WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL (OVERFLOW)

[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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[bisouled]

[ at that, she looks a little startled. ] Never heard of it? But there are only two Homs settlements around. Where do you get your food from?

[reconnective]

[there's a blank look at the word Homs.]

I think our worlds are two different places...we don't have anything like a Homs settlement. I think.

[bisouled]

Wait... What? Are you telling me you're an alien?

[ Fiora looks understandably taken aback by this, but maybe not as much as she should be ... maybe he's pulling her leg. ]

[reconnective]

Huh? [an alien?] No! I'm human. [the best part is this is the first time anyone has actually asked him that here so that's fine.]

[bisouled]

"Human?" [ so he IS an alien!!!!!!! ] But you look just like a Homs.

[reconnective]

[this is going to get real confusing real fast.] What's a Homs?

[bisouled]

[ especially because Fiora can't really call herself one anymore... ]

You know, a person - one who isn't a Nopon or High Entia. Someone like you.

[ they're getting to the road now!! Fiora's scanning around (somewhat literally) for her goodie bag. ]

[reconnective]

I don't think I've heard of any of those. Where I'm from we're just humans. [he's. not getting into the whole nobody business because he's also looking for her bag.] But what's a Nopon or High Entia?

[bisouled]

[ the good news is that a road is a terrible place to hide anything, so it's pretty easy to spot Fiora's bag - although it is laying on its side now. She quickly makes her way over. ]

Nopon are little round furry fellows, and High Entia are a lot like Homs, but they have wings on their heads, [ she explains as she walks. ] I never thought I'd have to explain Nopon to anybody...

[ once she gets closer, it's obvious that something's fallen out of the bag, and she bends down to pick it up... a headband with bouncy stars on it, which she's now regarding with some confusion. ]

[reconnective]

Round and furry...? [all of this is sort of confusing but mostly in the way of him trying to imagine it, but luckily for both of them the bag is the primary focus! he's glad everything seems to be in-tact so far, but while fiora seems puzzled sora perks up.]

Oh, yours is cool! Mine had hearts. [he had been wearing his at some point but honestly it's probably in his pocket right now.] You should try it on and see how it fits.

[bisouled]

Try it on? Now doesn't seem like the time to goof off...

[ she leans down to pick up the bag proper with her other hand. ]

[reconnective]

Suit yourself. [he is perhaps a bit too relaxed about this, but he folds his hands behind his head while he waits for her to examine the contents of her bag.] Is your device still in there?

[please let the phs still be in there.]