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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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I'm not really expecting anything different at this point. It's clear no one is actually going to attend to us, so I'm just releasing my frustrations at this point.
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I guess. [She puts her hands behind her head, eyeing him curiously.] I dunno, it just seems to me like you'd get more done on that front too by just... I dunno, yelling? Throwing the bell? Smashing the counter?
[She shrugs and drops her arms back to her sides.]
But whatever. Hey, though. What's up with the googly eyes?
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And it's the latest fashion trend. I doubt very much that you have the maturity to keep up with that sort of thing, though. Perhaps you will when you're older.
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Wha- excuse you?! I'm super cute and hip!
[Says the kid in a school uniform and a kitty hat with pins everywhere. FASHION.]
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[Does she know that's not what high fashion means...? It's... unclear.]
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[Check... mate...???]
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[By the look on her face, she knows she's gotten under his skin. Time to make it worse.]
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