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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C.

[uhhhmagic]

[Okay, well, he doesn’t seem all that fazed by the appearance of a centaur, but he does stop in his tracks to just observe . . . . . . . . whatever is happening here. Not doing a very good job of disguising the giggle that seems to be leaking out around his hands he’s covering his mouth with.]

Oh my god. I swear this is right out of Fantasy Mad Magazine.

[antaressnipe]

[Listen, he knows what "fantasy", "mad", and "magazine" all mean but when this stranger puts them together, the centaur shifts his gaze and arches a brow like he's the strange one]

Centaurs frequent where you live, then?

[uhhhmagic]

Something like that.

[Hm.]

I . . . guess you could get someone to make you a ramp?

[antaressnipe]

I'd prefer not having to lodge here at all, but given the circumstances--

[HM]

If you're not occupied, could you check to see what is on the second floor?

[He ain't going up there yet]

[uhhhmagic]

Fine, fine fine, but you owe me, a good one, no shitty favors in return, no takebacksies!

[And running up the stairs before he can perform any sort of takebacksies.]

[antaressnipe]

[--

What is a takebacksie]

I--

[Well, damn. He's gone. And the centaur turns his head to stare at a wall in the meantime before folding his arms behind his back. GUESS HE WILL STAND HERE WAITING]

[uhhhmagic]

[Taako is gone for like. A whole ass 15 minutes. This is rude. Eventually he wanders back down the stairs and actually seems sorta surprised?]

Woah— you really stuck around huh?

[antaressnipe]

-- Was I supposed to leave?

[I'm fuckin crying. This guy was the one doing him a favor, of course centaur man was going to wait]