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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[siblingless]

[don't stare yoshizawa don't stare don't stare don't stare don't



it's too late she's already staring.]

Um...

[Oh, god. Why is she talking? She opens her mouth. Closes it. Opens it again. Casts the stairs a curious glance.]

Is something wrong with the stairs?

[What have they done to offend you, sir.]

[antaressnipe]

[Honestly, the fact that she tries not to stare at all is worthy of an amused glance her way. He answers her as if nothing is wrong here.

Centaurs are a common sight in every world. Really.]

Not at all. I'm sure their construction is sound.

[Ha]

However, I will not be able to come back down once I go up... at least not gracefully.

[siblingless]

Oh! Because of your...

[Upper body situation? She trails off before completing that sentence, frowning. Would that be an inappropriate thing to say? A mystery.]

Well, that's no good. If we don't find our way back today, then where will you sleep?

[antaressnipe]

[Oh it's fine, he catches on to what she means, and fills in the blanks with a faint grin]

I cannot shift my weight in the way a human could if they were walking down stairs, and so I'd topple over.

[Which would be funny if not for the fact he has enough girth to potentially injury himself. Horse bodies are terrible]

And most likely the forest... of course, any building that I have access to is an option, but I prefer the outdoors.

[siblingless]

[Please do not injure yourself. She just looks even more concerned at the prospect of watching him topple over.]

... I guess it's fine as long as you prefer it. But is it really okay? I'm sure we could at least bring part of your bed to you if we tried.

["We" because this is a group effort between her and another poor chump with two legs, maybe.]

[antaressnipe]

[Roping someone into doing her bidding? He appreciates the hustle]

No, that won't be necessary either. I'd be shocked if the bedding were large enough for me.

[his manner is so mild, it doesn't seem to bother him in the slightest]

It might seem a little... archaic, but finding some straw would suffice. If not, I've slept on worse than the ground.