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cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am
WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL
Week 0: Arrival
When you wake up you immediately feel something’s off. You sit on the bed and find it’s not your bed, and this isn’t your room either. You seem to be in a rather normal-looking motel room. To your side there’s a trunk, if you open it you’ll find a military uniform, the key to your room, a set of rules and a debit card. Don’t lose those items! Or do lose the rules, you'll find a brand new copy the next day under your pillow. There’s also a calendar on the wall, you can see today’s date. The year is unreadable, but the month and day are very clear:
March 28th
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.
For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.
There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.
After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.
For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.
There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.
After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.
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[Then again...do you really trust the Sergeant to be fair?]
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[In other words, no. No she does not.]
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I won't condemn, punish or kill the person who chooses to cooperate. Nobody under my command will. Is that what you wanted to hear?
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[...but his interest is somewhat piqued. Just a bit. He feels he's going to regret this, but...]
Look, this isn't the time. This was meant to be just to tell you all the terms of what I want, not to talk about the trolley problem. If you want to talk about this, you'll have to wait.
[Wait until he sets a mailbox or something similar, he decides. Will it take him more than four days?
Most likely.]
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I thought we were the ones with a timer over our heads, Sergeant. Where are you rushing off to?
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[Especially since Mira seems to be taking this whole thing better than the rest. He wishes everyone was more like her instead of the kind to yell at him right after he told them to spare him the sermon]
I don't know if you haven't noticed or if you're not pretending you didn't, but I have my hands full with these ones.
[As if you didn't bring these headaches to yourself, Sergeant]
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[Mira is hard to unsettle. It'd certainly be easier for their lot if 'sermons' worked, but she's more interested in getting to the heart of the matter.]
Is this the last time we'll have to ask you questions? Some of us were wondering what the deal was with rule 5.
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See that? Attacking me without my consent means I have authorization to eliminate you immediately -- and I can do it. I'd really rather not to, but I will do it.
The same protection is extended to the residents of this town. Lay a finger on any of them without permission and you will face the consequences, without warning.
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Okay. Is there something I'm missing here? Why would you give us permission at all...?