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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[stillnot]

They should be worried about how mad I am.

[ Good think looking at shiny wet rocks is distracting her! Haha! ]

[showyourself]

[ah. well, she imagines, not everyone is used to being held at the whims of their own or other supernatural forces—and this girl seems younger than her to begin with.]

And how mad are you?

[stillnot]

Right now, with no answers? Mad enough to justify them taking my weapons.

[showyourself]

That's pretty mad.

[and she certainly doesn't look old enough for weapons, so maybe it was for the best??

striding gently through the water, she offers her hand out to clem, frosted cape drifting gently behind her on the surface's water tension.]

I'm Elsa, by the way.

[stillnot]

[ Yeah, she figured that would land better than 'mad enough to kill them.' Anywayyyy don't worry about that! She shakes Elsa's hand. ]

Clementine.

[ ... She feels awkward, so she goes back to sifting through River Junk. ]

[showyourself]

A pleasure to meet you, Clementine.

[likewise, she goes back to her ROCK HUNT, not stopping clem from returning to hers.]

Considering your reaction, it sounds like you're not from around her, either?

[stillnot]

Oh. Yeah - you too.

[ Formality... Awk. Clementine shakes her head. ]

Definitely not. I don't think anyone here is.

[showyourself]

[ah. interesting.

she lifts a flat, pancake-shapped rock out the of the water, and turns it over in her hands. hmm.]

Any theories?

[it's hard to miss the awkward tilt of clementine's voice, and elsa adjusts her tone to seem as though she doesn't notice it at all. just casual conversation, us girls.]

[stillnot]

That we were brought here from totally different worlds. Which is hard to believe, but also explains... a lot of stuff.

[ Centaurs, pikachu, worlds without walkers. ]

[showyourself]

Different worlds.

[she repeats the words, and hums to herself.]

I've never heard of an enchantment or power like that. But...

[well. it's not... impossible, she supposes. just... unheard of, really. she cocks her head, considering it. a spirit might have that power—or another mythic being, or group.]

...If that's what it is, all we have to do is find out a way to get back. Right?

[stillnot]

I don't know. I've never heard of any enchantments or powers.

[ you people and your. magic. Clem is way out of her depth with that stuff. ]