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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[arkitect]

I would not, save for the fact that if I have found myself here, then it remains within the realm of possibility for it to happen to others.

[After all, if someone like him can wake up somewhere completely unfamiliar, seemingly dragged from where he just was-- then it must be as child's play to do the same to anyone else.]

Would you not agree that it must have been quite the feat?

[arcsplainist]

[ ... Even an Ascian? ]

To contain even the likes of you... Loathe as I am to admit it, that would then absolve you of responsibility from whatever it is has happened here.

[ It wouldn't be a strange conclusion to make, given they were down in the Tempest, drawing ever closer to wherever it was Emet-Selch lie in wait. ]

[arkitect]

What, had you thought this to be my doing? Precisely what involvement would I have had in this?

[He lazily sweeps an arm, in a vague gesture around the area.]

A place with nothing of any real use, a pointless "welcome" message, if it can truly be called such... and few individuals worthy of any interest. I should think not.

[arcsplainist]

[ With a sharp, tired exhale, Alphinaud folds his arms over his chest. ]

I would not ever claim to fully understand the intentions of an Ascian, truth be told; I can only assume you had intended to throw us off your trail.

[ Not that it explain the handful of others he's seen... Emet-Selch has a point. ]

Though, I suppose orchestrating this... situation, whatever it may be, is unlike you.

[arkitect]

I have ever been clear in our intentions.

[They have a singular goal, after all; that much has never changed.]

And I have orchestrated much and more, it is true- but this arrangement is below me.

[Would that disorganized mess they were sent as a welcome message ever be a part of his work? Really, he could take it as an insult.]

dreamwidth is so determined not to email me your tags.....

[arcsplainist]

Very well.

[ He can, at least, trust Emet-Selch to be upfront, as he ever has been. ]

Then what could possibly restrain even you?