WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL

[cartesio]

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 28^th
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.

Links

IC Rules
Room Assignments
Locations
Tasks (LOCKED currently)

March 28^th
March 29^th
March 30^th

Comments

[dvaita]

[ It takes a moment for Serph to shift his focus, thankfully by that point he no longer has blades for arms even if his eyes are still an eerie shade of amber. He blinks a few times, trying both to find words and to bring his voice back to normal. ]

My Atma it's—I won't hurt you. [ That would probably sound more comforting if his pitch didn't keep oscillating into something resembling a deep growl. ] 

[streetwolf]

That doesn't explain what the fuck happened to your hands!? You got knives hidden in your sleeves or something?

[He saw them change, but normal guy from the 40s. Knives make more sense]

[dvaita]

No it's part of me. I can transform because of my Atma. [ Here, he points to the mark on his left cheek. ]

I know it probably doesn't make much sense, it didn't make much sense initially to me either.

[streetwolf]

[Just...Just give him a moment. His hand comes up for a second, then drops.

Uhh...huh?]

... A tat on your face makes your hands turn into freaky claw things?

[dvaita]

Not just my hands, I can transform more than that.

[ All he can do is offer a small smile—he's aware how ridiculous this all sounds. ]