINGLY)

Thanks.

(Why is he talking to a giant yellow hamster.)

I guess you won't really be needing these...

(Just going to pick those up!!)

You know, you're pretty cute. What are you? Some sort of native creature to this land?

(Also glancing around.... where's the booze, Pikachu.)

[pikaffeine]

[ wow... what if he waddles closer to look at it. it's an impressive and disturbing lower half, after all. a centaur is a weirder looking pokemon than even a mr mime, incredible. also he can talk.

maybe this is the result of science gone wrong. anywho: ]

Pikachu! [ that's what HE is. and who he is. is this guy's name centaur? it's probably centaur. ]

[suddenlybees]

Oh! Are you good at making tea? I've got some bags—

[ He pulls a couple out of his pocket, slightly damp and coated with blood. Al, you're science, you can wash off blood with cold water and steep the tea in hot water and everything is okay right ]

[horologia]

[ just this face

ok but also ]

Oh, thank you- um. [ wait. ]

I haven't asked your name yet, have I...?

[sacredchants]

[ for siz!! ]

[pulsecannon]

Is there anyone who actually has an answer or anything that'll help?

[ She's going to hop up to her feet while she talks. ]

[lecarre]

[... :(]

It sounds as though it's difficult somehow instead.