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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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[Honestly... kids these days.]
I can only assume they're welcome gifts from our captors.
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[That's not at all the same thing but whatever.]
Right, but what do they do? I haven't seen stuff like this before.
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Sure, but most people wouldn't have burns all over them just from something like that. I can heal you, ya know.
[He cannot, but he doesn't know this yet.]
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[Well. That's unexpected.]
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[But as he tries to channel the aer to cast a healing spell... he comes up empty, and frowns.]
... Huh.
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...was something supposed to happen?
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... Yeah. But fer some reason I can't seem ta use my artes.
[Hands up in a "what can you do?" sort of gesture.]
Sorry, guess old Raven's no use to ya after all.
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[She does not know the difference between "artes" and "arts," so she's just kind of wondering what sort of artist 1, heals someone, and 2, just stands there and waits for art to happen.
But regardless, she starts to put the things she's been pulling out of her bag back so she can carry them more easily, then gets up to her feet.]
Your name is Raven, then? Mine is Yona. It's nice to meet you... and thank you for trying to help me.
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Well, even if I can't heal you, we might as well see if we can find some bandages lying around town somewhere for ya. So long as it doesn't hurt ya too much ta walk around.
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[Onward!! There are at least a couple of buildings they can start with... the emporium first, then!]
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[But yes, the emporium. The only place that's open, really. Lets check there!!!
Once inside you really immediately get smacked in the face with the spirit of gift shop tackiness, I'm sure.]
Hm. Kind of a weird store, isn't it.
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[...huh. Yona has never seen a gift shop before in her life, but she supposes it's kind of like the stalls at the markets.]
I don't see anyone who works here...
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[Hmmmm. Yeah. Seems abandoned besides any other people who also woke up here.]
Well, given it wasn't locked up maybe our hosts expect us ta take whatever we need.
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["What the heck is a Terca Lumireis," her face says.]
Well, if they wanted us to pay, they should have been here to greet us.
[It's time to steal EVERYTHING.]
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[It's fine, don't worry about it. We're not there anymore.]
So what's a pretty girl like yerself doin' to get this banged up?
[As he starts sifting through the merchandise looking for something useable.]
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[She's distracted by lanyards. She has never seen one before. Huh. What's it even supposed to do...]
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Well, I'm in no hurry if ya wanna share. 'Bout that or whatever else.
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