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redactable2020-09-18 10:12 am
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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
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:
- 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 theyāre arriving in the evening? Just say āhelloā! Or āgreetingsā! Greetings is fancy, right? Oh thatās true. Greetings, everyone. Thatās better? Yes! Except maybe we take out the thatās better part in the final version. Will do! 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. |
NAVIGATION locations āĖ. statuses *+:ļ½” ic profiles :āo ic rules dļ¾ļ¾ļ½„ļ½” audience requests murder proposals ļ½”ā§o private conversations dļ¾oļ½” curfew dļ¾ā§ memories |

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According to the message, we'll be finding out soon.
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A message?
[ what's a phone ]
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Alphinaud shifts around the pig pillow in his arms to more easily shift inside the bag again. ]
I have not, no. Though I have taken a look, of course, I cannot easily guess what every item within is.
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This device contains a message from our hosts.
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[ Well, at least it isn't a difficult find. Alphinaud pulls it out. ]
If you don't mind my asking, how does this work?
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[On his own device, he demonstrates how to get the message to appear.]
Follow my motions. Once you have a grasp of the basics, navigating it should be simple.
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[ It isn't as quick, but Alphinaud mimics him, eventually getting said message pulled up. ]
—Ah! This is it?
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Yes.
[The message itself may be a touch incoherent, but Alphinaud seems clever enough to discern one voice from the other, so Rufus doesn't mention it. Best to give Alphinaud time to read in silence.]
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Anyhow! Alphinaud does in fact take the time to read, but the more he does, the deeper his frown becomes. And then: ]
... Well then. This has left me at a loss for words.
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[Strong words, actually.]
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[ Who. Wrote this??? ]
I find it difficult to be angered by these words when it appears that a mere fool or two were the ones to leave this for us.
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As of now, we happen to be at the mercy of those fools.
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[ s i g h ]
Mayhap I shall ready myself for the worst; it goes without saying that my confidence in these people is not high.
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Then we have no choice but to rely only on ourselves. Though we know not where we are, is there anything else we do know?
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[He eyes Alphinaud. Pay up.]
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... If there is a risk to approaching the barrier, I would quite like to know ahead of time.
[ That's the impression he's getting from this... ]
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