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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 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! 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 ₓ˚. statuses *+:。 ic profiles :ₓo ic rules ・゚゚・。 audience requests murder proposals 。✧o private conversations ・゚o。 curfew ・゚✧ memories |

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What the fuck! They’re always sold out.
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and then she throws her keychain at him at like top speed. ]
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What the fuck!
[Did he just say that.]
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quietly: ]
You dingus. That didn't even hurt.
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[He does, however, just accept her hug - though he seems a bit confused. Just making a face while he’s squeezed.]
Okay, I’m like— I’m not a super genius or anything, but I’m gonna judge from this reaction that maybe something is up?
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Uh, yeah? The whole - trapped -- okay, well, obviously you recognize me, so that's a good first step?
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[Poking her in the temple.]
Did they hit your head in the kidnapping. Fuck.
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Okay, I see what it is. There's some fucking time shenanigans going on here, obviously, because about - oh, I don't know, thirty minutes ago - you broke my umbrella and the world was ending. Clearly not the case for you.
Or maybe I did hit my head in the kidnapping and I forgot everything. [ haha wouldn't that be... hilarious... ] Can't rule out that possibility.
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[He seems not all that distressed by this though, arms crossing. He has the inflated ego of someone who has achieved a Good Ending.]
Anyway, it’s cool, we stopped the apocalypse stuff, so I wouldn’t worry about it. Uh - gotta say, the kidnapping thing is a surprise though.
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Uh, duh, of course we did. [ stop the apocalypse. she has no doubts in her mind. ] But you're - god, I can't believe I have to admit this - you're right. Wasn't exactly expecting to show up in Fantasy Disneyland, either. Fifty-fifty on it's a nice vacation versus a horrible Saw sequel, right?
[ she nudges him, and then goes back to looking through the merch. ]
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[Shoving her back, in retaliation for both the nudge and the keychain throw at his head.]
Oh, let’s focus on surprise vacation we didn’t know about. Actualization. The Secret. Bring it into being.
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Ohmmmm. [ she says, like she's meditating on the idea of making a surprise vacation a real thing. ] Secret vacation with exactly none of - the rest of us, tell me, how is it that it's been a century and nobody has given us a cool nickname for our band of space invaders? What the fuck is that, honestly.
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[Hm. Wow. Rude, Taako.]
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We remembered eventually. [ it's fine. ] I mean - Magnus, I could see getting lost, but... Lucretia's pretty on her game, Taako, she would've sniffed us out by now.
[ she pulls her hair back into a ponytail. ] Unless she's also nerfed. I tried blasting a door earlier and got absolutely nothing out of it.