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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[antaressnipe]

Shadowy... hands...?

[just from how he slowly echoes Al's words suggests that he doesn't know what the other is talking about, and after a moment of thought, he shakes his head.]

No, I'm afraid I don't recall anything of the sort.

[and overall, yes, just a man with horse legs. Given how his tunic covers up the exact area where his human torso meets the horse body, however, it might be difficult to see the transition.

... though honestly, Archer is just as bemused by Al's appearance.]

Is there a reason why you wear armor?

[canned]

[he jolts a little, coming out of his scrutinizing]

Oh! Well, right before I was taken here I'd been fighting. I really need to get back to help my brother and my friends, but...I think we might be stuck here for a while. [he can only hope in a best-case scenario where he's been removed from Father's plans and that buys everyone some time, and not that they're trapped in here to all be sacrificed]

[antaressnipe]

[Given how Al had been ready to square up the moment he saw Chiron, the centaur believes him, and doesn't ask anymore questions for the time being]

We've been provided shelter and food -- as if we're meant to be here for a while, yes.

[So there's a neutral agreement there, and the centaur rubs thoughtfully at his chin]

... I'm not sure as to the nature of this room, however, or how it's meant to benefit us long term.

[Gesturing at the arcade? He's never seen any of this in his life.]

[canned]

[he looks back at the arcade, pushing his mind away from darker thoughts; the man's right, things are obviously set up to keep them here, and if they wanted to just imprison them they'd have done that

so might as well see what there is to see]

I'm not sure, but I think they're electronic games. Some of them with balls are kinda familiar, but they're all connected to some kind of sound-and-picture-making machines.

Maybe there's some information we can find out by playing them?

[what? no he doesn't just want to play games for a little while and forget his troubles no]