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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[antaressnipe]

I agree.

[Spoken slowly, after he glances at the sky and then down at his hand, once again bemused, but...

Well. Thoughts for another time. He folds an arm behind his back while the other holds that goodie bag. It's fine. His top half is decked out leather armor, this doesn't look out-of-place at all]

Well, as I'm certain we have much to discuss, will you walk with me? I've yet to explore every inch of this place.

[evocationary]

Big Bad Evil Guy. You know, the final boss? The, uh, the dude or lady that you have to face off against before getting your happy ending.

one

[reconnective]

[hello elf friend...sora's here with the heart-headband on his head and a cat pillow under his arm, the other contents of his bag probably in his oversized pockets. he shakes his head as an answer though.]

Nope, sorry. I'm trying to find someone who lives here myself but no luck yet. [and then, because it seems like alphinaud's just as lost:] Wanna look together?

two

[robopriest]

Sure.

[Says this priest who just walked in here. He doesn't even seem? Surprised? By the glasses?? Or the look?? In fact he just nods like he kind of approves???]

What's on the menu?

[recrowns]

I'm from the country of Kouka. It's a rather small country, though there have been a few wars at our borders lately...

And you?

[stillnot]

You want a fucking list?

[ Vindictively swearing more because she was told not to... Rude... ]

I don't know where I am and they took my weapons. To start.

[soulus]

[The verdict has been passed. That also confirms something for him.]

Yes.

These data appear to tell the truth.

[supremity]

I haven't found one yet, personally, but if not there's always improvisation.

[ Spoken like a true murderer in a murdergame there, my dude, calm down. It's only day one.

But then he blinks, and - barks out a laugh, amused and surprised. ]

Well, I'm not the oldest that I saw from the people in that list, but I'll take the compliment regardless.

[dianxias]

[ he's practically sparkling. ]

Would you mind? I would be very grateful!

[pikaffeine]

Pipipi!!!!

[ ohhhh it's out. it's out! it is FREE. it's. he has no idea what this is. some kind of horribly shaped lilipup? well. pikachu throws it down and immediately attempts to climb into the bag to see if he cannot uncover more secrets ]

[discernments]

I have to go back to where I was as well. I was fighting someone who must be stopped.

[ She smiles. ]

I have to ensure the future of those who still live. Shall we both try to find a way back?

[recrowns]

'All it means'.... and yet it means to sound rather impressive.

[he tilts his head and offers a smile]

As we're friends, would you mind telling me more about it?

[as they wander off into the forest]

[antaressnipe]

Money has little interest to me anyway, so I'll offer my thoughts for free.

[Spoken with vague amusement]

I'm certain I've never seen this color on a horse or a centaur, is all. The creator took quite a few liberties, it seems.

[reconnective]

They're kind of cool though...[he's turning to find a matching pair, but in a slightly different shade of pink. on they go!] If you squint you can sort of still see where you're going.

[stillnot]

I was with someone. I want to know where he is.

one

[riegan]

Yeah?

(Leaning back just a little so this keychain isn't right in his hecking face. Also so he can get a better look at the name,)

Guess it's your lucky day, uh... Lup, is it?

(Loop???)

[moondumplings]

[ oh, someone who actually humors her. terrible ]

Itty bitty tiny feet...! But they're so fluffy and they live on the ice so anything else would make them slide out to the ocean!

[ nods ]

[pikaffeine]

[ he is climbing straight into it and taking out the last few items-- the rock, and the pill. he throws the rock down and sniffs the pill curiously... ]

Piii...

[misstrust]

I am-- they're one of the more popular methods in the Kingdom when it comes to travel.

... It's admittedly strange to see a station so empty.

[twitter]

[ she nods her head. ]

I was also with someone... it's very weird that they're not here with me.

[antaressnipe]

[And he has the nerve to look vaguely surprised by this offer, head swiveling to look (down) at her for a moment]

A blanket?

[Hm]

The offer is appreciated, but I'll be alright. The weather is fairly temperate here.

[evocationary]

[ wheezes ]

Hell yeah you can eat. What sounds good? Curried roasted eggplant with smoked cardamom and coconut milk? Mushroom asiago? Maybe ricotta gnocchi, I'm in a pasta mood...

[ she mumbles this to herself as she goes through the pantry. ]

[papasha]

[Both brows lift slightly at London.]

I'm afraid I don't. To me, it seems a little dated. I know London. Do you know what year it is for you?

[reconnective]

Oh! Sure! [...can he combine them? little chef didn't really teach him how to do that but he can probably figure it out!] I should have it ready in a sec.

[and off he goes starting to make the souffle first since that's more delicate. caaaarefully cracking open the eggs, he seems to be concentrating hard even as he continues to talk.]

Do you know what's going on here? Everybody I've talked to so far seems just as lost as I am.

[stillnot]

... Georgia.

[ Hm. ]