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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[bisouled]

[ the frog pillow hits Fiora like a brick wall - as in, Fiora's the brick wall and the frog is an unfortunate bird. She barely stumbles back, catching it as best she can. ]

-- Woah! Hey! Don't just throw things around like that! You'll take someone's eye out.

[ she's frowning at him over the top of the frog plush even as she holds it back out to him, safely clutched in her metallic fingers. ]

[exercisms]

Well, now I know, so I'll be less of a target. Thank you.

[dawnblushed]

[Well, in that case...]

How much would it cost to pet your friend down there?

[evocationary]

[ that's my goal tbh ]

Red, bud. [ she's so amused. ] You don't know what a tomato is?

[supremity]

[ Some dumb bitch probably isn't the only one, there's just a bastard that needs to know literally everything about everything. He just turns his device around for Sora to see, well, himself. ]

Among other things. But you aren't the only one with information like this, so it looks like it's collected it on all of us.

[dianxias]

...well, I couldn't get it open, so...


[ so that was his first thought ]

[dawnblushed]

That wouldn't be fair. Not everyone can use magic.

[yona, you guys got kidnapped, nothing about this is fair.]

[lecarre]

I'm afraid not... last I recall, I was headed to class, so it was quite strange to suddenly wake up.

[Into the kitchen with them. Ange is familiar enough with the basic kitchen layout to be able to find a glass, and her world is steampunk-y enough for her to be able to use the water, though she marvels for a moment at how clean it is.

Then she offers said glass to Yona.]

Please, drink up. If this does not soothe your throat, I am a decent hand at brewing tea as well...!

[recrowns]

Eh? But you just said you'd answer—

[stillnot]

Honestly? Outdated stuff is some of the most reliable.

[ No electricity for technology anymore, and you can't always rely on finding antibiotics or modern medicine. ]

And walkers... [ Hrm. ] They're monsters.

don't vore me bro

[arcsplainist]

[ Fiora, on the other hand, is quite the unusual appearing young lady—which is saying a lot, given the many different kinds of peoples Alphinaud comes across. But he gives her a cursory glance at best—it would be rude to stare, much as he'd like to figure out what is that... suit?—and turns his attention back to the items on the shelf. ]

Aye, I quite agree. 'Tis all as foreign to me as I wager it is for you.

[ But hey, at least he isn't the only one finding this weird. ]

And a bit excessive. I do wonder what sorts of people come here to shop.

[robopriest]

[He chuckles at that.]

No, actually. I love my job. It's a lot harder than it looks, though.

[dawnblushed]

Oh, my throat is just a little sore.

[that doesn't explain the burns on her hands or the fact that her clothing is singed but whatever.]

I'll be okay after a little while. But some water would be nice.

[lecarre]

It was in my bag, yes...

[...]

It is quite frightening to think that it might be poison, but...

[... She just carefully puts it back.]

Perhaps I will drink it if I end up desperate. I shouldn't risk it.

[recrowns]

Monsters...? Of what nature?

[oh hm - ]

And what do you like to eat? Do you have a favorite food?

[yamantaka]

And if they're not there, we can grab a snack!

[misstrust]

[ ... Is she a princess, that sounds like a very princess-like thing to say-- ]

Participants... that would usually mean something like a game, wouldn't it? Or a competition of sorts.

[soulus]

[Said friend peers up at Yona, cocking its head silently.]

How much do you have?

[lecarre]

[Alive and in one piece and Ange looks amazed she's immediately getting back up.]

You... must be incredibly tough, miss.

That was quite the flight you took.

[exercisms]

[He seems like he considers that for a long time before responding.]

. . . Maybe you're right. I don't think I have time to wait around. We'd better find out what we can.

[dawnblushed]

[No hold on Yona is just staring in shock at running water.]

How...?

[misstrust]

Good sir, your sarcasm might be showing.

[stillnot]

Well, yeah. It's dangerous not to know how.

[uhhhmagic]

I know! What the fuck— you think they’re just here and lost somewhere? I mean, we did leave Merle in that bathroom at Denny’s once. Didn’t really look or anything.

[Hm. Wow. Rude, Taako.]

OH BOY

[laid]

[Hmmm he really wishes she wouldn't make that sort of face, and unfortunately, he doesn't think his answer is going to help;]

'fraid im in the same boat as you are, little lady. Still, if ya ask me, there ain't much use worrying over things you can do nothing about.
[Thus; lying in the grass.]