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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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I need to confirm it's him first, but if it is him, Archer can be trusted as a doctor.
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... Oh!
Um. [ wow how to this without being rude? ] Very polite? Very tall? [ ... ] Has, uh... four legs?
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[ Jeanne is surprised. ]
He is in that form here? Perhaps?
[ She pauses. ]
How tall is very tell?
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[ wow archer. that would've solved the stairs issue immediately. ]
Um. [ she makes some motions with her hands -- measuring motions. she even goes on tippy toe. ] Way-more-than-a-foot-taller-than-me tall?
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[ So many people can be an Archer, after all. ]
But... I suppose if we're without our abilities, it'd be difficult to not be a horse, if he arrived here as a horse.
[ She knows Chiron is a centaur, but she isn't about to reveal True Names just yet. ]
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He arrived here as a horse. Definitely.
[ THAT MAN IS PART HORSE, M'LADY. ]
...
I mean, assuming it is the same person. But you'll probably run into him sooner or later.
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[ She's a little concerned. If she's unused to centaurs... ]
Were you afraid?
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[ She puts a fist under her chin in thought. ]
Is he the strangest one you've seen?
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There's a ... boy? I think he's a boy. He sounds too young to be an adult. Um. There's a boy wearing a suit of armour as well.
He seems pretty sweet though.
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Is... he also boy-sized? But if he's sweet, there's no harm in his choice of what to wear. The upkeep must be a big undertaking, though, if that's all he has here.
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