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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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[ The motel... ]
This isn't the lodge, then.
[ She scrutinized the man some more. ]
If you aren't the Sergeant, who are you?
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[ He's smirking -- finally, she gets it. Well, not that he helped much in the beginning but he doesn't care. ]
And what's your name, squirt?
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I am Princess Alfin Reise Arnor of Erebonia.
[ She waited expectantly. After hearing that, this Axel fellow would certainly become more accommodating. ]
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[ What's accommodating? Can you eat it. ]
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Forgive me if I'm wrong, but... You made that up just now, didn't you?
[ She'd never heard of the Pridelands, in any case. ]
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[ But yes, he made up being the title of "King". That goes to Simba. ]
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So you are just making things up!
[ Alfin's glare came back in full force. ]
Do you think being kidnapped is some sort of joke?!
[ She did not like this man. She did not like him one bit. ]
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[ Axel is totally helping his case here. ]