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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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[ she's not trying to be rude, and yet...
anyway Clementine looks contemplative about that. a dorm mother and classmates... wild. what a concept. ]
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But.
Like.
That's fair. Ange does wince a little, but she just rubs the back of her head and laughs weakly.]
I... cannot argue that. The world is unkind sometimes... and it certainly does not slow down for those who can't help themselves.
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... For the record, there's nothing wrong with being taken care of. I wouldn't have made it this far if people hadn't looked out for me when I was little.
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That is very kind of you to say... but you do have a point.
I have to do what I can here as well... it won't do to just be in a tizzy this whole time because I'm frightened.
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she shrugs ]
Sure. Just - we're all in the same boat, anyway. We'll look out for each other. [ ... Clementine sounds very confident in this despite barely believing it! amazing. ]
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That does sound nicer than anything else.
But here I am, gabbing away rudely without even sharing introductions first. It's nice to meet you, miss. My name is Ange.
Talking to you has been settling. I do appreciate that.
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[ that's sarcasm - she's joking. ]
I'm Clementine.
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You sound like you don't actually believe that that is the case.
But Miss Clementine, I did find our conversation grounding and helpful.
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[ Clementine meets most people with a gun in someone's hand. ]
But - good. Freaking out never helps a situation.
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[She's right, after all.]
But for now, I suppose I feel steady enough to handle this situation as best I can. I'm sure you have a great deal left to try to figure out as well, so... I won't take up too much more of your time, Miss Clementine.
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Instead: ]
Just Clementine is fine. Feels weird being called Miss.
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Mm, very well then! Clementine it is.
Again, it was a pleasure meeting you. Please take care. [With that, she lifts a hand in a wave, before she finally goes back to trying to find a way out instead of just shooting the breeze.]