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Cartesio NPCs ([personal profile] cartesio) wrote in [community profile] 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.

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valimar: (❅ no. you are in the clear.)

[personal profile] valimar 2018-05-08 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
W-Whoa!

[ Fortunately Rean's quick enough on his reflexes to catch her?! He's a professional horse who leads dogs (read: Millium), it's fine, we're fine. ]

Easy there...! Any faster than that and you might've broken something.

[ He'd meant to say it in jest, but now he's suddenly recalling one of the rules about damaging property. ...Maybe it was a good thing he was in her path, because he really doesn't want to consider what might happen if that weren't the case. ]
clearities: (pic#12014212)

[personal profile] clearities 2018-05-08 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah... I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

[The apologies spill out pretty naturally as she looks at him with curious eyes.]