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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[arcsplainist]

It means we must needs find what process brought us all here, and if not possible, we put our heads together to come up with our own way.

[ He slips out a weary breath, though, shaking his head. ]

Were it so simple. We have much work ahead of us.

[stillnot]

The waiting sucks. I'm fine with the work, but the waiting...

[ usually 'waiting for opportunity' still has steps for her to take. she sort of - impatiently kicks at the ground a bit. ]

[arcsplainist]

Believe you me, I understand well.

[ Nonetheless, he attempts to give her a reassuring smile. ]

Let us not be discouraged, however. There is a way, whether it be now or later.

[stillnot]

[ she returns the smile easily enough. ]

... So - can I ask where you're from? I get the feeling it's really different from me.

[arcsplainist]

Quite—we do not have swarms of the undead plaguing us, for one.

[ Also: elf. But he wouldn't know those are simply myth in most places.

Alphinaud pauses, briefly. Though he's been in Norvrandt for the past year and some change, and it's become like a second home, ideally, he won't be there for much longer, and so he elects to speak of his true homeland: ]

I come from a land called Eorzea, a region on a star named Hydaelyn.

[stillnot]

Lucky you.

[ she figures living on a 'star' is more likely a language thing than a literal thing?? probably?? but who fucking knows at this point. ]

What's it like?

[arcsplainist]

Hm...

Well, 'tis a vast place, with several large cities and countless other villages, full of all manner of folk. There are ordinary farmers to the bravest of soldiers, adventurers seeking glory and coin, artisans and merchants, the rich and the poor... I could not so easily describe it all in a short amount of time, but it is what I call home, and I would trade naught for it.

[stillnot]

Sounds like how things used to be. Only with more adventurers - I don't know if we really... Had those.

[ and now she is looking him over, trying to figure out what type of person he was in that kind of a world. he talks fancy, so like, are princes a thing? ]