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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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[Putting back the keychain and the hats, then.]
Um. [There's a long pause, like he's trying to think of something to say.] Do you know where this is?
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[ Putting something off sounds like a gamble to her. But she shakes her head at his question. ]
No clue. It seems clear, though. [ Not that 'clear' necessarily means 'safe'... ]
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[He thinks she means she understands what's going on.]
I lost my phone somewhere. Do you have one I could borrow? It's fine to wait around, but I'm getting worried about everyone.
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[ Haha! She has no idea what's going on! ]
Your... Phone?
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Mm. It fell out of my pocket. I need to call someone to come pick me up.
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... I don't think phones don't work anymore. No one is coming to get you.
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[That's crazy but considering how gullible he is plus recent events at home, he takes it at face value.]
Ah - I'm not sure what to do. I can't even sense anyone nearby.
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I think we're just waiting, for now. For whoever brought us here to show up and explain themselves.
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Okay. Well, I can wait for a while if we have to.
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No thank you, I'm all right.
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Um. Are you in danger from somebody?
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