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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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Back then, my brother didn't have any abilities. He does now.
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something very nostalgic flits across her face.]
My sister never had any abilities, so I... used to play with her, with mine too.
[the happy part was happy. it was all so happy.]
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[It's sort of hard to remember now what that time was like, though.]
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[she nearly slaps a hand over her mouth. instead, she recovers by continuing to talk, as if she didn't just say something strange.]
We would play pretend with castles and toys made of snow and ice, skate around the hallways on our socks in the middle of the night, and go sledding whenever and wherever we wanted.
I can only imagine what kind of fun you must have had with telekinesis!
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[Um.]
And fly Ritsu around. I get motion sickness from flying, though.
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Is Ritsu your sibling?
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My younger brother.
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Was Ritsu always begging you to float him?
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[He thinks? Ritsu doesn't really beg for things.]
But he doesn't like that kind of thing anymore.
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[that's a pause, and it's awkward. in lieu of explaining, elsa simply shakes her head.]
...Well, she does, somehow or other.
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[no they don't. anna is baby. anna is forever baby. none grown up little sister. precious perfect angel baby.]
You must be very proud.
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We're all very proud of him.
[Maybe most people would describe their brother as smart, popular, and good at sports with a little envy, but not this kid.]
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My little sister just took on a very important roleāand she's been doing a wonderful job. I know just how you feel.
[stanning siblings solidarity..........]
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...I suppose I'm glad she didn't get pulled along with us, but I wish I could speak with her right now. She always makes me feel...
[...better.
...]
Hey, do you want to get out of here?
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[Looking around him.]
You mean, go home?
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[she. shrugs.]
I meant get out of hereāthis area. Let's go somewhere else around here, the two of us.
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[He'll go somewhere with this strange adult? Why not. She seems very nice.]
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[He's definitely hungry, if he doesn't have adults looking out for him to make him eat.]
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she holds out a hand cautiously, framing it as both a wave on, or to take, depending on his preference.]
Shall we?