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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[arcsplainist]

Ah—

[ For better or worse, he is familiar with war and how it can affect a region. ]

I am sorry to hear that not all is peaceful within your lands—but you appear in good spirits, nevertheless.

[bisouled]

[ she shrugs, smiling gently. ]

Life's all about rolling with the punches, right? Besides, I think things are going to be a lot more peaceful soon. My friends have been working really hard to unite everybody. [ just jrpg things. Fiora tilts her head. ] What about you - where are you from?

[arcsplainist]

[ ah, yes, jrpg things... it sounds so familiar ]

Full glad am I to hear it. Not many share your optimistic approach during times of war.

[ Not a bad thing, of course! It always hurts to see when the oppressed have given up hope. ]

But enough of that—in the same way I have never before heard of your homeland, 'tis naught you would be familiar with, as well, but it is a land called Eorzea.

[bisouled]

Eorzea...

[ she hasn't heard of it, no. ]

It's probably a really big island, right? I've heard from some of the others. [ she means a continent, but those don't exist on her world. ] What's it like there? I can't even imagine it.

[arcsplainist]

Oh, 'tis vastly larger than any island, with its own cities and villages, and all manner of people. It is difficult to so easily describe it—its regions are much too diverse to do so.

[bisouled]

Hmm...

[ she folds her arms, looking over at Alphinaud. It sounds like his answer is equivalent to her saying she's from the Bionis. But maybe he has a reason he doesn't want to be more specific. There are plenty of war orphans back home, too... ]

My world is mostly water, so that's the only way I know to phrase it. It sounds like everyone else is from somewhere very different. [ a pause. she looks back at the pinkie pie effigy. ] Although I'm guessing neither of our worlds have giant, pink... Ponios?

[ reaching out to knock on the l*go statue's muzzle... clink clink. it's surprisingly sturdy?! ]