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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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snailedit: (...yeah right)

[personal profile] snailedit 2018-05-06 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[What a strange person. Mira's not sure if he means to be talking to her, but she'll answer anyway, because she's that bemused with him. Especially thinking the sun is the moon. When was the last time you went outside, guy? Or maybe he's delusional.]

Isn't Nirvana supposed to come with freedom from suffering? I don't know about you, but I'm still feeling some earthly pains.
dvaita: (кєєρ тнσυ αωαу!)

[personal profile] dvaita 2018-05-07 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
It's supposed to be paradise, but— [ Abruptly he stops, staring straight at Mira. Noticeably not at her chest or even her face, but her hair. ]

...who are you? And what is 'Earth'?
snailedit: (ugh I guess)

[personal profile] snailedit 2018-05-07 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks a bit dumbfounded by 'what is Earth.' At first, she thinks it's a joke, but he's staring at her hair and nothing makes sense.]

... Seriously? Where do you think we are?
dvaita: (тну ∂σσм ιѕ ѕρσкєи!)

[personal profile] dvaita 2018-05-07 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
If this isn't the Junkyard or Nirvana then—I don't know.

[ Stupid to admit yeah, but Serph's never exactly been shy or for that matter, known what being shy is. ]
snailedit: (underboobs away)

[personal profile] snailedit 2018-05-07 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[She has no idea what this guy is talking about, so she'll just go with it. Whatever it is, it's bizarre as to be momentarily amusing.]

Well, there's a junkyard, but this place looks like it's part of Earth to me. We're not out in space or anything.
dvaita: (αи∂ ∂яσρ qυιєѕ¢єит?)

[personal profile] dvaita 2018-05-07 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
...space? [ He knows of the word space yeah, but not in this context. It's frustrating, because he feels like he should know what she's talking about. With a shake of his head he presses onward, discussing concepts like this wouldn't get him anywhere. ]

Earth, that's where you were before this?
snailedit: (laughs)

[personal profile] snailedit 2018-05-09 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I don't think I've left....

[At least she's having a sense of humor about this.]
dvaita: (кєєρ тнσυ αωαу!)

[personal profile] dvaita 2018-05-10 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't understand. [ Yeah, this is all completely lost on him. And then after a very awkward long pause he adds: ]

Sorry, I think.

[ ...that's a word he's only learned recently, not because he's standoffish but because the notion of apologizing never existed in the Junkyard until recently. ]