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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[robopriest]

...He's not dead?

[WHY IS THIS WEIRD ANIMAL MAD AT HIM]

Is he lost somewhere, then?

[stillnot]

[ she just shrugs. she doesn't feel like she did anything special in telling him. it's not difficult to talk about her home and she didn't tell any secrets. ]

Don't worry about it.

[ Clementine also starts browsing around, and is just. Visibly in awe of how much food there is? And it's like - fresh, clean food? Not just years old canned stuff??? Oh my God? ]

C

[lionson]

[Hilariously this is a problem Shiro has some experience in, because one of his good friends is a cat the size of a minivan.

He looks to the stairs, then to Chiron.]

Any chance you can jump up to a second floor window, if I go open it for you?

[He doesn't know Chiron's limitations, that's why he's asking.]

[discernments]

[ is her lovely kimono not also blood-stained? ]

I was thinking standing around in drying and dried blood may not be comfortable, but I won't press you.

[ Everyone's allowed their choices if it doesn't involve hurting other people.

but izumo, don't get infected? dying is intense. ]

[misstrust]

I can't say I've found anything regrettable about it! I'd be happy to lend you a page or two.

[ Dorothy, don't encourage people to be capricious. ]

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[arkitect]

Mm... no. That, I believe, is effort best left to someone else.

[He's come to much the same conclusion, and if anyone is to go on the fool's errand of actually trying to reach the place, it certainly isn't going to be him. Any attempts he can observe are just going to be a diversion, or if they're very lucky, something actually useful.]

[robopriest]

Come now, talking to people about religion isn't supposed to be that bad...but I see your point. Anyways, I can't do that. I think even I'd be tired of that.

[Shrugs! Oh well!]

[axecessory]

[ Mob! What have you done! (It's still her fault.)

She gasps a little, startled. ]

Oh, sorry! [ She sounds contrite for real, but winces as the keychains scatter to the ground, neat alphabetized order demolished. ] Eesh... what a mess...

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[siblingless]

[Usagi... Your tech savvy... She startles a little, but makes no move to put any sort of distance between them. With a small nod:]

Not only that, but seeing this... How did they get their hands on our names and personal information? The majority of this isn't publicly available.

[riegan]

Maybe another day, then. (Not one to just sit around and do nothing either, Claude will come over to offer a hand,) Here, let me help.

You can call me Claude. Let me guess... you also just woke up here?

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[lionson]

[Mob you pure-hearted kid. Shiro can take one look at him and go 'ah. this kid probably gets bullied a lot.'

Time to step up and help him.]

I think whoever runs the register is on their break. How about we leave a note about what you're buying, and you can leave the money and the note behind for them to deal with when they're back.

[lecarre]

Please, don't apologize! I just, um... I wasn't certain if you intended on dropping it or not.

[...cLEARS HER THROAT.]

I know that it's incredibly uncouth and embarrassing.

[dianxias]

Oh!

[ how convenient. xie lian watches, scrolling through the pictures, and sure enough, there's his face. his eyes briefly scan the profile text... why is that of all things floating above his head... hm.

well, deciding to also just ignore that, he skims back through the profiles, even past his san lang (!) (good, he was wondering), and finds a face matching the one in front of him. ]

This is you, yes? Hansa Cervantes... what an interesting name. This is quite convenient, if a bit of a strange way to meet another person. [ ... ] "Kicking ass in the name of the Lord..."?

[heartablaze]

Mm... No, you can go ahead if you really wanna. [She'll even roll up her sleeves for him, look at that. The slashes are all over the place, not quite to the cut of any sort of blade or claw, but still deep enough that, were she not magically bleeding how she should be in this case, she might be in trouble.

She'll wince at the touch to open wounds, letting her fists wring tight.]

Chijin-san, what kind of place do you come from? To not know about having water indoors... if you're from somewhere on my world, it's somewhere far away, I think.

[reconnective]

He's in charge of the games at the coliseum, but he also trained us for a little while before we met Hercules. [a very simple answer here.]

[antaressnipe]

-- Ah.

[Never mind.

She stunned him, after all.

How does a gentleman respond to this? Neither Apollo or Artemis prepared him.]

I am flattered, certainly, though I...

[Whew, he is folding his arms behind his back and trying not to look out of sorts, though given how his legs twitch, like his hooves don't know whether to be still or run--]

I'm sure there are more suitable... partners -- unless you are merely curious as to how I life my life, of course, and have more questions. And there is the matter of our current capture...

[Trying to gently steer this ship in the right direction]

[supremity]

[ Hua Cheng clicks his tongue softly, putting the PHS away in the inner breast of his robes. ]

No, otherwise I would have waltzed out by now. As would, I expect, most people here if even a portion of the information here is anything to go by.

[soulus]

Yes. I specialize in soul collection.

That's the third question.

[She's racking up her debt. Yee-haw.]

[soulus]

Impressive. You got it.

[Too bad Hansa's applying it to the wrong creature here. Anyway, that still puts him at way over a century.]

[evocationary]

Yeah. [ just making a cooking death pact here. ]

I don't have the time to make you it since it's a like, seven hour affair sort of deal, but sometime I'll try it out.

[reconnective]

It's not a big deal. It should be something you can enjoy, too. [he's wracking through his memory for recipes...] Do you like fruit?

[moondumplings]

[ ji-san your technology ]

Mm, mm!

[ she can't say anything more than that because hell if she knows anything more. you're lucky she knows how to turn the thing on properly ]

So I think we'd be okay! [ a beat ] And I sure am feeling hungry......

[stillnot]

[ she frowns. ]

I guess if that theory is true, you don't sound quite as crazy...

[axecessory]

[ Mm, she does want something else, but she looks around for a moment before she frowns minutely. Just a little downturn of the lips—not enough to look ugly. ]

Sorry, I'm not really sure how to use anything like that...

[laid]

Sure. That was what I was offerin' in the first place.

[But as he tries to channel the aer to cast a healing spell... he comes up empty, and frowns.]

... Huh.