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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. |
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Well...
She picks it up, and clears her throat, and walks back over to her to offer it up. Helpfully!!
She looks Embarrassed but Resolute.]
...Excuse me, miss. I believe you dropped this. [That's not what "dropping" looks like, Ange.]
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COVERS HER FACE WITH HER HANDS.]
I'm so, so sorry! [She is going to DIE!! From SHAME!! Even as she sucks it up and pulls one of her hands away, reaching for the condom.] I-I'll throw it in the trash right away. Please, excuse me.
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[...cLEARS HER THROAT.]
I know that it's incredibly uncouth and embarrassing.
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[If she was, maybe she would have shoved it in the trash instead of yeeting it out of shock. WHY ARE THERE CONDOMS IN THE GOODIE BAGS...]
I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but why would something like this be included in our bags? They can't intend for us to use it, can they?
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I suppose... the collection of items in these bags is already so odd and not particularly useful.
Perhaps it ended up in there by mistake. [that's a nice thought.]
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[You know, besides the obvious.]
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[LET'S... let's not think about that.]
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[can't believe the npcs fuck.]
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