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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[reconnective]

Got it. [...you know, that's fine? he totally gets it. sometimes his appearance changes based on circumstances too.] You seem pretty used to it. I don't think I've ever met a centaur, but Phil's a satyr! That's...sort of the same, isn't it?

[antaressnipe]

[-- Hm.

Straightening his human-half suddenly, tapping his chin.

He might have a list of concerns... seeing as satyrs are not exactly child-friendly. But then again, neither are most centaurs.]

A... satyr, you say?

[Spoken carefully]

And what is your relation to this Phil?

[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]

... I see.

[A long pause]

Would you mind telling me about this Hercules?

[reconnective]

[huh. well that's weird, but sora's always happy to talk about his friends so he obliges.]

He's a hero! And he's a friend of ours. I guess his dad's a god but he's not, so Phil trains him a lot, too. We've fought together a few times, too, when Hades was causing a lot of trouble.

[antaressnipe]

... Fascinating.

[No, literally. The centaur's eyes are glued to Sora like he's relaying to him the most riveting tale, and he even leans forward]

This Phil trained Hercules? And Hades is... causing trouble?

[His Greek lore wants to speak to Disney]

Are they Greek, by any chance?

[reconnective]

[he has not thought about the fact that donald would absolutely destroy him right now for breaking the world order.]

Yeah. He tried to take down Olympus with the Titans but we stopped him. [he's very proud of himself.] But I don't know. Maybe? [....no one has ever addressed if they're greek or not.]

[antaressnipe]

[Mmm well this boy just dropped the words "Olympus" and "Titans", so...

Close enough.

The centaur shakes his head in great amusement and stands straight again]

And I should consider you a student of Phil's as well?

[Me @ Sora iTS A TRAP--]

[reconnective]

Hmm...we haven't trained with him in a while and we're real heroes now, but I guess we're students that graduated? [bully him, chiron.]

[antaressnipe]

Ah, splendid. You know how to hold your own in a fight, then.

I'll require a demonstration later.

[bully bully bully bully--]

[reconnective]

[how did they get to this point!!]

Sure. Sounds fun. [he could at least put up a little bit of a fight, but given the way he's perking right up he looks too excited to rise to the occasion.] Are you interested in that kind of stuff?

[antaressnipe]

I was considered a warrior in my time when I wasn't teaching.

[Happily spilling the lore to this bright-eyed, bushy-tailed youth because he might get a sparring match out of this later]

[reconnective]

Really? [it's clear he's interested given the way his eyes widen. tell him more.] Cool...but now you're a teacher so you probably have a lot of students, huh?

[he's like an upgraded phil....]

[antaressnipe]

Yes, I've had many -- trained them until they were proper warriors in their own right, and a few went off to make history for themselves.

[uPGRADED PHIL... laughs in Greek. Archer can't help but find this all very charming]

So if you should need any pointers, do let me know.

[reconnective]

Wow...[he's so impressed, wow. and because sora is sora he looks very pleased by the idea of getting in some extra training.]

Could you really teach me something new? I guess if we're going to be here a while that'd be pretty cool.

[antaressnipe]

Of course. It will depend on what you already know, but we can cover that easily.

[Training regimen... he's got at least ten just buzzing in the corner of his brain]

[reconnective]

Okay! [he's going to regret this later.] But let's keep searching town first and see what we can learn. That should probably be first.