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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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[Into the kitchen with them. Ange is familiar enough with the basic kitchen layout to be able to find a glass, and her world is steampunk-y enough for her to be able to use the water, though she marvels for a moment at how clean it is.
Then she offers said glass to Yona.]
Please, drink up. If this does not soothe your throat, I am a decent hand at brewing tea as well...!
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How...?
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It... is amazingly clean water, right? I was also amazed...!
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[She gestures vaguely at the sink.]
Is it connected to a well, somehow?
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Miss... you must be from far out in the countryside to have not yet seen plumbing.
[WHAT TROUBLES YONA MUST HAVE BEEN THROUGH ALL HER LIFE...]
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I... grew up in the capital, actually?
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Ange notices the burns only after the wincing, letting go of Yona's hands immediately.]
You grew up in London...? And yet you haven't seen plumbing...
[What a life Yona must've led... Anyway, she turns the water back on.]
Here, the water is cool. It should soothe the burns on your hands a little.
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[She shoves her hands under the water, but.]
What is London? I grew up in Kuuto.
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Where is Kuuto...? Is it foreign?
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[...]
Are you not from Kouka...?
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I'm from the Kingdom of Albion.
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Is it near Kai Empire? ...or Sei, or Xing?
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Those are... I'm sorry, I've never heard of them before. They sound quite foreign to me.
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[???]
But in that case... I already didn't recognize this town, but where are we?
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[... NOW....]
... Now it is almost daunting to try to imagine...
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[She reaches over to pat Ange on the shoulder. There, there.]
It's okay. There are a lot of us here - we can all work together to find a way back to where we came from.
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Miss Yona, you are in the same situation as me--and injured at that, and yet it seems you are always comforting me already.
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[Is this the start of a friendship? Yona hopes so.]
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Ange laughs a little sheepishly at that, rubbing the back of her head.]
I suppose we could easily go in circles like this, huh...? Maybe it is fine to just say we can look out for each other as best we are able.
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She's smiling, though.]
That sounds good to me.
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Ange reaches for the glass again.]
And here I am, constantly forgetting and having you speak anyway. Miss Yona, please rest and sip your water.
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And then remembers she's not supposed to be talking. With a smile and a brief nod of her head, she sips at the water a little more.]
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Ange nods firmly, satisfied.]
If you don't mind, I will keep you company for a little while. Just so you are not left alone.
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I don't mind.
[...oops.]
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Miss Yona! Shhh, rest your throat now!
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