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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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Hm... Our captors said they'd prefer to not have property damage occur, but if someone might be inside...
[should they just
try to break it?
he's thinking about it]
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[She is down for well-intentioned property damage. It's fine.]
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[you are a twink, woo woo
anyway he'll just move back then - ]
Would you mind moving aside then, miss? I'll try first.
[so he can sacrifice only his shoulder for this possible imagined rando inside]
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[RIP, WOO WOO... Your twink shoulder will hopefully live to see another day.
Yoshizawa will scoot out of the way, but not before giving him a worried glance.]
Please be careful.
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[but admittedly despite being a twinky, he's at least somewhat trained for bodily injury. so he steps back a few paces before giving a running start at the door and
proceed to be yeeted back
confetti flies into his face
he's too shocked to register the pain]
Eh?
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my god.
SHE SHRIEKS AND IMMEDIATELY RUNS OVER TO WHERE HE GOT YEETED.]
H-Hey—! Are you okay?!
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Ah - I'm fine, don't worry. Though I wouldn't recommend trying brute force again...
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I'm so, so sorry. I would have stopped you if I knew this would happen. Can you stand up?