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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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Did you hit your head or something?
[ does he not know anything??? ]
Well-- not exactly. It does have to do with my energy, but it comes from the sun. Kind of. You're just kind of... born with the power, and you have to learn how to harness it through training and self-discipline. That sort of thing.
Ring a bell?
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Ah, you're a martial artist! [ xie lian's entire demeanor brightens up, and he smiles, shifting to give zuko a much more familiar bow of greeting, pressing his fist to his open hand. ] I thought your stance looked familiar! What an interesting style, indeed...
A friend of mine here has a vast reserve of spiritual energy, and he hasn't been able to access it, so I'm not sure that you would be able to access that, here, either.
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[ xie lian isn't wrong, he is also a martial artist!!! mainly, though, zuko just realizes it's best to accept this. ]
[ he bows in return. ]
... I think you're right. There's something stopping us, just like this barrier. Whatever it is, it must be extremely powerful.
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[ ... ]
So in other words, I'm not really sure what it is, either. [ very helpful, xie lian. ]
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Do you have spiritual powers?
[ he's supposedly not a bender, but.
Well, we have to keep trying. We can't just sit around here.