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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 |

Mob
[I deeply respect your honesty siz, what a mood]
Ohhhhh... okay, yeah, that is kinda far!
Well, this place definitely isn't there, and it definitely isn't Tokyo... maybe the rules are different?
Come on, let's go take a peek behind the desk! [She will tug at his uniform sleeve to get him to follow.]
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Anyway, he will follow. He will peak with her.]
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She's cautious, as though she expects someone to be hiding behind the service desk to jump out and go "boo." Of course, this doesn't happen - it's a lot of empty paperwork and odds and ends, but not much else. The cash register is all closed up, too.]
Hm. It's so empty....
Is this what it's supposed to look like??
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[He doesn't know? He has zero idea?]
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[She huffs out a breath towards the empty desk space as she crosses her arms, puzzled.]
Mmm... why didn't they leave a note or something??? This is super weird.
I know you had a lot of stuff, but I dunno if we'll be able to pay for anything right now... and I think just taking it is gonna be a bad idea.
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I wouldn't just take them. I can wait to get them until somebody comes back.
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What did you find, anyway? I saw you had a hat or something... what are all those little things?