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redactable2020-09-26 10:17 pm
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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL (OVERFLOW)
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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Don't we all? [ though... well, that's not really important. ] It is a lonely life to live without them.
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No one deserves that. No one. And no one deserves to be trapped somewhere far away, either.
So we'll find a way out of here. No matter what.
Right, Chijin-san?
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xie lian nods!! really, hikaru's outlook on the world is so nice to see. kids these days... ] That's exactly right.
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Xie Lian has covered a lot of ground with gash washing, considering they are all over, but he's gotten everything that's visible, Hikaru squinting her way through the cleaning of the ones against her face. It still doesn't look pleasant, but at least they're clean and the bleeding isn't too horrible.
She carefully rolls her uniform sleeves up.]
You're a scrap collector, right? Do you always look through the garbage with Ruoye like this at home?
What kind of stuff do you find?
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You'd be surprised how many useful things people throw away! It's usually food, or sometimes a broken pot or pan, ceiling tiles, old clothes,.. sometimes even armor or dulled knives! Really, you can find almost anything, depending on where you look. [ xie lian, professional recycling service. ] It's best not to waste things, in my experience.
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Isn't doing that with food dangerous, though? I've heard you can get really sick sometimes if you eat food out of the trash.
[It's said more curiously than judgmentally, as though she's never really thought about it.]