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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL
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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

a rock that resembles the galaxy

a single random one of these pillows

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.

NAVIGATION

locations ₓ˚. statuses *+:｡ ic profiles :ₓo ic rules ･ﾟﾟ･｡ audience requests
murder proposals ｡✧o private conversations ･ﾟo｡ curfew ･ﾟ✧ memories

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[he takes out the smartphone and the pill, which has had some of its edge scratched off]

Oh, these!

[(turns out, condoms, tea packs, and canned foods/drink were all invented way before drugs in pill form! so Mr. Quasi-1910s Europe recognizes everything but those two)]

Edited 2020-09-30 01:20 (UTC)

[ oh.

ohhhhh. ]

Um. [ she points at the "chalk" ] That's a ... tablet. Maybe a painkiller? I'm not sure what it is and they didn't tell us so it's probably a good idea not to take it.

And uh... those aren't balloons. [ why is this the second time she's had to explain condoms to someone. ]

[his steel body somehow goes even more rigid and his voice goes somehow even higher]

Oh, no, not that! I-um, I know what those are! I mean I haven't--anyway, you don't have to explain it! [he covers his eyes with his enormous hands, mortified as only a 15 year old talking to an attractive older woman about condoms can be

still covering his eyes with one hand, he holds out the smartphone]

I-I meant this thing. I thought maybe it's an electronic mirror? [he did notice the buttons, but...his fingers are too big to press them...]

Oh thank god. [ she looks GENUINELY RELIEVED. SHE HAD TO OPEN A CONDOM FOR A GRUMP POKEMON THAT INSISTED ON SEEING WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE. ]

Uh-- oh, this is like a cellphone isn't it? It's a bit different and doesn't have half the functions but it looks pretty similar.

A...cellphone? So it's a small phone? But, how does it connect to a line? [he's turning it around in his hands, carefully examining it]

Does it use radio waves maybe? How does it turn on? Where is the dial? And the receiver?

[he's at this point half talking to himself, but does look back to her for an answer—to which part it may be hard to tell]

I don't know enough about technology to really tell you. And I don't have one myself.

[ so she uh. can't really help much other than "ain't those portable phones?" ]

Oh, do they not have phones where you were living? I know some rural areas don't have lines yet. Or do you just not like technology?

[there were plenty of those types in Resembool, who even now grumbled about the trains, cars, and network of wires that the country's advancing wave of progress brought]

We have main lines. I just don't have a phone of my own.

[ ... cute. ]

And I live in a city, not in a rural area.

Do you just not like talking to people, then?

[are you a hikkikomori, ms. alex]

I know how to and can use a phone, y'know. I'm fine with talking to people.

WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL (OVERFLOW)

flexes, the sound of creaking metal

iki why have you cursed me

oh I meant he didn't know the smartphone and pill, but this is great

my reading skills are masterful

pikachu noooooo lmao

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