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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[papasha]

[He offers a playful look of confusion and hurt.]

Don't I? The Bahamas are wonderful. The air is warm, the water is blue, and there are beautiful Bahamian women everywhere.

[i forgot he was saying this in a heart headband]

[evocationary]

[ it is ridiculous. he's so tall and the hearts are tiny. ]

I just mean you seem more like, I don't know - a whiskey and library sort of guy, that's all I'm saying. [ she adjusts her stupid sunglasses. ] There's still plenty of pretty women here, at least.

[papasha]

[Sometimes it isn't the size of the ship, it's the motion of the ocean. 😔]

Yes, I'm speaking to one right now. [i hate this] I prefer a nice wine, but I do enjoy a good library.

You know me so well already.

[evocationary]

[ STOP I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT BLANCA'S MOTION ]

Hah. Charming. [ she pushes her stupid glasses up to rest on her head. ] So how many girls have you flattered exactly like this today, huh? Gimme a ballpark figure.

[papasha]

[Don't look at him better, stop that. He again feigns surprise at this accusation.]

Two. Though I believe Miss Dorothy spent more time flattering me than the other way around. So that leaves only you.

[evocationary]

[ she preens. ]

Damn straight. [ lup, please. she starts flicking through the sunglasses display. ] I'll take your figure.

[papasha]

[NO, DON'T PREEN, LUP.]

I am glad to comply. What happens if the figure changes later?

[He reaches over her to take a pair of sunglasses, which he hands to her afterward.]

[evocationary]

Oh shit, sweet gamer glasses, hell yeah. [ she immediately puts them on. her horrible hand sunglasses are on her head still. ]

And uh - we'll burn that bridge when we get to it, hm?

[papasha]

[Both brows raise. LUP?]

Should I be concerned you would burn it rather than cross it? [He nods about the glasses though.] Somehow, they are fitting.

[evocationary]

What? Oh. Shoot. Darn it. Got that saying wrong again. Rats.

[ she says this in the flattest tone ever. ] Everything is fitting on me, bud.

[papasha]

[He smiles and holds up both hands in surrender.]

I think it's you who makes everything more fitting, not the other way around, Miss Taako.

[evocationary]

[ i fucking forgot she introduced herself as taako ]

Oh, stop. [ she says, in the tone of someone who does not want the compliments to stop. ] Try these on, tall, dork and handsome.

[ and she hands him these. ]

[papasha]

[this is punishment for your hubris]

As you wish. [He trades out the clown shades for the fuck ones.] Are you trying to make me into a "bad boy"?

[They look fucking ridiculous.]

[evocationary]

Is that you admitting you're not one? [ she asks, grinning at the two birds being flipped at her. ]

I guess bad boys don't go to the library.

[papasha]

[He really doesn't at all look like the "FUCK YOU" type in the slightest, very funny. He pulls them off because they're heavy, but smiles pleasantly.]

You would be surprised by just how many you may find there.

[evocationary]

[ there's a pause. hm, stop staring, lup. ]

Seeing as I've never stepped foot in a library because I'm not a nerd, I wouldn't know. [ she says, abruptly, but it's more teasing than anything. she hurriedly puts the fuck you glasses back. ]

So, uh. Any ideas as to why we're here?

[papasha]

The only thing better than being with a good book is being with a good woman.

[If he notices, or minds the staring, he doesn't say. He just smiles, not bothered by the teasing either.]

I was hoping perhaps you could tell me.

[evocationary]

[ wheezes she just NYOOMS right past that ]

Nope! Haven't got a single clue, inkling or thought. [ no thoughts head empty ] By all accounts, I shouldn't even be in this body.

[papasha]

[Come on, Lup, tell him literally ANYTHING useful here.]

Oh? [Both brows raise.] What do you mean by that exactly, if I may ask?

[evocationary]

[ what makes you think she plans to be useful at any point ]

It means...