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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 would say I don't. Actions speak louder than words, Matoba. Would someone with a soul do any of this?
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[ if the sergeant were a youkai, matoba could see him doing this for no reason at all. no reason any human could understand anyway. it'd be pointless to try to ask - and even more pointless to attempt to understand. ]
And the rest of the people here... Do they have souls?
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[...it doesn't sound like he has the concept of souls in high esteem, though]
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[ haha what does that even mean, matoba? well, more importantly: ]
"We," you say. So it's not just you running things around here. Do you have a master?
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[ who's he to judge? ]
Admittedly, I'm not familiar with military rankings.
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Just--Just take this all at face value, okay? I don't have time to argue about this.
[He sounds exasperated. Well done, Matoba]
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Hm, I don't think so. [ bright smile! ] I have less time than you, at all. There's no doubt someone here will kill and I'm not interested in how your experiments will resolve. I would, however, like to know about your master and who they are.
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[There's something off about the Sergeant.
For a moment it looks like he's going to say something, but he stares blankly -- or at least that's the impression, since you can't see his face well. After a few seconds he shakes his head]
This conversation is over.
[Well looks like there's stuff to dig. The Sergeant has no intention to talk to Matoba for the rest of the day, or touch the topic with anyone, though]
how dare!!!!
[ a cheery wave, but the cold glint in his eyes say to make no mistake, this isn't over. until next time, sergeant. ]